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CHAPTERNINETEEN
THE WARM WATER acted like a balm to Dom’s overly sensitive skin. He moved under the showerhead and let the powerful water rain down over his body.
The beat-down on the Fiore had done exactly what he needed it to: it had released the pent-up frustration and irritation at being sidelined and given him a moment of clarity as to why he was locked up here with this kid.
Kid… Huh.How long did he think he could keep calling Luca that in his head in the hopes that he’d start seeing him that way? It certainly hadn’t happened so far, and with Luca’s eyes trailing his naked body, it wasn’t going to happen anytime soon.
Even now, Dom could feel Luca’s gaze on him as he tilted his head back under the spray.
This was a new angle, a new possibility Dom hadn’t thought of before. An opportunity to take advantage of Luca in a way that could see results.
Yes. It was clear Luca was attracted to Dom despite the circumstances he found himself in, and Dom could very well use that to his advantage. Secrets, lies, revenge, and sex—they all went hand in hand. Not that he planned to have sex with a Fiore—no fucking way. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t indulge in the release he could get from imagining screwing Luca over.
Now that seemed like the perfect way to end his night.
Dom reached for the body wash and poured a good amount in his palm, and from out the corner of his eye saw Luca shift on his seat. A perverse sense of satisfaction skated down Dom’s spine to his balls.
It was fucked up and completely unhinged, but the idea of knowing he could get this bright, shiny, all-American good boy to tremble from fear and excitement was suddenly his number one goal.
Dom swiped his palm over his chest and abs, lathering up the skin until soapy suds began to pool at his feet. He kept his eyes at half-mast and continued to sweep his hands up and down his ribcage. When he reached the V of his groin, Dom moved both hands into play, curling one around his thickening length as he swooped the other down under his balls. His toes curled into the tile beneath his feet as a growl of pleasure began to vibrate through him, and when he heard a shocked gasp across the room, he tightened his fingers on his dick and pulled.
The move sent a ricochet of agony up through his wounded arm, and the burning pain sent a second shock wave of pleasure to his pulsing dick. His eyes flew open and locked on Luca’s.
The kid was mesmerized. He’d moved to the end of the seat he’d been cowering in minutes earlier and now looked like someone on the ragged edge. His face was flushed, his mouth was parted, but just as Dom began to pump his dick a little faster, he caught it.
The slight darting of the eyes. The calculated assessment of distance Luca was making between his chair and the vanity. Just like Dom, who’d been willing to use the moment to his advantage, Luca made his move.
Luca shot out of the seat and across the tiled floor toward the vanity where Dom had put his phone. But unfortunately for Luca, his reflexes were that of an unskilled player, and Dom was out of the shower and behind him before Luca’s hand even met the marble.
Luca scrambled for the phone, sending it sliding across the counter, as Dom crowded in behind him. Naked, wet, and fully hard, Dom pinned him at the waist and shoved him down by the neck to the counter. Luca struggled against the prone position, but when Dom jammed his hips up against his ass, he quickly stopped.
“Now why’d you have to go do something stupid like that?”
Luca panted as his eyes found Dom’s in the mirror. “Let me go.”
“That’s not going to happen.” Dom flexed his fingers and then leaned down slowly until his mouth was by Luca’s ear. “In fact, I think I like you right here.”
Luca’s jaw clenched as he glared up at Dom.
“I think this is what you wanted all along. Isn’t it…Luca.”
“I don’t want anything from you.”
“No?” Dom flicked his tongue over Luca’s earlobe, making him flinch. “Are you sure about that?”
He slid his free hand down beneath the vanity, and his palm found Luca hard inside his jeans.
“Surefeelslike you want something from me.”
“So what?” Luca angled his chin up, defiant even in his vulnerable state, and something about that boldness endeared him to Dom. “You’re just going to take it? Why am I not surprised? You murder people, why not throw in this?”
There were many lines that Dom had crossed in his years, but taking advantage of someone in that way was not one of them. He may not have many morals, but this was one. The only people he ever had relations with were those who were willing, and that wasn’t about to change. No matter how mouthy, frustrating, and tempting they might be.
With a firm yank, Dom hauled Luca upright and spun him around until his ass was against the vanity. “You try that again, Iwillkill you.”
He released Luca with a grunt and took a step back, then he whipped a towel off the rack and wrapped it around his waist. As he scooped up his phone, he noticed rivulets of blood again marring his skin, and eyed Luca where he was still glued to the vanity.
“Come. I need you to fix this.”
