Page 39 of Sinful Mafia Prince

He moved in front of Luca so they were face to face and leaned in, teasing Luca’s lips with his tongue.

Like everything to do with the man, Dom’s kiss wasn’t gentle—it was all-consuming and intense, and Luca craved it.

Dom squeezed Luca’s ass tight before he tore his lips away and said, “Wrap your legs around me.”

Luca didn’t even know if he had the upper body strength to manage that, but he’d die trying if it meant getting Dom inside him.

He looked up and grabbed the pole above him, and when he pushed off the ground, Dom easily caught him beneath his thighs.

Damn, Luca had forgotten how freakishly strong the man was. His hold was unyielding as Luca wrapped his legs tightly around Dom and crossed his ankles.

Now this wasn’t a position Luca had ever expected to be in. But it meant he’d get to see every ounce of pleasure on Dom’s face as they fucked.

Hell yes.

This close, he could feel Dom’s warm breath on his lips and could practically taste the red wine on his tongue. But Dom withheld his mouth as he guided his dick to Luca’s entrance. “Let me the fuck in.”

Even with the olive oil coating his erection, his sheer size made it a difficult slide, especially in such a tight position, but that hadn’t stopped him before.

With a quick thrust of his hips, Dom shoved himself in deep, and Luca gasped.

“Oh God…oh God.”

Even though Dom had been inside him before, it was still a shock to the system to feel just how full and deep he went.

“Fuck, you feel good.” Dom closed his eyes and stopped moving, like he wanted to relish the feel of being inside Luca. In that moment of pause, Luca couldn’t help but look over the bulging muscles of Dom’s chest and arms that strained under his weight. He had a beautiful body, one Luca wished he could take his time to enjoy and explore. But he’d happily settle for any way Dom wanted to fuck him.

Dom’s eyes opened, the dark depths heavy with lust. Luca barely had time to tighten his grip on the pole above him before Dom began to move, pounding out a punishing rhythm.

It was heaven and hell, just like the man himself, and maybe that was what Luca found so intoxicating. He got just enough of Dom to satisfy his craving, but was never able to touch or reciprocate.

“So damn tight,” Dom said. A bead of sweat trailed down his neck to his chest, and Luca didn’t think, just leaned in and swiped it up with his tongue.

Just when Luca thought he couldn’t get fucked any harder, Dom picked up the pace.It was fast and furious, their tongues tangling together as the ache in Luca’s cock grew to the point of pain. He was so close, and it was torture not to be able to touch himself. But Dom seemed to know exactly what he was putting Luca through, because he ripped his mouth away and gave him a savage smile. He reached for Luca’s dick, and just that had Luca ready to blow. Somehow he managed to keep himself under control, which was made even harder when Dom positioned Luca’s erection straight up between them. Then he moved in close, so that there wasn’t any space between their chests or stomachs.

With every thrust of his hips, Dom’s body jerked against Luca’s cock, creating that friction he so desperately needed.

“Yesss, right there,” Luca said as the pleasure began to overwhelm him. Dom’s cock kept hitting just the right spot, and Luca didn’t know how much longer he could hold on.

“Don’t you dare fucking come. Not until I tell you to.” Dom dug his hands into the back of Luca’s thighs and held him in place, using Luca for his own pleasure.

Luca forced himself to keep his eyes open, watching the way the muscles in Dom’s neck corded from the exertion and memorizing the look on his face. He was just so undeniably sexy, every part of him. As his breathing became more ragged, Luca knew Dom was getting close.

“I want to feel it,” Luca said. “I want to feel you come inside me.”

“Fuck.” Dom drove himself even deeper, once, twice, and as his orgasm hit, he shouted out Luca’s name.

Luca lost his mind. Any control he had was obliterated as the wave of his climax raced through his body and exploded in a hot rush between them. Thank God Dom held him tight through the aftershocks that racked them both, because the force of the orgasm left Luca feeling like he’d melted into a puddle. He didn’t even have the energy left to keep his legs wrapped around Dom anymore. To his surprise, Dom didn’t let him drop, holding on to Luca’s thighs until his feet touched the ground and didn’t collapse under him.

“That was…” Luca tried to find the words, but nothing seemed right. He could barely move right now, let alone think.

“Fucking phenomenal? The best you’ve ever had?” Dom said. “You’re welcome.”

Luca shook his head. Always so arrogant. Not that he was lying.

Dom looked down at the evidence of Luca’s arousal all over his chest and raised a brow. “Thought you’d make a mess of me this time, huh?”

“It’s your fault.”

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