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The question hung heavy in the charged atmosphere, and Felix could practically feel the electric current of their desire crackling between them. There was something raw and primal about Dante's presence — an animal magnetism that threatened to swallow Felix whole. His pulse quickened, his body aching with a need he'd never experienced before.
He'd always been stuck in his head. He'd lived his life carefully thinking over each action, plotting his life out step by step, too afraid of what might happen if he slipped.
But when he'd been in Dante's car, over his lap, all of that had faded away. Just for that moment, he'd let himselfdesire, had let himself need, ache…
"Answer me," Dante demanded, his voice low and dangerous.
Felix hesitated, struggling to put his swirling thoughts into words. It was like Dante had seen straight through him, reading the insecurities and desires that plagued his mind. He swallowed hard, feeling exposed and vulnerable under Dante's unwavering gaze.
"You were right, okay?" Felix finally admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I need the money… but I don't want to sleep with strangers. Nice onesandbad ones… I don't want them."
Dante's grip on Felix's chin softened, his thumb brushing over Felix's lower lip in a tantalizing caress. The touch sent a ripple of pleasure coursing through Felix, leaving him breathless. "Do I count as a stranger?"
"With how many times you made me come? I hope not."
Dante laughed at that, a full-throated sound that made Felix's pulse beat a little faster.
He wanted more of that.
Felix's heart raced, equal parts terror and excitement coursing through his veins. He knew that surrendering to Dante meant crossing a line from which there would be no return, but the prospect of finally shedding the weight of his virginity -- and experiencing the passion that had been simmering between them since their first encounter -- was too tempting to resist.
"Please," he whispered, the word both a plea and an invitation.
Dante's eyes shone with the lights of the city far below. "Your wish is my command."
Chapter six
"Please,Dante,"Felixwhispered,his voice trembling with need, "I want you to be my first."
He wasn't sure what he had been expecting. He'd thought that there was something in the way Dante looked at him… But he'd never actually been with a man before. He wasn't sure if it was willful imagination, just a case of reading too much into a situation both of them had been thrown into against their wills.
Was he just an annoyance? Some dumb kid demanding too much attention from Dante?
He had been trying to shoulder the burden of responsibility for too long, forced to grow up too fast. Being around Dante -- a man's man if ever he'd seen one -- made him feel like he could let go again.
But Felix didn't have to wait long for an answer.
He only had time to suck in a breath of air before Dante kissed him.
Felix's initial shock melted into a delicious warmth that spread through his body. The touch of Dante's rough, calloused hands on his face was surprisingly gentle, guiding and encouraging. It was a stark contrast to the hardened exterior he displayed to the rest of the world.
He surrendered himself completely to the moment, a wave of pure bliss washing over him. His doubts and insecurities were replaced by the intoxicating touch of Dante's lips. He wrapped his arms around Dante's broad shoulders, pulling him closer, hanging on to him.
Dante's hands roamed over Felix's body, igniting every nerve with desire. A soft whimper escaped Felix's lips as he moaned into the kiss, the sound muffled by Dante's lips and the rush of blood in his ears. He felt the way Dante's lips curved in a smirk at the sound, clearly pleased with himself.
You smug asshole, he thought, but he was too lost to care. His hands found their way to Dante's strong arms, gripping onto them tightly as if to anchor himself in this moment.
Lost in the heat of the moment, Felix let go of the worries that had burdened him for so long. The weight of responsibility, the fear of inadequacy, all faded into the background. It was just him and Dante, sharing a stolen moment in the dimly lit car.
Dante broke away to press hot kisses against Felix's neck. Each kiss sent sparks of pleasure coursing through Felix's veins, making him moan and lean into Dante's touch, his skin erupting in goosebumps.
"God," he gasped, losing himself in the sensation of Dante's powerful hands exploring his body. He dropped his eyes, feeling overwhelmed -- but that was a mistake. It only let him see Dante's arousal, hard in his jeans. The sight ignited his own desires to levels he had never experienced before. He breathed fast, feeling desperate for more.
No stock market banker could ever make him feel this alive, thiswanted.
"Fuck, kid," Dante growled, his hands gripping the younger man's hips with a possessive intensity. "You have no idea what you're doing to me."
Felix whimpered, feeling Dante's hands settle on his waist, anchoring him to the present. His heart raced as the reality of what they were about to do began to sink in, but it only served to fuel his desire even further.
