Page 25 of Fatal Temptation

A smile pulled at Lucas’ lips and Akio forgot how to breathe for a second or two.

“You can decide when we tell them about us. Whether Diesel hands me my ass next week or in a few months doesn’t really matter to me,” Lucas said, a gleam in his eyes as he leaned in, lips brushing across Akio’s.

Lucas pulled back but Akio followed, lips pressing hard against Lucas’ mouth to keep them from disappearing. He unfolded his legs and with Lucas’ hands on his waist, he slid into his lap. He rocked against Lucas, the man’s groan making him break the kiss to look at him, lust spreading rapidly through him at the dark gaze that met his.

“God. I’ve turned you into a sex fiend,” Lucas teased.

Akio’s expression was serious as he said, “Yes.”

Lucas shook his head, the heat in his eyes only burning hotter. He grinned smugly at Lucas and then he found himself on his back on the couch, Lucas between his thighs, hands sliding up his sides.

He was wearing one of Lucas’ hoodies because why wear his own clothes when he could just wear his boyfriend’s and smell the man all day? Lucas was at least two sizes bigger than him, so everything was loose on his smaller frame. Just the way he liked it.

With Lucas’ help, he managed to free himself from the hoodie. He missed it for all of a second before the man was kissing him, lips trailing down his chest, the scruff on his cheeks scratching just the slightest.

He dropped his head back, a ragged breath escaping him when teeth scraped across a nipple.

He grabbed a handful of Lucas’ shirt and pulled it up. Lucas moved back to reach behind his head, grabbing his shirt and tugging it over his head. The man’s muscles were on full display, flexing as he pulled the shirt off.

He might’ve made a sound. No. He definitely made a sound at that mouthwatering sight.

Lucas smirked and pulled Akio back up into his lap, lips and tongue making a meal of Akio’s mouth. Hands grabbed his ass, jerking him closer. He could feel Lucas’ hard cock between the thin layers of clothing separating them and couldn’t stop the moan escaping him.

“I want you inside me,” he said, unsure where the candor came from. Lucas seemed to bring out a certain level of confidence in him. It was exhilarating and slightly terrifying but fuck if it didn’t feel good.

“How do you want me?” Lucas asked, lips brushing the shell of Akio’s ear and sending a delicious shiver through his body.

“Just like this,” he managed to gasp out.

The fingers on his cheeks dug in, making him groan and roll his hips. Lucas’ lips brushed a path up one side of his jaw, his heart beating wildly when those lips found a particularly sensitive spot.

“Bed?”

Lucas pulled back, a wicked look in his eyes as he shook his head slowly.

“I want to get this couch messy with you,” Lucas said before diving back into kissing Akio’s heated skin, lips trailing down his neck.

As much as he wanted to remain in Lucas’ lap, he needed to get his pants off and fast.

“I’ll have to get up,” he gasped out, eyes falling shut at the pleasure rushing through him. That insatiable need only Lucas brought out in him.

Lucas scraped his teeth along the side of his neck, eliciting a delicious shiver.

“Hurry, then.”

Untangling himself from Lucas wasn’t easy. Mostly because he didn’t want to stop touching him. He didn’t want Lucas’ hands and mouth off his body. He managed to get his feet on the floor, though his hands lingered on Lucas’ shoulders before he straightened.

He stood in front of Lucas and as the man leaned back on the couch, arms along the back as he watched Akio with nothing but hunger in his green gaze, he didn’t feel self-conscious as he slid his fingers into the waistband of his sweats and tugged them down.

He stood in front of Lucas completely naked and felt nothing less than worshipped as those dark eyes drank him in.

Lucas freed his cock, hand moving slowly as he stroked himself, his chest moving visibly as he ran his gaze over Akio.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” Lucas said, his voice rough.

Akio was blushing and for once he didn’t care. Not when a man like Lucas was looking at him like that.

“There’s lube in the grocery bag,” Lucas said with an expectant brow creasing.

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