Page 69 of Fatal Temptation

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

Akio

HE DIDN’T think he would ever find anything better than Lucas pressed against him, the man’s insistent lips on his, hands traveling up his naked body. The man was everything he could ever want or need. The four months they’d had together so far had been the best of his life.

“We’re gonna be late.”

“I don’t mind being late,” Lucas purred.

He huffed out a short-lived laugh that quickly turned into a moan when lips found the side of his neck.

“I think everyone else will mind,” he said between groans.

Lucas pulled back, a wicked gleam in his eyes as he said, “Guess we’ll better hurry, then.”

“Fuck,” Akio breathed.

Lucas had taken one look at him as he exited the bathroom after his shower, only a towel slung around his hips, and then he’d been pressed against the wall, hands on the backs of his thighs lifting him up until he could wrap his legs around Lucas’ waist. The towel had hit the floor and Lucas’ appreciative groan had set his body on fire, desire flooding his whole system in seconds.

It was his own fault for staying the night at their apartment instead of in his dorm room. He should’ve known better. Keeping their hands off each other was never an option.

Lucas pulled him away from the wall and Akio put his lips to good use while he was carried into their bedroom. He loved the feel of Lucas’ short beard against his lips as he kissed his way up the man’s jaw. Loved the sounds Lucas made.

Lucas crawled onto the bed and put Akio down on the mattress. They hadn’t made the bed yet, the blankets thrown on one side of the bed and their pillows in disarray above his head. They were about to make it even messier, and he knew he’d love every second of it.

Lips brushed his collarbone, soft and gentle. He didn’t want that. He wanted Lucas to fuck him so thoroughly he couldn’t walk straight.

He groaned and thrust up against Lucas, seeking that much-needed friction against the man’s abs. He felt Lucas smile against his skin before he put a hand on his hip to keep him from moving again.

Akio dropped his head back with a frustrated sigh, eyes rolling into the back of his head when Lucas continued kissing his way down his chest, finding sensitive spots with his lips that had his cock leaking.

“Please,” he gasped out, grasping at the sheets when Lucas kissed his inner thigh and made him tremble. “Luc.”

Lucas pulled back, grinning down at Akio before he reached for the bottle of lube still on the bedside table from last night.

Slick fingers slid between his cheeks, finding his hole and spreading him wide. He pushed back on them with a groan.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Lucas purred, his voice dripping sex.

He was achingly hard, lust burning inside him because of that gorgeous man between his legs. He could never get enough of him. Never.

Lips wrapped around his cock and Lucas took him to the back of his throat, the tight, wet heat exquisite. His mouth dropped open on a loud moan as Lucas sucked his cock while his fingers found that spot inside him and put pressure on it.

He cried out, the dual sensations too much. He wanted to come with Lucas’ cock inside him, not his fingers.

“Fuck me,” he gasped out. “Need you to fuck me.”

Lucas pulled back, mouth and fingers disappearing. He grabbed the lube and covered his cock, watching Akio the whole time he stroked himself. That dark look in his eyes, so hazy with lust, did indescribable things to him.

Lucas held his cock against Akio’s hole, watching his face as he guided the head slowly in. Too slow.

He grabbed Lucas’ ass cheeks and pulled hard, making the man sink inside him in a swift slide and filling him so fucking good.

“Fuck,” Lucas gasped, and Akio moaned in response.

Akio let his hands roam up Lucas’ back, digging his fingers into hard muscles when Lucas pulled back and thrust forward, burying his cock deep inside him.

Neither of them moved for a moment, staring into each other’s eyes while Lucas was as deep inside him as he would ever be. If he could, he would’ve had the man crawl right into his soul. This man owned him. Every part of him. His body, soul, and heart. He loved him with everything he had, and he knew Lucas loved him just as much. He showed him every day.

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