Page 48 of Desperately Delicate Viper

“You ever get a weird vibe in here? Like maybe all the employees have been eating too many mushrooms or something?” Elio muses.

“Definitely,” we all agree at once, then laugh.

Mads returns with our drinks, and I swivel on my stool to face away from the bar, passing Luca’s drink to him.

He clears his throat and raises his glass. “This is supposed to be a celebration, so I just want to take a second to embarrass Anders by saying how proud I am that he’s been accepted to the university and will be starting next fall.”

My cheeks heat and I smile widely. It’s hard to believe how much has changed in the last few months since I met Luca, but I feel like I’m finally living the life I’m meant to. I reach out and snag him behind the neck, dragging him close until our foreheads are pressed together and his breath flutters over my lips.

“I couldn’t have done it without you.”

“Of course you could have. But I’m glad I was here to give you the push you needed.”

I suck his lip roughly between my teeth and shove my tongue into his mouth. Luca’s moan vibrates into my mouth, and I swallow it greedily, tangling my fingers in his hair and yanking him closer to deepen the kiss.

My cock swells and my heart pounds in time with the sultry rhythm of the music that’s blaring all around us. Someone clears their throat, and I smile against Luca’s lips before reluctantly wrenching myself away from his mouth.

“To Anders taking the world by the balls,” Sparrow says.

I glance over Luca’s shoulder to see him with his glass raised, and the rest of the guys following suit. I release my hold on my boyfriend and lift my glass too.

“I am no stranger to grabbing balls, that’s for sure.” I laugh and take a swig from my glass.

“I fucking love this song,” Sparrow shouts, downing the rest of his drink. He slams his empty glass on the bar top, wipes the back of his hand over his mouth, and then grabs me by the front of my shirt to haul me out of my seat.

LUCA

We stumble through the door, our tongues tangled and my lips aching from the sharp nips and hard sucks Anders has been abusing them with for hours already, in between drinks and shaking his ass to the music with Sparrow, which was clearly designed to drive me out of my fucking mind. Every swivel of his hips came with a pointed, sultry glance in my direction to make sure I was watching. If he thinks taking my eyes off of him for a second was even remotely an option, he’s fucking insane.

“I have a present for you.” He grins against my mouth, tugging my lip roughly between his teeth again and threading his fingers through my hair.

My cock gives a heavy throb at the perfect little jolt of pain that rushes through me. I jerk my hips, grinding my erection against his through the layers of our clothing, desperate to feel his hot skin.

“It’s your night, shouldn’t I have gotten you a present?” I murmur, licking my throbbing lip when he releases it and then kissing my way across the smooth edge of his jaw.

He laughs and twists his fingers tighter in my hair, thrusting against me with more force as he pins me up against the closed door.

“You’re my present.” He licks a wet stripe across my cheek, and I shiver at how much of a claim it feels like. “Do you want to see what I got for you?”

I groan and nod, jerking my head against the grip he has on my hair and relishing the slight burn of my scalp as it sets the rest of my nerve endings on fire.

“Good,” Anders purrs, dragging his mouth back over mine. He coaxes me back into a kiss, —less rough this time, all heavy tongue and bruising lips. “Then be good and hurry to the bedroom. I want you naked on your knees by the time I get there.”

I moan again. “Yes, Sir.”

His breath hitches and his fingers twitch in my hair. “Oh, I like that. I think that’s what you should call me from now on when you want me to take you apart and make you scream.”

“Yes, Sir,” I rasp again.

Anders makes a low, feral sound in his throat, grinds his hard cock into mine one more time, then releases his hold on me.

“Better hurry if you want your present.” There’s a playful threat underneath the suggestion that part of me wants to test, just to see what will happen if I’m not good for him. But the promise of whatever he already has planned for me is enticing enough. I’ll find out what happens to badboys another night.

I slip past him and run down the hallway, his laughter echoing after me. As soon as I cross the threshold into the bedroom, I scramble to undress, kicking off my shoes and tugging my tie loose at the same time. I keep my ears pricked for the sound of Anders’s footsteps, my heart pounding with adrenaline and lust as I tear my shirt open and fling it aside. By the time I hear him coming down the hallway, I’m down to just my briefs. I quickly shed them and toss them into the pile along with everything else. The door creaks open behind me as I hit the floor, wincing when my knees connect with the hardwood.

My hard cock bounces with the drop, and every inch of my skin burns for Anders’s touch. He moves around behind me without giving me any more of a hint about what he has in store. I shiver with anticipation, my nipples hardening and my balls tightening. I hear a dresser drawer open and then close a few seconds later, then the rattle of something metallic.

I don’t bother trying to guess what he has in store for me. Not knowing is half the fun.

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