Page 37 of Fatal Temptation

He put his lips on Akio’s, kissing him with soft brushes until Akio pressed forward, demanding more with his tongue, licking across Lucas’ bottom lip. He jerked Akio toward him, both of them groaning when there was no longer any space between their hips, their erections clear against the other.

He slid a hand into Akio’s hair, tugging his head back to kiss him harder. Akio moaned into his mouth, the sound muffled and yet it still made his dick harder.

Hands found their way into his own hair, Akio’s fingers careful as they brushed through the messy strands.

Keeping Akio’s head back, he kissed his way down the side of his neck, Akio’s sensual moans driving him insane, desperate need coursing through him.

He grabbed Akio under his thighs, pulling him off the counter. He heard a startled gasp and then arms wrapped around him, holding on tight as he carried Akio into the hallway. Akio’s lips found his neck, his cheek, then teeth scraped across his earlobe.

He cursed under his breath, the urge to simply take Akio against the wall getting louder with each brush of lips, with each bite. He didn’t have lube on him, though. He needed lube. He needed Akio naked in front of him. Under him.

“Luc,” Akio said against his neck, lust lacing his voice.

They were almost at the door to the bedroom, but he still found himself pressing Akio against the wall, lips finding Akio’s in a hard kiss, tongue slipping inside Akio’s mouth. Akio’s tongue found his, kissing him back with just as much vigor.

He felt a tug on his shirt and leaned back. Akio was pulling his shirt up by the hem. He put his hands on the wall next to Akio and let him drag his shirt off, the fabric moving up over his head, up his arms, until it reached his wrists, trapped against his hands and the wall. He pushed closer against Akio, his body and Akio’s legs tight around his hips holding him up, and then he took his hands off the wall to throw the shirt behind him.

Hands ran up his chest, Akio’s eyes following. He braced a hand against the wall and grabbed Akio by the chin, brown eyes snapping up to meet his gaze. He felt a smile tug on his lips at that needy look in those eyes.

He caught Akio’s lips with his, teeth finding that lush bottom lip. Akio’s groan was loud in the otherwise quiet hallway.

He kept kissing Akio while he reached between them to undo his pants and tug down Akio’s sweats. That man in sweatpants should be illegal. They left nothing to the imagination. Not that he needed to imagine anything. He knew exactly what Akio looked like. Had spent hours exploring his body. Hours marveling over the beauty that was Akio’s body.

No, the problem with Akio’s sweatpants was that one look had him dragging the man back to bed. He was powerless to resist him.

The second he had Akio’s cock in his hand, he pulled his mouth away from Akio’s with a deep groan.

Akio dropped his head back against the wall, that elegant pale throat of his beckoning for Lucas to put his lips on it. He did just that while he stroked Akio’s hard length, the man’s responding moan so guttural it sent shivers through him.

He gave Akio a few strokes before he freed his own cock and lined them up, hissing at the feel of Akio against him. It felt so fucking good.

He pulled back long enough to spit into his hand, then wrapped it back around their cocks and slammed his mouth over Akio’s, drinking in his eager sounds.

Akio’s hand joined his around their cocks and he let him take over stroking them, putting his hands on Akio’s ass. He rocked his hips, helping Akio as he jerked their cocks.

The pleasure built fast, leaving him almost lightheaded as he gasped against Akio’s lips.

He went back to kissing Akio’s neck, finding that spot that had Akio shaking in his arms, his moans loud as his hand sped up around them.

He came first, the orgasm slamming into him hard. He buried his face in Akio’s neck, sucking in a sharp breath when he felt the man come apart in his arms, hot come covering their dicks and stomachs.

He held Akio against the wall, both of them gasping for breath, until his legs started to shake. He let Akio’s legs slide down his body until he was back on his feet.

“We made a mess again,” he said with a pleased hum as he ran his gaze down their come-covered bodies.

“I like it when we get messy.”

He snapped his head up, gaze meeting Akio’s. He looked as boneless as Lucas’ felt, pure bliss on his flushed face.

“Give me an hour and I’ll get you messy in the bed, too.”

Akio’s eyes lit up. “Promise?”

“Promise.”

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Akio

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