Page 21 of Fatal Temptation

He thought he might come untouched just from looking at Lucas. He didn’t want to test that theory, so he moved up the bed until his legs no longer hung over the edge of the mattress. His legs quivered when a warm hand slid up his left calf, the touch gentle and exploring.

No one had ever touched him like this.

“Tell me what you’ve done.”

He lifted his head to look at Lucas with utter confusion.

“Have you touched yourself?” Lucas asked, eyes dark and consuming.

He felt heat spread on his face and could have cursed.

He wasn’t embarrassed that he’d jerked off before. Of course, he had. That wasn’t what Lucas was asking. At least he didn’t think so.

Lucas confirmed his thoughts by asking, “What did you imagine me doing?”

He was hit with the onslaught of all his fantasies. Lucas’ lips on his body, his hands trailing over places that made him moan. Loudly. Lucas fucking him. Driving that thick cock inside him until he came all over himself.

“Everything,” he gasped out.

Lips on his inner thigh had him trembling. Having Lucas between his legs, his mouth so close tothatpart of him? Fuck. He was close to bursting already and no one had touched his dick yet. He was about to embarrass himself but when he met Lucas’ gaze, he found he didn’t care because he knew Lucas would never think him an embarrassment or a disappointment. His insecurities had fled with that one word whispered in awe.Beautiful.

Lucas gave him a dirty smile before lowering his head, lips wrapping around the head of Akio’s cock. He couldn’t fucking think as heat enveloped him, hot, wet, moving down his cock, then back up.

A hand found the middle of his chest, moving down and, as if caught on an invisible string, Akio’s back arched along with it.

Lucas’ lips moved to his hip, trailing across his stomach, up his chest, placing kisses haphazardly across his body. He had to look before he realized that each kiss was to a scar and his breath hitched, something pulling tight in his heart.

“What do you do when you think of me?” Lucas asked, lips feathering across a scar by his hipbone.

He sucked in a breath, eyes falling shut. He couldn’t tell him that. Could he?

“Tell me,” Lucas demanded.

He nibbled on his bottom lip until a thumb brushed across his lips, pulling it free from his teeth. His eyes shot open and as he stared up into eyes full of need and desire, he couldn’t have denied Lucas anything.

“I… imagine it’s you.”

Lucas’ pupils flared, the green swallowed up by all that black. The man looked ready to devour him and fuck if he didn’t want that too. Desperately.

Lucas

Akio was under him, eyes burning with need. For him. The man was going to be his undoing, and he was jumping straight into whatever this was between them without a single regret.

“You imagine me doing what?”

“Fucking me,” Akio breathed.

“With my fingers?”

Akio shook his head, cheeks pink as his gaze dropped between them for a second. His fingers dug into Akio’s thighs.

“What did you use?”

“What do you think?”

Akio’s snappy reply had him biting his lip to keep from smiling.

“I’m almost twenty-two. You really think I wouldn’t have a dildo by now?”

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