Page 77 of Labor of Love

“Please,” is all I can get out.

Dario moves across the kitchen to where I’m standing. I have to strain my neck to properly look up at him but it’s worth it, getting to see his pretty brown eyes this close. His scent wafts in my direction and I breathe it in greedily. I can’t get enough of it. I want to bury my nose at the source, but Dario has other plans.

“I’m going to take the edge off. Then I’m going to leave and run a few quick errands so we have all the supplies we’ll need. Okay?”

I nod my head, unable to do anything else. With that, Dario falls to his knees. A broken noise leaves my throat at the sight before me. My stomach clenches, my ass somehow grows even more soaked, and my dickthrobs.

Dario makes a soothing noise. “It’s okay. Let me take care of you, Allen.”

I watch with held breath as Dario opens my jeans and pulls my dick free. Without any sort of teasing or hesitation, he takes my dick into his mouth.

“Fuck!” I cry out, overwhelmed. His mouth feels so fucking good. It’s hot and wet around me. His hand goes around the base, stroking the part he doesn’t fit into his mouth. His movements are sure and steady, bringing me to my peak so quickly that I grow lightheaded.

“Dario! Oh my gods! Fuck, you’re gonna make me come.”

He pulls back and smirks up at me. “That’s the point. Give it to me, Allen. Let go,” he says before sucking me in once more.

I don’t hold myself back. It only takes a few more sucks before my orgasm crashes over me. I let out a high-pitched whine as I fill Dario’s mouth with my cum. The pleasure washes over me, and with it, my mind clears.

I touch the side of Dario’s face as he licks my cock clean before gently putting me back into my jeans. He zips them back up and stands. “Feeling better?”

“Much. Thank you. I don’t know how this happened,” I confess softly. “It’s not usually so intense.”

“It can be intense with a partner sometimes but it’ll be okay. I’ll make sure you get through this.”

I look up at him. “I trust you,” I tell him softly and mean it with every fiber of my being. It might be my heat talking butthere’s something about Dario that’s put me at ease and made me feel safe. I’m so fucking glad he’s here to help me through this.

Dario’s eyes somehow soften even further. He leans down and kisses my cheek leaving dancing sparks across my skin as he does. “I’m going to run out really quick but I promise I’ll be right back. Why don’t you go take a nice long shower and then get comfortable in bed.”

“Okay,” I breathe out. “I can do that.”

“I know you can. I’ll see you soon.”

I watch as Dario goes, my stomach sinking to my feet despite the fact that I know he’ll be back soon. I make sure the door is unlocked before heading up to my bedroom, tossing Dario’s shirt onto the bed. I take a quick shower that’s a bit colder than I would usually do but I’m hoping the cold water keeps my head clear.

After that, I head into my bedroom. I forgo any clothes, instead getting into my bed completely naked. I take out Dario’s shirt, breathing in his scent. Lavender hits me and my head swims once more.

Gods, that might have been a bad idea. Dario’s scent is like a drug, I can’t seem to get enough of it. Even as I set the shirt back down, I find myself reaching for it moments later, needing another hit.

My body warms until I have to push my blanket away. It’s so scratchy against my sensitive skin anyway. The cool air makes my skin pebble with goosebumps.

Fuck, where is Dario? I need him. I need him so badly that I ache for it. No other alpha will do. My mind is a mantra ofDario, Dario, Dario.It doesn’t matter that we’ve only just met, it’s him that I crave. It’s him that I want. No, more than that, Ineedhim.

I wrap my hand around my cock while fisting his shirt against my face. It’s at that moment that my bedroom door finally opens.

“Fuck,” Dario says under his breath but my ears still catch it, still hear the way his breath hitches.

There’s something so powerful about knowing that he’s just as into me as I’m into him.

“Dario,” I gasp out, tightening the grip on my dick. “Please!”

“I’ve got you,” he says, pulling his shirt over his head and stepping further into my room. His toned stomach and pecs make me breathless with how much I want to reach out and touch him. I need him like I’ve never needed anything before.

Thank Christ he’s here to give me exactly what I need.

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