Page 21 of Desperately Delicate Viper

I drag my blunt nails down the center of his bare chest, his shirt hanging half-open, his tie tugged loose but mostly stillin place. Following the faint, raised marks with my tongue, I watch the way neediness and pleasure contort his face, his hips bucking up to meet mine again. I push his shirt open wider and paint his chest glossy with my saliva, moaning softly at the clean citrus taste of his skin. When I reach his taut nipple with my tongue, I draw wet circles around the darkened nub, waiting for him to relax into the feeling. As soon as he does, I clamp my teeth down hard around it.

Luca howls, his body bowing underneath me.

“Fuck, Anders,” he pants, threading his fingers through my hair and pressing the sensitive flesh harder into my teeth. “It hurts so good.”

My cock throbs and twitches eagerly with the power and dizzying lust that rushes through me. I tug his nipple roughly and then release it with an obscenely wet sound. He hisses and whimpers as I give it a few stiff flicks with the tip of my tongue.

“How else can I make you howl and cry for me, baby?” I purr, kissing my way across the plane of his chest to the other nipple. “You want me to spank your ass? With my hand? With a flogger?” I don’t know where these words are even coming from. I know next to nothing about kink except what I’ve seen in porn, but I guess enough of it seeped into my subconscious to keep my lips moving with the filthy ideas I didn’t realize I was saving up. “You want my hand around your throat hard enough to make you dizzy, gasping for deeper breaths and knowing I’m the one who decides when you get them?” I tighten my grip around his throat just a little and bite down on his other nipple the same way I did with the first one.

Luca groans and digs his fingers into my thighs. Even in the dim light, I can see the flush on his face and the sweat forming on his forehead. His eyes are half-lidded and hazy with a faraway look of pleasure, but they’re fixed on me like he’s afraid I’lldisappear if he looks away. He uses his grip as leverage to grind against me faster with needy little jerks of his hips.

I bring my mouth back to his, his lips parted with heavy breaths and a stream of babble and whimpers. I catch his bottom lip between my teeth with a rough nip.

“No,” I say firmly, and to my surprise, he freezes.

Another wave of adrenaline surges through my veins, so intense my body trembles with it. One little word and he just… stopped. His fingers twitch against my thighs as he bites back a needy sound, and for a few seconds we just stare at each other. I tentatively draw my tongue along the damp swell of his abused bottom lip, and he still doesn’t move. He lets out a breathy sigh, but his body stays still.

“You meant it, didn’t you?” I murmur in a bit of an awed stupor, still trying to realign my entire world view with whatever’s happening right now. “What would you do if I told you I’d changed my mind? What if I said I’m not in the mood to fuck?” The steady pulse of my cock, pressed hard up against his makes the question seem laughable, but I have to know.

“I would go take a very long shower and jerk off so hard that I would probably sprain something.”

I choke on a laugh. “You’re serious, aren’t you?” I shake my head, then press a soft kiss to his mouth this time, drawing another gasp from him with the gentle pressure of it.

“I’m serious,” Luca says. “I’ve already decided you’re mine, little viper, but that doesn’t mean I want to own you. The last thing I want is to have you broken or tamed. I love the sting of your bite too much. I want you to want this as badly as I do, to feel like you’ll fucking choke without it.”

He wraps his arms around me and crushes me to him. Our mouths crash together in another kiss that’s just as rough as the earlier ones, but something has shifted inside of me. I graze my teeth over his lips and tongue, but instead of a burning need topunish him in place of everyone who’s ever hurt me, it’s just so I can hear him moan my name.

I take my hand off of his throat and reach down to undo my shorts without breaking the kiss. Luca feeds me muffled pleas around our knotted tongues as I wiggle on top of him, shimmying my shorts down around my thighs to free my cock. Precum drools from my slit, wetting the silky front of his pants, the heat of his arousal pulsing through the soft fabric against my bare skin.

I grab his jaw and break the kiss to nuzzle the tip of my nose against his, a wicked smile stretching my lips.

“I’m going to choke you with my cock, and then, if you’re very good, andifI’m feeling generous, I’m going to fuck your tight, slutty hole until you come screaming my name.”

“Yes,” he groans.

I wiggle my fingers into my scrunched pocket to pull out a condom I stuffed there earlier and hold it up.

“Do you want me to put this on before you suck me? I get tested regularly and I’m on PrEP.”

Luca shakes his head. “I want to taste you.”

I moan in agreement and drop the condom on the floor next to him. It’s impossible to get my shorts all the way off in this position. I put a hand on his chest and give him a stern look.

“Stay,” I command, then I wobble to my feet.

Standing over him, I take a second just to enjoy the view. He’s disheveled, his clothes tugged loose and wrinkled. His lips are puffy from my rough treatment and so are his glistening wet nipples. There are dark spots already forming on his chest and collarbone where I bit down too hard or sucked on his skin too long. My cock gives an eager throb, and I slowly strip my shirt over my head and toss it aside. My shorts are already wedged around my thighs, leaving my cock swinging, but I work them the rest of the way down, taking my time and enjoying the wayLuca watches the pendulous sway of my erection with a hungry look in his eyes. I catch a dribble of precum on my index finger and lean over to smear it across his lips like gloss. His eyes flutter and his hips jerk, his tongue immediately darting out to taste the sweet flavor of my excitement.

I kick my shorts aside and then reposition myself, so this time when I sink to my knees, my aching cock bumps his warm, wet lips. I grab a handful of his hair again and Luca’s mouth opens wide on a low moan. I shove my cock between his lips without hesitation.

As soon as the hot suction of his mouth closes around me, I let out a keening sound in the back of my throat. It’s been so fucking long since anyone has sucked me that my balls tighten instantly and electricity dances along the base of my spine.

“Oh fuck,” I grunt, snapping my hips forward. Luca gags, the muscles of his throat spasming tight around my cock. “Sorry.” I grit my teeth and force myself to stop grinding against his tongue.

I start to pull back, but his hands land on my ass cheeks and a hungry defiance sparks in his eyes. He jerks me forward again, holding my gaze as he gags around my cock a second time. Tears trickle from the corners of his eyes and drool pools on his chin, but he sucks me around the spasm of his throat, making wet, filthy,greedysounds with every fresh wave of suction.

“Fuck,” I groan again, falling forward and bracing my hands on the cool wood floor. My hips move of their own will, and I fill Luca’s throat over and over again. He sputters and gags each time, but his fingers dig harder into my ass cheeks, spurring me on.

I reach down to wrap my hand around his throat again, just to feel the way it bulges with every deep thrust and tightens with every gag. My balls tingle and my cock swells, and I pull out of his mouth with a breathless sob.

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