All I Believe (Firsts and Forever, #10)(55)

I climbed between his legs and kept stroking his cock with two fingers inside him, and I could feel him beginning to open up, just a little. When I bent down and began licking his balls and the sensitive spot beneath them, Luca threw his head back and moaned. He had been trying to lie still, but it was a losing battle.

My cock jumped and leaked precum in response to that moan. I was achingly hard, the briefs pulled down beneath my balls and my erection pressing against my stomach, but I kept all the attention focused on him as I pleasured him with my hands and mouth. After a while, I looked up at him from between his legs as I slid my fingers from him and wiped my hand on the towel, and said softly, “Thank you for trusting me and offering yourself to me like this, Luca. But you know, just because you’re allowing me to top you doesn’t mean you can’t actively participate.”

He thought about that for a moment, then said, “You’re absolutely right.”

In the next instant, he grabbed me and threw me onto the bed. He took hold of the back of my thighs and pushed my legs apart, exposing my ass, and dove onto my hole. I cried out as he began eating my ass, shoving his tongue in me, his lips meeting my opening, both of us wild with need. “Flip around,” I managed, and Luca quickly repositioned himself so he was straddling my head, then grabbed my ass with both hands and went right back to tongue-f*cking me. I grabbed his ass too and began sucking his cock, his precum salty on my tongue. I loved the taste of him.

We continued in that lust-driven sixty-nine for a few minutes before Luca quickly repositioned us again, flipping around and pulling me on top of him. “Fuck me, Nicky.” His voice was gravel. I dove for the condoms and put one on quickly, then slicked it with one hand while my other worked more lube into his hole. His cock remained rock hard, precum dripping steadily onto his belly as I lined up my tip with his opening and began to push into him.

I met with resistance and told him, “Bear down, Luca, as if you’re trying to push me back out.” As soon as he did that, he opened up just enough for the tip of my cock to slide into him. “Oh God,” I moaned as I carefully eased myself into his hot, tight hole. It felt so insanely good, but I made myself go slowly.

Luca relaxed underneath me, opening up just enough to let me in, and I held his gaze as I bottomed out in him. He wrapped his legs around my hips as I began to move in him, sliding in and out slowly. The more he opened up, the harder I thrust. “You feel so good,” I told him. I propped myself up with a hand on either side of his head so I could watch his reactions. It was easy to tell when he started enjoying it. He began rocking his hips, milking my cock with his tight ass, his breath coming in short, quick gasps as he grasped the sheets.


I reached between us and began jerking him off as I thrust into him. After several minutes, Luca moaned loudly, rocking his hips even harder, f*cking himself with my cock. In the next moment he arched his back and yelled as he came, shooting all over his naked body. As he did that, his already tight ass clamped down on my cock, and that set me off too. I cried out, pushing into him as I filled the condom. I came incredibly hard, my heart pounding and my head spinning, and when it was over, all I could do was collapse on top of him.

Luca’s arms came up to embrace me. We both were gasping for breath, sweating, and shaking. I couldn’t have formed sentences even if I’d wanted to.

When he shifted slightly, my cock slid from his body. He rolled me into the crook of his left arm and peeled off the condom, which he tossed aside before quickly wiping both of us down with the towel. Luca pulled the blanket over us and held me against him, and when I could finally speak I managed, “You okay?”

“Perfect. That was wonderful, Nicky.”

I hugged him tightly. “I was afraid of hurting you.”

“There was no chance of that. You took good care of me.” I felt so content as I fell asleep in his arms.





Chapter Eleven




Life at the house on the cliffs was perfection. I was happier than I’d ever been, happier than I’d even realized was possible. Luca was not only great in bed, he was also a terrific companion. There was no need to go anywhere, since he’d thoroughly stocked the refrigerator and pantry before I arrived, so we spent our days swimming, sunbathing, going for long walks along the coast, and having sex whenever and wherever the mood struck us. For the most part, we stuck with me bottoming, but we did change it up now and then.

Every afternoon, we’d cook dinner together. Luca was slowly gaining some skills and confidence in the kitchen, and it was fun teaching him. Then each evening, we’d make a fire in the huge, white tile fireplace and curl up in the ‘nest’ we’d made by piling a bunch of pillows and blankets on the couch and moving it close to the hearth. We’d talk, or read, or play board games, and I found out Luca was one hell of a chess player, though I gave him a run for his money. I loved that time with him so much. I felt safe and at peace, as if I was exactly where I belonged.

On one of those evenings, ten days into our two-week getaway, I looked up from the book I was reading. My feet were on Luca’s lap and his book rested on my legs, but he wasn’t paying attention to it. Instead, he was watching me, and when I looked up at him he asked quietly, “How committed are you to law school?”

“I plan to see it through.”

“So, you have a couple more years of school ahead of you.”