Page 27 of Fatal Temptation

“Please what?”

Despite how much he knew Lucas wanted to take over, he was still holding himself back and letting Akio enjoy himself.

“Touch me. Kiss me.Please, kiss me.”

Lucas surged forward, one hand finding the nape of Akio’s neck while the other grasped his hip, the man’s mouth slamming over his, tongue eagerly slipping past his lips.

A hand wrapped around his cock, stroking him almost lazily. Lucas was clearly trying to drive him insane. It was working, too. He was completely lost in this man. His crush four years ago was insignificant compared to what he felt for Lucas now. What had been building between them for years. That string holding them together was pulling them closer and closer with each kiss, each tender touch. With each passionate look between them. That streak of possessiveness he felt in Lucas only made him fall that much harder for him.

“Akio,” Lucas gasped, his voice sounding strained. “That’s it. Keep going.”

Their gazes met and he felt like Lucas was staring straight into his soul. He wasn’t sure what the man was seeing but he hoped it was everything he was feeling right then. How desperate he was for Lucas to love him. To see him. To know him.

His thighs were starting to burn with exhaustion, but he didn’t slow down. He could feel his orgasm draw near and from the small gasps coming from Lucas, he knew he wasn’t the only one rapidly approaching that cliff.

He clenched tight around Lucas, the strokes on his cock getting more frantic. He gasped, pleasure bursting through him as he came, ropes of hot come covering both their chests.

He moaned over and over as Lucas grabbed his ass and slammed up into him, chasing his own orgasm while drawing out Akio’s. He held on tight, groaning when Lucas stilled, fingers flexing against his skin.

He dropped his forehead against Lucas’, their breathing labored as they came down from that incredible high they’d shared.

“I get to call you my boyfriend, right?” he asked before he could think better of it. They hadn’t actually talked about it, and he realized he’d just assumed.

Lucas snapped his eyes open, something deliciously possessive swirling in those green depths.

“Yes.”

Akio nodded, heat filling his cheeks. “Good.”

The smile spreading on Lucas’ lips was downright dirty and Akio let out a startled yelp when he was unceremoniously dropped onto his back on the couch, Lucas on top of him, the man’s lips on his in a kiss that had his toes curling. He figured that meant Lucas liked being called his boyfriend. He liked it, too. A lot.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Lucas

HE SAT down across from Akio at his dining table, a glass of whiskey in hand. Akio was looking at him over the top of his beer. He’d told Akio they needed to talk, and he’d instantly demanded alcohol which he couldn’t exactly blame him for. Everything between them was progressing very fast especially because they were somewhat stuck together since Akio was staying with him. A week had already passed since he’d moved the man in, and despite all the sex they’d been having, they hadn’t talked much. Not about the real stuff.

He’d had Akio twice already today, once when he’d woken up with Akio’s ass rubbing against his morning wood, and the second time because Akio had announced he was taking a shower with a naughty look in his eyes, and he’d been unable to keep his hands off the man.

“Do weneedto talk?” Akio asked, a hopeful look on his face. “I know other things we could do. More enjoyable things.”

Lucas gave him a disappointed look, and Akio sighed dramatically.

“You know we do. This relationship is moving fast, and you’ve never been in one before.”

Akio glared at him. “Is my age a problem for you?”

“You’re a grown man.”

“Doesn’t really answer my question,” Akio muttered.

“It’s not as much the age gap.”

“What is it, then?”

He hesitated for a second, unsure how Akio would take it.

“The way we met…” He sighed and shook his head. “Let’s not mince words here, you saw me as a sort of hero.”

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