Lucien (The Marchesi Family 1)

“I’m sorry to disturb you, sir,” Mr. Trevisani said, “but I have some information I think you’ll find vital to our joint operation.”

“I’m listening,” Lucien said.

I couldn’t believe I was actually there, kneeling on the floor under his desk, keeping his cock warm. If anyone had told me I’d do something like this before I’d met him, I would have vehemently denied it, but I was hard as fuck as I sat there. My cock ached from being trapped in my pants.

Lucien stroked the side of my face. Could Mr. Trevisani see his hand moving? Would he guess what was happening? Was this a normal thing for people in their world?

“Bozo Romano, Stefan’s cousin, called me this morning. He said Marco stopped in to see him, and they had an interesting conversation.”

“I’d like to hear the details,” Lucien said.

“The gist is, Marco said he was back in with his family. He was pushing to get the Romanos in bed with them. He claimed the Riccis have enough allies to make a move on you.”

Lucien laughed, but it wasn’t at all like the laugh I often heard when we talked in the evenings. It sent a chill down my spine.

“I know Marco could’ve been testing the waters,” Trevisani said. “And Bozo is often full of shit, but…”

“No. I don’t think he is this time. Stefan called me this morning and said his uncle mentioned an upcoming meeting with Marco that he planned to check up on.”

“That’s odd.” I could hear the confusion in Vinnie’s voice. “Bozo said Marco had just stopped by, and I had the impression his visit had taken Bozo by surprise. Maybe I misunderstood.”

“Yeah, maybe. Marco is up to something, though. That’s for sure.”

“That’s my impression too, sir.”

Lucien’s cock began to swell in my mouth, and my pulse sped up. I couldn’t pull back and disappoint Lucien, but if he grew fully hard, I didn’t know if I would be able to keep him in my mouth until the meeting ended.

You can do it because it’s what I want. Lucien’s words echoed in my mind. I would find a way. I wanted my reward.

I didn’t hear much of what was said over the next few minutes. I concentrated on holding Lucien’s expanding cock in my mouth and not making a sound. Drool ran from the corners of my mouth, and my neck ached from holding my head at the necessary angle. My knees weren’t happy either, but I would not fail Lucien.

“I appreciate you bringing this to my attention,” Lucien said. “I’m going to consider our options, and I’ll be in touch. Don’t pass anything on to Marco that isn’t common knowledge. And don’t worry, if Marco has betrayed us, his life is forfeit.”

“Yes, sir.”

“You’re dismissed.”

I heard the door unlock and the sound of retreating footsteps. Then the door closed behind Mr. Trevisani, and the lock clicked. I expected Lucien to give me permission to let him go then, but he picked up his phone and made a call. “Devil?… I want you to have a little talk with Marco. Seems he was giving Bozo Romano the impression his uncle has forgiven him… No. Scare him, but that’s all… Call me when it’s done.”

When he ended the call, Lucien finally looked down at me. I still didn’t move. I was determined not to until he told me I could.

He took my head in his hands and brushed his thumbs over my cheekbones. “Such a good boy, Peter. I’m proud of you. You stayed so still. That wasn’t easy, was it?”

I shook my head as much as I was able.

“But you didn’t give up.” I did my best to smile at him around his cock. He ran a finger through the wetness on my chin, then stroked my lips as I kept them stretched around him. “I’m tempted to fuck your face again, but I had a different sort of reward in mind.”

He scooted his chair back, and his cock fell from my mouth. I licked my lips and flexed my jaw.

“Are you all right, baby?”

“I… Yes.” I was more than all right. I was proud of myself for meeting the challenge and pleasing him. The way he was looking at me, like he was truly proud was almost reward enough.

“Good.” He held out his hand to me. “Stand up, clear some space on my desk, and bend over it.”

My legs were half asleep, so I was clumsy at first as I tried to get my feet under me. Lucien steadied me, then sat patiently watching me as I moved papers, a tablet, a paperweight, and pens out of the way, dropped my pants, and lay over his desk as instructed. The cool wood felt good against my overheated body.

I’d been shocked the first time Lucien had taken my cock in his mouth, but that was nothing compared to how I felt when he knelt behind me, pulled my cheeks apart, and blew warm breath on my hole.