Page 80 of Attraction (Mobsters + Billionaires 3)
He pulls back and snaps forward, and I feel myself come apart.
“Like that?”
I nod frantically and reach for my cock, stroking in time with his grunts, squeezing around him tighter and tighter. He adjusts the angle just a hair and…halle-fucking-lujah. Ultimate pleasure unfurls through my muscles and my vision goes white. I come harder than I ever have in my entire life.
There’s cum on my chin. I’ve never done that before.
Luca leans in and licks what he can reach, then comes with one final thrust, holding it…holding it. His face is red, the veins on his neck bulge, and the strong pulse inside me makes my cock leak.
He’s breathing heavily as he collapses on top of me.
“Jesus Christ, Ford. Your ass is a fucking miracle.”
I laugh, and pride fills my chest, even as a deep ache settles inside me.
“Your cock is the miracle, Luca. I am so going to love being a slut for you.”
His chuckle shakes my insides, and I collapse into the soft mattress.
I can’t imagine a better first time.
21
LUCA
I thoughtI knew Ford Bradley. Thought I had the full measure of him, but I was so wrong. Making love to Ford has changed an essential part of me.
And it has nothing to do with his virginity.
I call him my little bird, partially because I can see the ways in which he is delicate but also because I see the ways in which he soars. Making love to him was like flying with him, and I saw things I never thought I’d see.
Sex can sometimes be funny, and it’s always a joy when you’ve got a partner who goes with the flow. But I have never belly laughed while making love to someone and had them belly laugh right along with me. It dissipated the anxiety about the act and let us simply be together.
I hadn’t considered my own pleasure because this was about him and his first time. I assumed there would be awkwardness, and yeah, there kind of was, but it wasn’t like screwing some clueless boy. Ford is a man very much aware of his own pleasure and mature enough to communicate it.
That combination of joyful and new and confident made the sex enjoyable and also gave me one of the most powerful orgasms I’ve ever had. I lost my fucking mind and somehow ended up feeling like the one who was new to all of this.
These are my thoughts as I watch him sleep, the morning sun filtering through his hair, glinting off his eyelashes and morning stubble. After a few moments, he begins to move, stretching like a cat, lazy and perfect as he blinks up at me.
“Good morning,” he says, scratching my jawline.
“Good morning, little bird.” I run my hand up his belly, chest, and neck and back down again. “How are you feeling this morning?”
“Horny.”
His sexy, full teeth smile hits the core of me, and my cock begins to thicken.
“That so?”
He nods, stretching his arms above his head, arching and undulating, so sleepy, so sexy. Even his yawn turns me on.
I lean in and swallow his morning wood, loving the way he contracts around me, leg thrown over my body, torso bent over my head. I imagine how we must look from the view above, like an abstract painting filtered through sunlight.
“Mm, I want you inside me so bad,” he murmurs, thrusting into my mouth.
I reluctantly pull away from his cock. “You sure? I don’t want to overdo it.”
“You won’t,” he says, confident. “I have had plenty of practice with my favorite toys.”
