Page 28 of Lost Room Lawyer
I jerked myself off, feeling myself approach the edge. “Shit, I … I’m coming.”
Hector increased the pace again, and I could no longer delay the climax. A hot wave surged through my body, the heat shot to my core, and I let it carry me away.
Moaning loudly, I came on my stomach, writhing and stretching my neck. As soon as I was more or less back to my senses, I sought Hector’s eyes. His eyes sparkled with desire as he panted.
“I want you to come on me,” I said, still out of breath.
Hector lifted my legs, changed his rhythm, and fucked me even harder. A strained groan escaped his lips, and I could see that he was also nearing his climax.
“Oh fuck,” he grunted and slithered out of me.
He removed the condom and began to stroke his length. A shudder went through his body, then he came on me. His cum shot out in several spurts, landing on my stomach.
All I could think about was:Damn, this man is sexy.
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Holding Nico in my arms felt incredibly good and right. He had managed to silence the nagging voice in my head. No secrets, no guilty conscience reminding me constantly that I had made a vow to Viktoria—especially in the church.
I enjoyed feeling Nico’s head on my shoulder and the gentle tickling on my skin as he stroked my chest with his finger. Meanwhile, I caressed the back of his head and drew strength from his body warmth.
“You’ve been avoiding me,” he whispered.
He was right; I couldn’t deny that. “I guess I thought that if I ignored you for a while, I could somehow undo what happened after the poker game.”
Nico laughed and gently pinched my nipple. “Why would you want to undo it? That would be a shame.”
His almost childlike naivety made me smile. “You’re probably right.”
“Besides, it doesn’t seem like you view this as a mistake. Otherwise, you’d have gotten up by now and checked into another hotel—no matter how far you had to drive.”
“You know me better than I expected.”
“Does your family know that you’re into men?”
“No.”
I didn’t like where the conversation was going, but I couldn’t think of anything to steer it in another direction. As Nico shifted and sat cross-legged next to me, covering his groin with the sheet, I forgot everything for a moment.
He was a sight to behold. His toned body and the way his muscles moved was breathtaking. His expression was gentle,and he looked at me in such a loving way that the fear melted away.
“When was the last time you had sex with a man?” he asked bluntly. “Not counting me.”
I laughed and leaned against the headboard. “That was …” I was actually surprised myself. “Almost two months ago.”
Luca, my subtenant, had brought Juri to his place after Juri had twisted his ankle. A stupid coincidence I would have gladly avoided, but when Luca was at work, one thing led to another, and circumstances led me to have sex with Juri.
“Two months ago?” Nico asked, his voice full of disbelief. “How do you handle that? Your wife must be amazing. I mean … You’re obviously into both, but still …”
My expression froze at Nico’s amused reaction. How could he take all this so lightly? For more than fourteen years, I had known I was into guys, and with each year that I kept it a secret from my wife, the weight on my shoulders grew heavier. I carried around a ton of baggage and was still doing everything to keep it hidden.
I reminded myself that I owed Nico no explanations but still felt the urge to come clean. He probably had a completely wrong impression of me—which was quite justified. He was the first one I didn’t pay for sex.
“I … uh … Yeah, two months is a long time,” I said, somewhat incredulously. “That’s probably why I let myself get involved with you.”
