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CHAPTERTWENTY-NINE
THIS WAS A bad idea. A really fucking bad idea.
Dom couldn’t even blame the alcohol for what he was about to do, because the truth was, he wanted it. Wanted to shut Luca up, wanted to fuck him until he couldn’t stand, until he was back on his knees, where he belonged.
With Luca’s chin in hand and their lips practically touching, it would be too easy to take him right here. But any of the guys could walk in at any moment, and that was unacceptable.
Dom bit down on Luca’s lower lip and growled, “Get upstairs.”
Luca pulled back, obviously getting the wrong idea, and shook his head. “No.”
Then he reached for the waist of Dom’s pants, intent on getting what he wanted, and Dom had to admit that was a turn-on he hadn’t expected. But nothing was going to happen here.
“Get upstairs,” he said again. “Now. Or I’ll fucking drag you.”
Luca dropped his hands and stared. He thought Dom was getting rid of him, but he couldn’t be more wrong.
“Fine,” Luca said, grabbing the bottle of vodka before heading toward the stairs, muttering curses.
Dom adjusted his growing erection before following Luca upstairs. Luca stood waiting outside the guest room.
“Wrong door,” Dom said, hitting the unlock button for his own. “Get inside before I change my mind.”
Luca blinked, realization finally kicking in, and made his way past Dom quicker than lightning. The door clicked shut behind them, and Dom watched as Luca walked into the center of the room. It wasn’t the first time he’d been in there—that happened the night of the shower. But tonight there was something distinctly different about his room, something Dom hadn’t thought about when he ordered the kid up here.
“Um… What the hell is that?” Luca asked, coming to an abrupt halt as he stared at the wall where the van Gogh that usually hid the one-way mirror had been left open.
Dom said nothing as Luca took a wary step in the direction of the glass. The mirror framed the perfect picture of his room. His bed. The clothes on the rack. The en suite… It was a voyeur’s dream.
Luca shook his head.“I…I don’t understand.”
Oh, he understood just fine. It was just taking a second for his brain to make sense of it through all the alcohol.
“That’s my room.” Luca whipped his head around. “You’ve been watching me? This whole time?”
“Every hour. Every minute.” Dom reached for the bottle Luca held and slid it onto the dresser beside them. Then he stepped forward until Luca’s back was against the glass. “Every fucking piece of clothing you removed.” He reached down and curled his fingers around the hard cock testing the zipper of Luca’s jeans. “I’m going to enjoy finally getting inside that smooth ass of yours.”
Luca’s breathing was much faster now as he pushed his hips forward into Dom’s hand.
“Then what are you waiting for?”
Fuck.The balls on this kid were something else, considering everything he’d just found out. But when he reached down and pressed Dom’s hand even tighter against his erection, it was clear Luca was beyond thinking about anything other than getting what he wanted.
Dom shoved the hand away and flicked open the button of Luca’s jeans. “I didn’t tell you that you could touch.”
Luca’s eyes blazed with rebellion.
“You want this, you play by my rules.” Dom slipped his hand into Luca’s briefs and curled his fingers around the shaft. “That means you do what I want, when I want. You don’t question me. You comply.”
He tightened his grip, and Luca gasped.
“Do I make myself clear?”
Luca gritted his teeth and nodded.
“Good.” Dom swiped his thumb over the sticky head of Luca’s dick and released him, then brought his hand to his mouth and sucked it clean. “I’m gonna hurt you so good you’re going to beg me to never stop.”
Luca’s pupils dilated and his cheeks flushed.
