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“Do as you’re told, Luca. Fill my mouth with cum.”

His fingers tangled in my hair, and his hips began to move. He let out sounds filled with raw lust as he fucked my face. I took him, gripping his thighs as I let him use me.

Luca had no idea how beautiful he looked like this—unguarded, honest, trusting me with something I knew he didn’t give easily. I’d seen him fight, but this? Fuck, I’d never wanted anyone more in my life.

Luca lost himself. His hips snapped forward, forcing his cock deep into my throat. I gagged but didn’t pull away, tightening my grip as he took what he needed. Grimacing, he pulled out. His breaths came in ragged gasps, and his legs trembled.

“I’m gonna?—”

“Don’t stop. Fill my mouth, Luca.”

He braced his arms against the wall behind me, his body shuddering as he fucked my mouth. He panted as he lost all control. I could feel his shaft pulsing, and then thick, salty cum flooded my mouth. I swallowed every drop, the taste of him filling me. I drained him, not letting a single drop go to waste.

Luca staggered back. He looked down at me, panting. He looked wrecked. Chest heaving, eyes glazed.

The guy who never let anyone in, had just let me in.

I stood, grabbing him by the jaw and pulling him into a kiss. I slid my tongue against his, letting him taste himself on my mouth. He didn’t pull away. He leaned into me, his hands gripping my shirt.

I brushed a thumb over his cheek. “You’re mine.”

He didn’t argue.

For the first time, he justlet me have him.

And I’d never let him go.

SEVENTEEN

LUCA

I tasted myself on Dominic’s lips.

Dominic’s tongue swirled into my mouth, feeding me my cum. Hands on my shoulders, he pushed me against the wall and crushed his lips against mine. Like he needed to shove the proof down my throat. I sucked in his tongue greedily.

We bumped into walls as we stumbled toward the bedroom. Dominic steered us, his hands on my waist.

A blowjob from a man shouldn’t have felt this good, but nothing in my past compared. None of the women who’d sucked my cock matched the perfect heat, relentless suction, and sheer intensity of Dominic’s mouth. Maybe because having my boss on his knees had been a fantasy since the day I started working for him.

I’d pictured it a thousand times—his lips stretched around me, choking, his eyes desperate. I thought it’d be humiliating, but there was no shame in Dominic as he sucked me dry, just ruthless determination. The sight of my boss on his knees, drinking my cum, was burned on my retinas. He’d shattered my every expectation.

Dominic pulled back from our kiss. “How’d that feel?”

I panted. “Fucking my boss’s throat? Yeah, that wasn’t too bad.”

He laughed. “Downplay it all you want. We both know where this ends.”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I do. I’ve been around closeted guys my whole life.”

Dominic’s hand slid from my neck as he unbuttoned his shirt. I bit down an urge to help him, watching him take off his clothes. It felt like a replay of that night in his apartment.

Dominic unbuckled his slacks. He pushed down his pants and freed his thick cock. He kicked his clothes away and pushed me to the bed, making me sit. He stroked my head and kissed the side of my face.

“Stay here,” he said.

Then he disappeared behind me.