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“I feel so damn useless here, and after a week without sex, I was almost going crazy. After all, I’m used to having sex very often. I felt like a parasite. Then Hector joked that I could pay my rent that way. And so one thing led to another.”

“You don’t need to do that. You’re living here on my dime. If you’re having sex with Hector just because you feel guilty, then no, you don’t need to.”

“As I said,” I said in a deliberately deep voice. “I didn’t do it just because of that.”

Luca nodded in understanding. “Would you also have sex with me?”

I laughed. It was just like back then at Exil, when he asked me if I would also kiss him. I hadn’t done it back then, but it might have saved me a lot of trouble if I had. “Yes,” I replied monotonously. “I want to fuck you hard.”

“Holy …” he exclaimed. Disturbed, he shook his head and laughed. “You really call things by their names.”

“It comes easily to me,” I admitted, without taking my eyes off him. He had no idea how hot he was.

“Okay … uh … you want to … I’ve never … I mean … I’ve used a dildo before, but I’ve never been a bottom. Like you were with Hector yesterday … I think I’m more a Hector.”

I laughed out loud, then became serious again. “I won’t let you top me. Not for fun.”

“Is that another one of your rules? Like how you didn’t want to kiss me because I’m not a client?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, then … I guess I have no choice but to …” He cleared his throat and licked his lips.

“Do you even know how adorable you are?”

“No,” he replied softly. “I really have no idea.”

“Help me to my room.” Finishing the beer in two swallows, I pushed myself up from the table. “I’ll show you.”

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Juri

Even the fuck with Hector hadn’t been able to completely release the pressure that had built up for days. My body craved satisfaction, and now, with Luca lying naked in front of me, my breath caught in my throat. I couldn’t remember ever having had such a toned and well-shaped body in bed before.

Luca wasn't a hulking man. Though more muscular than me, he still had a wiry build. The sight of his six-pack made me swallow hard. His tense upper arms weakened me. His chest muscles and small dark nipples were irresistible.

I knelt between his legs, my broken foot behind me over the edge of the bed and caressed his perfect upper body. Each of my touches made him shudder and tense his muscles. I continued until he got used to me and relaxed under my warm hands. In the process, blood gathered in his penis and slowly erected it. Luca gripped the pillow tightly under my greedy gaze, swallowing expectantly and looking at me with a longing sparkle in his eyes.

“How can someone be so sexy?” I whispered and kneaded his abdominal muscles.

His cock twitched and cried out for attention. Luca exhaled. I stroked his thighs, first on the outside, then on the inside. He shuddered and pushed out his chest.

“Do you like that?” I asked, fondling the area next to his balls.

He nodded, but I saw uncertainty flicker across his face. I stroked his belly again, leaned over him, and stared deep into his eyes. The touch of our lips sent a tingling sensation over my skin. I kissed Luca, invaded his mouth with my tongue, and absorbed his scent. Luca hastily wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly.

Pulling away from his lips, I kissed down his neck, chest, and stomach. He whimpered as I made sure not to touch his penis.

“What are you doing to me?” He closed his eyes and moaned.

I laughed and dove even deeper. “Don’t worry. It’ll get its turn. But first, this.”

As soon as he realized where I was going, he spread his legs even wider. God, the guy was flexible. I put a hand on the back of his left thigh and pushed the leg back a bit more. I kissed a trail down to his balls, eliciting a moan from Luca. As I dove even deeper and nudged his hole with my tongue, he squirmed.

“Fuck … Juri …”

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