Page 38 of Sinful Mafia Prince

Luca shivered, the thought both terrifying and exhilarating. If Dom were truly evil, he’d walk away now and leave him out here all night. But the feral look in his eyes said he didn’t want anything but to satiate the hunger he felt, andthatbit of torture Luca would gladly welcome.

“Don’t go anywhere,” Dom said with a depraved smile as he slowly backed away, running his eyes over his handiwork. “Hmm, almost perfect… But not quite.”

Luca glanced down to his dick standing at rigid attention and wondered what else Dom could be referring to. He didn’t have to wait long to find out, though—Dom moved back to the table and picked up one of the steak knives they’d eaten with earlier.

Luca sucked in a breath as Dom dragged the tip of the blade along the tablecloth, leaving a cut in its wake, and couldn’t help the spike of fear that went down his spine.

A knife? What the hell is he going to do with a knife?

Luca began to tug a little at his restraints, and while he’d thought they were relatively loose, the more he struggled, the tighter they became. Dom chuckled, flipped the knife in the air, and caught it by the handle, a sinful smile curving his lips.

“Having second thoughts?”

“Can you blame me?” Luca’s eyes lowered to the knife as Dom brought it up between them, then he turned the sharp point to Luca’s shirt and flicked the first button free. Luca let out a deep breath.

“No, I don’t suppose I can.” Dom worked his way from the throat of the shirt to the hem. “But a knife has always been my favorite plaything.” He turned and threw the blade at the wooden table. It lodged into the top and remained upright. Then he turned back to Luca and smoothed his hands under the shirt. “Until now.”

Luca sucked in a breath, his adrenaline at a fever pitch after that little mind game.

“Such smooth skin…” Dom trailed his hands over Luca’s chest, ribs, and torso, to the V of his groin, then wrapped his hands around Luca’s cock.

Luca spread his legs a fraction, inviting Dom even closer. Dom growled and scraped his teeth along Luca’s jaw line.

“I shouldn’t want you this fucking much.”

You mean I shouldn’t wantyouthis much,Luca thought, his head falling back as Dom moved to his neck, sucking the sensitive spot beneath his ear. He’d told himself the first time this happened that it wouldn’t again, that he meant nothing to Dom but a rough fuck, but he couldn’t help himself. He wanted this man to want him, as crazy as that was. And goddamn, Dom felt good balls-deep inside of Luca.

Dom’s hands around his cock were driving Luca to the point of madness, and he knew he wouldn’t last long like that.

“Get inside me,” Luca said.

Dom dropped his arms and took a step back. “You making the rules now?”

Luca shook his head. “Please.”

“Hmm. For a second there I thought you’d lost your manners.”

In the mix of moonlight and shadow, Dom looked more tempting than ever. His body was already toned perfection, but standing there shirtless with his pants undone and his erection pointed right at Luca was another level.

“You do look sexy as fuck all tied up. I thought that the first time I saw you. Helpless. Tied to a chair. At the mercy of whatever I wanted to do to you.”

Luca trembled, the memory of being in the basement and utterly terrified doing exactly what it was Dom wanted, reminding him of exactly who each of them were in this scenario. And yet Dom hadn’t laid a finger on him then.

He watched as Dom walked over to the table and picked up the bottle of olive oil they’d drizzled over their dinner, letting it swing from his fingertips as he made his way back to Luca.

“Still hungry?” Luca said, eyeing the bottle.

“Fucking famished.” Dom poured a bit of the oil into his palm and began to slick himself up, getting his dick nice and lubed.

Luca’s ass clenched in anticipation.

Then Dom walked slowly around Luca and ran his hands over the curves of his ass. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll be grateful these curtains are holding you up.”

A few seconds later, Luca felt an oil-slicked finger sliding along the crack of his ass and saw the bottle drop to the ground as Dom spread his cheeks wide. Dom pushed a finger against Luca’s tight entrance, and Luca let out an exhale and pushed back.

“Fucking greedy.” Dom used two fingers this time, and then sank his teeth into the curve of Luca’s ass.

“Oh shit.” It was an unexpected but welcome sting, made all the better when Dom licked a path over it. His fingers were still moving inside, stretching Luca to make way for Dom’s immense dick. But Dom didn’t stay down for long, and just as Luca expected him to grab his hips and enter him from behind, Dom did the exact opposite.

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