Page 54 of Ruined

His eyes darkened. “If you want me to get you off, then you’ll have to do the same.”

My hand shook as I reached out, fingers brushing against the front of Dominic’s boxers. He was already hard, the tip of him poking through one of the legs. His eyes bored into mine, daring me to follow through. I swallowed hard, then curled my fingers around him.

Dominic’s eyes shut before snapping open. “Keep going.”

My cheeks burned, but I couldn’t stop. I moved my hand, feeling the weight of Dominic’s cock beneath the fabric, the heat of him. My dick throbbed. I couldn’t believe it. I was touching another man. There was no denying how much further I wanted to go. It felt fucking incredible.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” Dominic rasped, his thumb brushing over my bottom lip. “All that anger, but deep down, you just want to be touched.”

I hated how easily he saw through me. But more than that, I hated how much I craved what he offered.

“Pull my boxers down. Touch me.”

Shaking, I obeyed him. I slipped a finger behind the waistband and pulled them down over the trimmed bed of pubic hair. The boxers slipped off his hips and fell down his legs. His thick cock bounced free, huge, uncut.

My hand wrapped around him. The sensation of touching another man’s cock was overwhelming—his hardness, the heat of him. My arousal throbbed as I began to move, my skin against his. Dominic groaned, and I jerked him harder.

Dominic’s grip in my hair tightened, and I gasped as he pulled me into a bruising kiss. I couldn’t stop myself from kissing back, my body aching for more.

His hips bucked into my hand, a low growl rumbling in his chest as our lips parted, both of us panting. Dominic grabbed my cock. A moan slipped from my lips.

“That’s it. Don’t hold back, Luca.”

My head spun as his hand moved, stroking me with a skill that left me breathless. I could feel the pressure building, the heat coiling in my stomach. I was so fucking close.

Dominic’s cock wept onto my fingers, the slickness spreading across the head. I spread it over the tip, my thumb swirling slowly.

“Grip the base,” he ordered.

My hand slipped to the base of his shaft.

“Nice and tight. That’s good, baby. Just like that.”

I followed his lead, stroking him with the rhythm he set. His hand moved faster. Low groans slipped from his lips, and it drove me wild.

“Grip it tighter,” he purred, fisting my hair. “Just like that. You want me to make you come, don’t you?”

“Yeah…please.”

“Such a good boy. I’m going to get you off, baby.”

Dominic’s hand moved faster, his grip relentless. His lips brushed against my neck. I was powerless to resist, the pressure in my stomach coiling tighter until it snapped. My entire body tensed, a deep groan ripping from my throat as the pleasure slammed into me. My vision blurred, my mind going blank as heat pulsed through me. Cum shot from my cock in spurts. Fuck, it just kept going, the release leaving me shaking. His hand didn’t stop, wringing every last bit of cum.

Dominic groaned, his hips bucking into my hand one last time before he came, his hot cum spilling over my hand. He shuddered, his grip tightening on my cock as he finished jerking me. He grabbed my cum-covered hand and brought it to his mouth, sucking on my fingers with a filthy groan. Then he crashed his lips against mine, his tongue feeding me cum.

My body shivered at how fucking dirty it was. I loved being claimed like this. I felt owned as his tongue stroked mine, and loved how it felt to be completely his.

Dominic pulled back, breathing hard. “That was…fuck, Luca. I have no words. You are incredible.”

Incredible.

The post-nut clarity slammed into me.

I looked down, realizing just how much cum was on me. Mine and Dominic’s. It was everywhere. Ice spread through my stomach. I should have never let it go this far.

Dominic pulled back. His gaze flickered with pity. He grabbed the paper towel roll off the counter and ripped off a few squares. I took them, wiping myself down. I felt drained.

“How you feeling?” Dominic asked.