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Activity I’m working my ass off to curb.
I hear the soft tread of Marco’s feet on the carpeted floor behind me. He loops his arms around my waist, and I catch the scent of his cologne. I feel the nudge of his cock against my asscheeks. He’s hard for me, and I grow hard in response. I turn, face him… he’s naked already and I pull him in for a kiss.
Our lips mesh and his tongue seeks mine, drawing it into his hot mouth. He pushes on my shoulders, and I know what he wants. I slide down his body until I’m on my knees. Fuck, his dick is beautiful… thick, veined and ready for me.
“Bravo,” he grunts, buckling his legs as I take him in my mouth.
I taste his salty precum and my own cock fucking throbs. I unbuckle my jeans and take myself in hand, sliding my fingers over the head of my penis while sweeping my tongue across Marco’s tip. I sink more deeply onto him, pressing firmly against his underside with my lips and squeezing my own shaft at the same time.
He groans and threads his hands into my hair, tilting his hips and pushing more of his thickness into my mouth. I open for him and take what he gives me. He begins to thrust deep and steady, the head of his dick grinding against the back of my throat.
With a grunt he withdraws, and I let go of my dick to inhale a sharp breath, ready to suck him off again. But he pulls me up his body and kisses me instead. “Take off your clothes, Alessio.”
I shuffle out of my jeans and he lifts off my sweater. We kiss again, our tongues sliding, our cocks rigid. I reach down to fist him, and his dick twitches in my hand as he releases a moan. He tugs at my shaft, jerking and pulling and stretching my length. I release him with a gasp, the head of my cock pressing into his hand as I grip his rounded ass. He lets go of my dick to hold my butt cheeks, and our cocks meet, rubbing together as we buck against each other, hard flesh against hard flesh, a frantic dance of hips and cock.
Fuck...
My balls tighten, and tingles spark through them. “You feel so good, Marco.” I grind into him.
“Harder, harder,” he growls.
I oblige.
“Yes. Like that. Keep going. Don’t stop!’
His cock jerks against mine and he explodes with a hiss, his cum shooting onto my lower abs. I grunt and thrust, my cock sliding in the slick of his release, and then I’m there too, spilling onto him as I crest the wave. “Ahhh…”
I crush my mouth on Marco’s before deepening the kiss, enjoying the feel of him, this man, my hot lover and best friend.
Sticky with cum, we head for the ensuite bathroom. In the large shower cubicle, I turn on the faucet. Hot water rains down on us with a hiss. I reach for the sponge, and squirt bodywash onto it.
“Stand still.” I spread the warm soapy foam over his skin.
“Your turn,” he says before scrubbing me clean.
We rinse off, dry ourselves and return to the bedroom. We always sleep naked, spooned around each other, and tonight is no exception.
Marco’s breathing slows and soon he’s asleep.
I tell him that I love him, kiss his shoulder and pull him close. Closing my eyes, I try to clear my mind so I can sleep.
Tomorrow I hope to get a lead in the case I’m working on. Tomorrow I might also meet Serafina. Marco has gotten his hopes up, but I’m more of a realist than him. He and I have a bond that’s unbreakable. We should give up on the idea of introducing a woman into the mix. It would only be for sex and just like all the other times would almost certainly lead to tears. Serafina would need to be a special lady to take on the two of us without being bitten by the jealousy bug. One in a million, and what’s the likelihood of that?
Not likely at all.Chapter FourSefiThe sound of church bells wakes me. I blink my eyes open and reach for my phone on the nightstand. Six am, but it feels like I’ve only just gone to sleep. Stupid jetlag—it’s only nine pm in California—I tossed and turned for hours before dropping off.
With a sigh I swing my legs from the bed and cross the tiled floor to the window to pull back the drapes and open the shutters. A blast of cold January air hits me and I quickly slam them shut again. I stare through the glass pane. It’s still dark outside and will be for at least another hour, but the small square below is lit by lamplight.
