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As I move my finger in and out of his ass, my eyes roam over the cuts and bruises on his body, blending in and almost hidden among the colorful tattoos covering his torso. And when my eyes land on the unicorn tattoo, I can’t help but huff out a breath of amusement and push another finger into him.
Luca grunts and fists the bedsheets, rolling his hips in an attempt to ask for more. So I bring my head down, running my tongue over the flesh of his ass and reach between his legs to stroke his cock.
“Fuck, Ty,” Luca groans into the bed. “I feel like I could come right now.”
“Don’t,” I say, not letting up.
He lets out a pained grunt, almost like a whimper, as I push a third finger into his ass.
“Jesus Christ,” he breathes out as he reaches down to bat my hand away from his cock. “I’m fucking serious.”
“I am too,” I say, continuing to relentlessly finger his ass. “Don’t come.”
“Argh,” he moans, dropping his head to the bed again. “Fuck you.”
I smirk as I curl and move my fingers inside him, pulling whimpers and moans from him as he tries desperately to hold it together. But I want to push this further.
“You’re the one who went soft on me,” I say. “You’ve gotta pay for that.”
Luca turns his head to glare at me, but before he can respond, I manage to push a fourth finger inside of him.
“Holy fuck.” He pushes back up onto his hands and as he writhes and moans, it looks like he’s about to lose control.
“Fuck,” I mutter as I watch my fingers in his ass, pushing them in deeper. He groans loudly, and now the need to dominate him is quickly morphing into a desire to provide him with as much pleasure as possible.
I grip his hip tight with my other hand and push my fingers deep into him again. “You look so fucking good like this, with my fingers deep in your perfect fucking ass. You’re doing such a good job, getting ready for my cock.”
Luca’s body shudders, and he groans so loudly I almost think I should put my hand over his mouth to quiet him. But fuck that.
We’re celebrating.
I pump my fingers in his ass a few more times before I pull them out and push him onto his back. His cock is weeping, and I lean down to lick the rope of precum leaking from his tip. “Fuck, you taste good.”
His hands land on my shoulders and he pushes me back as he sits up, breathing heavily with a shake of his head. “I can’t tell if you’re trying to please or torture me.”
I shrug one shoulder. “Both.”
He blows out a breath. “Asshole.”
I place a hand on his chest to push him back again, but he doesn’t move, grabbing my wrist instead as he stares into my eyes.
“And who says you get to call all the shots here?” he asks, tightening his grip on my wrist.
My eyes move between his, taking in the bruising around each one and the cut and swelling on the side of his face. After what he went through tonight, I guess I can let him have some control here.
“What is it you want to do to me, Mitchell?” I ask, keeping my eyes on his.
The corner of his lips tilt up in a lopsided smile. “I don’t think your comeback is over quite yet.” He then smiles wider. “And I’m still hungry for your ass.”
I huff as my eyes drop to his busted lip. “You think you can do that?”
He leans back, pulling my wrist so I fall forward with him. But then he pushes me so I’m on my back, and he’s on top of me.
“Fine.” He nudges my knee aside with his, then tilts his head towards the lube on the bed. “Lube,” he says in a simple, demanding tone.
My eyes narrow, the urge rising to push him off me and go back to teaching him a fucking lesson.
But I don’t, and I reach for the lube and pass it to him.
