Page 5 of Desperately Delicate Viper

I step through the double doors, set my bag down at the foot of the lush, king-sized bed, then spin around to face Luca. He’s only a few paces behind me, flushed, with just a hint of shyness in his dark eyes. The man is an enigma. He had no trouble approaching me at Wonderland and telling me exactly what he wanted, and I’m sure that if I’d let him, he would have bullied those people into taking the next elevator. He must be used to getting his way considering the whole exchange with the woman at the hotel desk. But that’s not what he wants from me. He said he wants to get burned.

I glance at his watch again and hold back the twitch of a smirk that threatens to give me away. I think I can deliver exactly what he’s looking for tonight, and then some.

I sit down on the end of the bed and pull one leg up to cross it over my knee so I can undo the laces on my boot. Luca unrolls his sleeves and then reaches up to start undoing his buttons, starting at the collar of his shirt.

An uncomfortable silence lingers between us for a few breaths before I decide that I need to find out exactly what he’s looking for, and if I can test a theory at the same time, all the better. I harden my gaze again the same way I did in the elevator.

“Stop,” I order, and his hands freeze instantly. I kick my first boot loose then switch to the other, keeping my eyes trained on Luca’s. “Be a good boy and tell meexactlywhat you want tonight.”

His breath hitches and his pupils dilate against the already dark backdrop of his irises. He darts his tongue out to wet his lips, and my cock swells with interest all over again at the way his pouty mouth glistens.

“I want you to take me apart,” he says hoarsely. “I want you to be rough with me and I want you to fuck me.”

My throat tightens with the urge to moan, and I have to work hard to keep my eyelids from fluttering and my bored expression from faltering. I’ve never had to try this hard to stay detached and impassive. I’ve never had to work at itat all. It’s a natural defense mechanism that’s always served me well. But there’s something about Luca that’s tempting me to let go. Maybe it’s the way he checks boxes I didn’t even know I had, or maybe it’s the heady feeling of being less than three weeks from freedom that’s making me reckless.

Fuck it. I deserve to have fun for once in my life, don’t I? I deserve to know what it feels like to actually enjoy sex, even if Luca is still just a paying customer.

I let the impassive mask fall away and his lips part with a soft moan. The bulge between his legs twitches visibly. I kick my second boot off, letting it fall to the floor with a thud, and then Isplay my legs apart so he can see the answering swell of arousal pressing against the front of my shorts.

“Is that as specific as you’d like to be?” I slide a hand between my thighs to squeeze my erection, then reach up and grab a handful of the back of my tank top so I can tug it over my head. “Because if you have any more requests, you should tell me now before I use my top to gag you and then fuck you within an inch of your life.”

His throat bobs with a thick swallow. I slide off the bed and close the space between us in a few steps. This place is so posh that the carpet is actually soft under my bare feet, instead of threadbare and concerningly sticky. But that thought is a fleeting one as I press myself up against Luca, his hands trembling as he continues to hold them still, halfway through unbuttoning his shirt. I stretch my tank top in front of him and arch an eyebrow, giving him one last chance.

He shakes his head and licks his lips again, and this time I don’t hold back the wicked grin that spreads over my face.

“Good boy,” I purr, pressing up onto my tiptoes and shoving my shirt into his mouth. The fabric stifles a moan and his eyes roll back.

He jerks his hips to grind against me as I reach around to tie a knot behind his head. Heat coils in the pit of my stomach in response.

I take a step back to appreciate my work. The air of confidence and swagger that has been radiating off of Luca since he shoved the other men aside at the club is gone now, replaced by a simpering, submissiveneedthat makes me dizzy in the best way. My bare chest expands with the deep breaths I drag in, my nipples tightening and my cock throbbing with a level of arousal I didn’t know was possible. A dribble of precum slicks out of my slit to dampen my briefs.

I hum in approval, taking a step back toward the bed again. “I suppose you probably need a safeword… or gesture.” Luca shakes his head slowly, and I snort. “Well, just in case, if you want me to stop, just flip me the bird.”

His eyes dance with amusement and he laughs around his gag, then nods.

“Perfect. Now…” I pop the buttons on my shorts and shimmy out of them, taking my underwear with them. I fold both and set them down next to my shoes so I won’t have to waste time searching for them later. Luca makes a strangled sound, and I sit back down on the end of the bed, bracing my hands behind me and casually spreading my legs so I’m fully on display for him. I feel a bit like a king with billion-thread-count sheets caressing my bare ass as I make ago-aheadgesture.

Luca resumes undoing the buttons on his shirt, letting it fall open little by little as he works his way down, exposing his chest, covered in the same dark hair as his arms. There’s a tattoo on the bottom left edge of his rib cage that looks like a family crest of some kind. His nipples are an almost chocolate color that makes my mouth water with the urge to suck and bite them until they’re wet and swollen. He shrugs out of his shirt, letting it flutter to the floor in a pile at his feet before tugging his belt open and undoing his pants. He’s not wasting time putting on a show, and I’m more than okay with that. I don’t need a striptease, I just need him naked. He takes off his watch and places it on the dresser just inside the door. I track it with my eyes and then return my gaze to him.

I cup my cock, teasing the silky skin of my shaft with my fingertips and catching another smear of precum on my palm as he shoves his pants and briefs down to pool around his feet. His cock is long and thick, uncut, and nearly as dark as his nipples. It sways heavily as he steps out of his pants. His balls are justas big, swollen and weighty looking, tempting me with visions of sucking and licking his sac until it’s taut and oversensitive.

My cock jerks against my palm and I squeeze myself, nearly drunk on the lust that’s coursing through me for the first time in my life. I hold up my finger and make a spinning motion with it and Luca behaves, turning around to give me a good look at his ass, which somehow manages to look even better bare than it did in his pants that probably cost enough to make me choke.

I slide off the bed and take two steps before falling to my knees behind him. He trembles a little and I lean forward to sink my teeth into the fleshy swell of his cheek. Luca jumps with a muffled shout, and I grab his hips to keep him from getting away. Chuckling darkly, I switch to the other cheek and bite down just as hard. This time, he rumbles a moan and thrusts his hips back towards me, begging for more.

“You said you wanted me with some bite,” I tease, giving him one more nip before drawing my hand back to land a loud, satisfyingthwackagainst the damp spot that’s already starting to bruise with the shape of my mouth. With his legs just slightly spread, I can see the excited twitch of his balls as they draw up a little tighter from my rough treatment.

I go back and forth a few times, alternating between hard bites and stinging slaps until both of his ass cheeks are warm and his back is heaving with his heavy, trembling breaths. The flex of his right bicep catches my attention, the motion unmistakable even from this angle.

I force his legs another inch apart and reach between them to grab his balls roughly. My cock pulses and dribbles with the feeling of them tensing in my grasp and the muted whine he lets out.

“Hands off,” I command. “I’ll decide if and when you come, slut.” I didn’t know I had dirty talk like this in me, but it tumbles from my lips without pause, and Luca’s balls twitch violently inmy hold again as he makes another horny sound deep in his chest.

He drops his hands to his sides, and I reward him by clenching my fingers just a little harder around his sac for half a second before releasing him. After one more quick swat to each ass cheek, I get to my feet and press myself against Luca from behind.

With our height difference, my cock ends up between his thighs, bumping against his taint and nudging at his balls. I’ve never wanted to taste anyone before, not outside of a jerk off fantasy, anyway. But a moan vibrates through me as I press a hot, open-mouthed kiss to the back of his shoulder, my mouth filling with the slightly sweet taste of his skin. I flick my tongue over the spot before sinking my teeth in the same way I did with his ass, sucking his flesh hard enough that I’m sure to leave a bruise.

This is the only night I’ll ever see Luca, and there’s no doubt that by the time I leave he’ll hate me, but there’s satisfaction in leaving marks all over him anyway, in pretending for just an hour that this is more than it is.

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