lips and nodded. With a smile, Gio sat on the couch and nodded his approval. Sacha made quick work of unfastening Gio’s belt, unzipping him, and exposing his rock-hard cock. A little whimper escaped Sacha as he stroked his thumb over the tip, smearing the pearl of precome. Gio sucked in a breath, groaning at the wicked smile that spread across Sacha’s face as he slowly leaned in and swallowed Gio down to the root, his eyes never leaving Gio’s.
Gio threw his hands out to his sides, his fingers digging into the soft couch cushions. Jesus Christ! The ripple of pleasure that wracked his body was something out of his wildest imagination. Never had he felt the surge of raw desire making his body tremble. He moved one hand to Sacha’s hair, a smile tugging at his lips at the reminder that Sacha had gotten a haircut. Was it egotistical to believe Sacha’s new hair and clothes were for his benefit? He ran his fingers through the thick, soft strands, and Sacha’s eyes drifted closed, a throaty moan escaping him. The look of contentment on his face was one Gio hadn’t seen before, and his heart swelled, knowing he was the cause of it.
Sacha sucked, licked, and laved at Gio from root to tip. He alternated between slow and teasing and fast and sloppy. When his other hand disappeared down in front of him, Gio put a hand on Sacha’s shoulder to stop him.
“I’m afraid our first time isn’t going to last very long,” Gio informed him roughly. “Get up.”
Sacha popped off Gio and stood, his pants unzipped. He ran a tongue over his wet bottom lip, and Gio cupped the back of his neck. He pulled him in and kissed him breathless before forcing himself away.
“Drop your pants and get on your knees facing the back of the couch.”
Sacha scrambled to do as he was told. He shoved his pants and underwear down his thighs, and Gio moaned at the sight of his beautiful cock leaking precome. Everything about Sacha was breathtaking. He moved to one side so Sacha could climb onto the couch, his hands braced on the backrest and his knees spread as wide as his jeans permitted. After tearing the packet of lube Sacha had brought, Gio poured a generous amount onto his fingers and knelt on the floor between Sacha’s feet.
“You’re so damned beautiful,” Gio murmured, caressing Sacha’s left butt cheek. He had a perfect little ass, round and pert. He gave it a light smack, and Sacha jolted. Gio waited for his response, thrilled when a shiver quickly followed and Sacha arched his back with a low groan. His sweet Sacha. So responsive. Gio placed a lubed finger to Sacha’s hole as he slid a hand over Sacha’s ass up under his shirt to his toned back. He yearned to see Sacha’s naked body under him, wanted to run his tongue over every inch of him, caress the curve of every muscle.
Pushing his finger in resulted in Sacha letting out the most delicious noises. Slowly Sacha started moving, fucking himself on Gio’s finger as Gio stroked and caressed his body, purposefully ignoring his stiff erection.
When Gio added a third finger, Sacha looked about ready to shatter, his head thrown forward as he took his pleasures from Gio’s fingers. Unable to take any more, Gio removed his fingers, loving Sacha’s curses. He unrolled the condom onto his cock and knelt on the couch behind Sacha. Lined up with Sacha’s hole, he leaned forward as he very gingerly pushed in, his lips next to Sacha’s ear.
“I’ve dreamt of this moment for so long, of filling you, of making you come apart in my arms. Give me all of you, your fire, your passion, your strength. I want all of you, your pain, your scars, your anger.”
“Fuck.” Sacha thrust his ass back, impaling himself the rest of the way on Gio’s cock, forcing Gio to bury his shout in Sacha’s hair. He reached down to palm the steel rod that was Sacha’s erection as he started with small movements. Sacha groaned and let his head fall back against Gio’s shoulder. He slipped his fingers into Gio’s hair and grabbed a fistful of it. Gio snapped his hips, thrusting hard into Sacha over and over, their panting breaths, grunts, and groans filling the room as Gio claimed Sacha’s ass.
The sound of their bodies smacking together was wonderfully obscene, and Gio gritted his teeth to keep back the words