Page 43 of Karma Kitty Christmas
“Why did he pick you?” Isaac asked, gulping lemonade gratefully.
“The last guy he paid to install his pool left half a hole in the ground and dumped cement in it,” Jimmy Bob said disgustedly. “Some people are just crooks. This guy’s friends had hired us for a different job—what was it, Luc?”
“We replaced his roof,” Luca said. “The one with all the gables, remember?”
“Oh God—yeah, how could I forget! Another job that people usually pick a specialist for. Anyway, we must have done a good job, because this rich guyonlywantsus. Luca here spent amonthdoing homework, reading up on shit, calling guys known for installing pools, asking their friends, before he’d even touch the job.”
Luca shuddered. “He’s paying us afortune, Jimmy. I mean, afortune. But God, we can’t screw this up.”
“Yeah,” Jimmy Bob said, nodding at Isaac. “So we really appreciate how you’re not bitching at him about his weird hours for this one. He’s doing his best, you know?”
“Always,” Isaac had said, gazing at Luca in a way that made him feel like he could accomplisheverything. “He’s always doing his best.”
Isaac was looking at him that way now. “I… I’m putting some trust in you,” he said. “That you’ll tell me. If I’m not opening my world, my heart up enough for you. You’re a good guy, Luca. You deserve someone who can absolutely give as much to you as you give already. I know I’ve still got some work to do in my heart, but God, do I want to start living again in a bigger world. I want to live there with you.”
Oh, Luca wanted him. Any way he could get him, Luca wanted him.
“Check us out,” he murmured, cupping Isaac’s cheek in his palm. “All our talk about our misspent youth, and we’re having the relationship talk before the sex. I feel like this is primeadulting here—I’m not sure if our worldgetsany bigger than this.”
Isaac may have laughed then, but if he did, it was swallowed by Luca’s kiss.
Deep, hard, and curiously unfettered, everything about Isaac’s touch, his taste, spoke of want and yearning and a blood-pulsing joy that this time they didn’t have to stop.
It was like getting in a raft and knowing that cruising the rapids was the point. Exhilarating and exciting and maybe a little bit scary, but oh, the adventure would be worth it.
Luca felt that curious sense of immersion in the moment, in the body and the touch of this one particular person, that he’d rarely felt with a lover. Almost always there was a sense of time, of place. Was there a roommate listening? Could anybody see? Was he touching this person right? Could he ignore that his nipple had been flicked twenty thousand times?
But with Isaac, in this living room he’d come to feel so comfortable in, in the arms of a man he’d come to regard as a necessary part of his day, he lost himself, as dreamy and as happy as Isaac’s damned cat.
It was Isaac who had to pull back, panting, and say, “Luca, we should… you know. Bedroom.”
Luca nodded, gulping air, and gazed at him helplessly. “How did this get better?” he asked, remembering their first kiss under the late spring sky. Here it was, ripe summer, and the kisses were only sweeter.
“Got no idea.” Isaac rolled off him and held his hand out. “But we need….” He gestured to himself, and Luca saw the hair all mussed, the khaki shorts unbuttoned, his T-shirt rucked up, showing his tight little middle.
Luca made a sound he’d previously only heard inYoung Frankenstein, and a half-amused, half-starvingsmile interrupted some of the kissing fog on Isaac’s face.
“Come on, Monster,” he said dryly. “If I’m gonna hit the high notes tonight, we’ve got to be upstairs in my bedroom.”
Luca laughed and made that sound again, playfully following Isaac as he checked the door and turned out the lights, making sure he squeezed Isaac’s backside or caressed his upper arm or snuck in a playful kiss whenever Isaac let him catch up.
When Luca got to the base of the stairs, he turned to surprise Isaac with a kiss and was pleased to find Isaac right there, ready to surprisehim. Their lips touched, and the kiss exploded, taking all of the playfulness, the game of catch and release, and turning it incendiary.
Isaacdevouredhim, and Luca melted, sitting down hard on the third step and pulling Isaac onto his body as he leaned back and returned the kiss. He placed one hand on Isaac’s backside and pressed him into the juncture of Luca’s thighs, and Isaac moaned softly, bucking against Luca’s swollen groin.
“If you don’t go upstairs,” Isaac panted, “so help me, your sister’s going to catch us here while I’m sucking your cock.”
The image of Isaac’s mouth on him was enough to make Luca moan, but the threat of Allegra waking up and catching them was more than enough to make him scramble upright and race to the top of the stairs, Isaac at his heels.
Together, the tumbled into Isaac’s darkened bedroom and shed clothes until Luca pushed Isaac back against the door, satisfied when he heard it snick shut before he fell on his knees in front of this surprising, funny,sexyman.
“Oh wow,” Isaac breathed as Luca gazed up into his eyes and ran his hands up and down Isaac’s thighs and concave tummy. “We’re doing this.”
“Please God, yes,” Luca murmured, before tracing his lips along the length of Isaac’s cock.
Isaac let out a sigh and tangled his fingers in Luca’s hair, urging him on.
Luca didn’t need urging. He wanted it in his mouth more than his lungs wanted air. He pulled the length in, allowing it to glide along his tongue, relaxing his throat to take it, and Isaac whooshed out a breath as he thumped his head back against the door.
