Lucien (The Marchesi Family 1)

I whimpered when he squeezed me particularly tight. Heat rose in my cheeks, but I knew he wanted the sounds, so I gave them to him. I wanted his control.

Pleasure heated me until my balls were high and tight. I was going to come soon. I whined and squirmed in his arms, lifting my hips, trying to drive my cock into the circle of his fingers. I wanted to watch myself come. I wanted to see it soak his hand and run down over his fingers.

“Please, Lucien. Please don’t stop. I’m so—”

He kept going, hand moving faster. I was right there, I could feel the buzz in my balls, the tension in my muscles. He let go, and I gasped. “No. I was so close.”

“I know you were,” he said nuzzling my neck. “But I’m not ready for you to come yet. I’m going to teach you a lesson by making you wait. I’m going to tease you until you start to wonder if it will actually be a relief to come or just more pain.”

“Lucien, please.”

He growled. “Do you know how much I love it when you say my name in that breathless voice? I want to hear you cry it out as I drive inside you.”

He’d nearly wrecked me the day before with nothing but his hand. What would it be like to feel him buried in me? I needed to find out. Now. “Please. I want to give you that.”

His laugh sent a shiver through me. “Don’t worry. We’ll get there, but you have to take your punishment first.”

The immediate urgency to come had receded, but my cock ached, and I was still as hard as ever.

“Take off your clothes and lie on your back on the bed.” I nearly fell as I tried to stand on my shaky legs. Lucien rose gracefully from the floor and took my arm. “You can always ask for my help if you need it.”

“I’m a little dizzy.”

Lucien pushed my pants down for me. He removed my shoes and socks and helped me climb onto the bed, joining me and kneeling between my legs as he unbuttoned my shirt. When he had me completely naked, he arranged some pillows for me to lie back on.

“Watch me,” he commanded. Still fully dressed himself, he took hold of my ankles, encouraging me to bring my feet up and place them flat on the mattress. His fingers skimmed along my perineum, then he teased my balls as his gaze swept the length of me. “You’re as beautiful as I knew you would be.”

“I—” He reached up and placed a finger against my lips.

“Never contradict a compliment I give you. I know what I see, a gorgeous man who needs someone to teach him all about pleasure.”

“Yes, please.”

He smiled and then shocked the hell out of me by lowering his head and licking the length of my cock. My shaft jumped against his tongue. He looked up, and our gazes met. He continued to watch me watch him as he teased my head, circling it with his tongue. I couldn’t breathe. I was too stunned. I hadn’t thought that he would use his mouth on me like that.

He continued to hold my gaze as he swallowed more and more, taking nearly all of me before sliding his lips back up along the length. He lapped at the precum beaded at my slit. “Fuck, you taste so good, Peter. I want more.”

He took me deep in his throat again, sucking, teasing, and working me. Just the knowledge that he would do this was enough to have me desperate as fuck to come. And the way he made me feel, his hot mouth, the clasp of his throat as he swallowed around me… I’d never had any man’s mouth that even compared to this. I fought the desire to lift my hips and push deeper into him, but I knew he needed to keep control, and I wanted it that way.

He slipped a hand between my legs, circling my hole. Suddenly, I was right there on the edge, ready to tip over. “Lucien, I—”

He pulled off, and I struggled to draw in air as I looked up at him. His lips were red and shiny with spit, and his eyes were dark. “I know how to pleasure a man, Peter.”

“I just never thought you’d do that. Fuck, you’re so hot.” I felt the heat in my face and knew I was blushing, but at least it distracted me from the ache in my balls. How many more times would he bring me to the edge without letting me come? I already knew my climax was going to hurt as much as it felt good.

Lucien sat back on his heels, and his gaze raked over me. “There are a lot of things you don’t know about me, both good and bad. Some of them are things I’ll never be able to tell you. Some I hope you’ll forgive me for, and some I know you’re going to love.” He lifted one of my feet and began massaging it, digging his fingers into my arch and making me groan just like his mouth on my cock had. “That feels incredible.”