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He drops his hand to his dick to stroke himself and pants out, “I’m going to come.”
A low moan escapes me as I run my hand up his back while his muscles all tighten and his head drops. He’s pumping himself as he trembles under my touch, coming in his hand with a guttural groan. The sight, sound and feeling of him coming is bringing me closer to the edge, and I am so fucking close.
Then he’s pulling himself off my dick and turning around to face me with a smile.
“Fuck no, I’m not done,” I shoot at him.
He just lays on his back with a smile, and simply gestures for me to enter him again. “Come on in.”
A breath of frustration escapes me, but I grab him and push into him, needing this more than I need to put him in his place right now.
Immediately, he reaches up to grab the back of my neck, pulling me down. His cum soaked fingers push into my mouth as I fuck his ass, and I come. Hard.
The grip of his hand on the back of my neck, the taste of him on my tongue, the feeling of his eyes on me while waves of pleasure roll through my body… is overwhelming.
And I like it.
We’re staring into each other’s eyes as the remaining waves fade out inside me, our heavy breaths mingling in the small space between us. Until Luca’s gaze drops to my lips.
And I give him what he wants. My lips meet his, and his tongue sweeps my mouth while he tastes himself on me.
When I pull back from him, I’m once again drawn into his eyes. They’re soft, inviting, and… searching.
And I feel the locks start to slide into place once again.
I pull out of him and push myself off the bed, heading into the bathroom without saying a word.
But as I look into the mirror, I don’t see what I was expecting to find. I don’t see the tension, the anger, the hatred, the rigidity, the resentment, the fear…
For the first time, in a long time, I just see me.
I feel like me.
The walls aren’t going up, and the doors aren’t closing.
And why Luca is the only one who has been able to unlock and open those doors, I may never know.
But what I do know… is that something is brewing here. With him. And I’m starting to see it.
I never expected him to actually be good for me.
TWENTY-FIVE
“Luca, over here.” Max waves to me from a corner of the large gym where the grappling tournament is underway.
As I make my way over to him, I let my eyes wander around the space, checking out the rows of mats so multiple matches can take place at one time. The first division of the day is getting started, and I’m pumped to see such a great turnout. It’s a bigger tournament than I expected, which adds to the excitement that I’ve been feeling all morning.
Noah looks up with a smile from his seat on the bench. “Hey, Luca.”
“Hey.” I smile back at him and set my bag down.
Ty is sitting beside him, intently watching the matches that have started. But he subtly raises his eyes to me with an ever so slight nod of his head.
Swoon.
“Here.” Max hands me his phone and I look down at it to see the bracket laid out for my division.
Our division.
