Page 52 of Sparring Partners
“Please, Adrian.”
Two words, no more than a breathy whisper, were a missile exploding in Adrian’s balls. He moved in closer, bringing his lips to Luca’s ear. Heat radiated from Luca’s flushed skin, searing his own,
“Then you’re going to have to ride me. You’re going to have to ride every inch of my cock. Is that what you want, babe? You want to ride my cock?” Adrian squeezed and rubbed Luca’s swollen length, every tiny jolt, every tremor of need feeding his own hunger.
Luca swallowed hard, and nodded.
Adrian edged him towards the bed. “Do you really think I’d just give it to you? You can have what you want, but you’re going to have to work for it.” Pushing Luca onto his back, he shoved his legs apart.
Luca gasped. “Work for it? What are you?—”
“I said you’ll get my cock, but first you’re going to let me taste that gorgeous arse of yours.”
Grabbing a pillow, Adrian positioned it under Luca’s hips, canting him upwards. Running his hands along Luca’s thighs he eased his legs wider.
Adrian breathed deep, trying to calm the runaway beat of his heart. The temptation to fall on Luca, to gorge and feast, grabbed at him, but as he drank in the site of Luca, naked and exposed in every way, more than anything he wanted to make it good for the man who was quietly stealing his heart.
“You okay, babe?” Adrian murmured as he pressed a line of soft kisses along the inside of one of Luca’s thighs. He smiled when Luca answered with a sigh.
Anything Luca wanted, anything he needed, Adrian would give it all. The morning’s events were to be swept aside as though they’d never been, leaving a clean slate only they would make their mark on.
More kisses, some licks and soft nips, past Luca’s heavy balls, through the short, rough hair, all the way down. Adrian’s mouth watered as he pressed a kiss to Luca’s fluttering hole. He breathed in deep, soaking his senses in Luca’s musk rich scent, taking a moment to savour the man laid out before him, before he ran the flat of his tongue across Luca’s hot, tight entrance.
Luca groaned, arching his back, pushing himself at Adrian’s mouth. He gripped the sheets as Adrian teased and licked, and teased again, his tongue expertly exploring every patch of hot flesh.
“Please,” Luca pleaded, panting heavily.
Adrian grinned against Luca’s skin, sucking, licking, and sucking again, drawing muttered, incoherent moans and curses, stretching out the tease as he stretched the ring of Luca’s tight muscle, before plunging his tongue inside him. Luca clenched hard around him, pushing, urging him deeper. Wet noise filled the bedroom, as Adrian pulled out and sucked and licked and sucked again.
A ragged sigh broke on Luca’s lips as his body trembled with pleasure. “God, yes,” he gasped.
“You like that, baby? You want more of my mouth?” Adrian ground out, his voice burning his throat like sun baked gravel.
“I—oh, Jesus, I…” The rest of Luca’s words were swallowed up in a breathy, agonising cry as Adrian pushed hard into Luca’s hot, rough passage.
Adrian’s neglected cock bobbed against his stomach, begging for attention, so heavy and aching it teetered on the edge of pain. His balls began their tell tale tingle. Squeezing his eyes closed he snaked a hand down and squeezed the base of his cock, fending off his own rising orgasm. Agony, it was fucking burning, searing agony. But he could and would wait, because this was all for Luca. Everything his man needed and wanted from him, he would give it all.
His man.
His man. Luca was his. The words echoed in his head, driving him on.His. All his.
Reaching up, he grabbed hold Luca’s hips, holding him steady as he continued to thrust his tongue in and out as Luca’s moans and gasps ripped through the thick, sex scented air.
Adrian pulled away, falling back on his heels, breathing hard as he dragged the back of his hand across his wet, swollen lips. He crawled back up Luca’s body until their faces were level with each other, and claimed a deep kiss, every bit as hot and wet as Luca’s sweet hole.
“Ready for my cock now?” Adrian growled in a low voice.
Luca swallowed and nodded. “Yes,” he said, the word little more than a croak.
Rolling on the condom, and slathering his sheathed dick in lube was the work of seconds. Riding his dick through his tunnelled fist and bringing himself to complete fullness again, Adrian watched Luca as Luca watched him. A smile lifted his lips. Luca was worlds away from the cool, sophisticated man he showed to the rest of the world as he stared, mesmerised, at Adrian’s cock, slipping and sliding through his palm.
With his free hand, Adrian thrust the lube at Luca, raising an eyebrow as he did. It broke the spell holding Luca rigid, and he scrambled up to his knees, squirting slick onto his fingers and applying it to himself.
“Come here.”
Luca edged towards him, sighing when Adrian placed his hands either side of his face.
“I want you so much, more than you can ever imagine.” He gazed into Luca’s eyes, his heart twisting at the trust he saw there. He took a breath, and a moment, to steady his voice. “But I don’t want to hurt you. If it’s too much, if you want to stop at any?—”
