Barred Desires (The Deepest Desires 1)

Branson

We get homeright before midnight, and my body is buzzing. I need to get my hands on him soon or I might lose it. Luca seems to feel the same way because he is hustling up the stairs, taking them two at a time. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other on the walk home, stopping to make out against the tree again, then holding hands, like we had this invisible magnetic force driving us toward one another.

We head to my room, locking the door as soon as we get it shut. He turns around and shoves me up against it, securing his lips to mine. I love when he gets like this. Seeing him need me as much as I need him will never get old.

He wastes no time pulling my shirt over my head before he does the same with his own. “Need you,” he says in between kisses. “Need you so bad.” His hands are all over my chest, in my hair, on my neck. I fucking love it.

Without breaking our kiss, I walk him backwards until his legs hit the foot of my bed. I shove him down, admiring the way he looks so full of salacious desire.

I make a show of undressing for him, working my belt off and pushing my pants down, all without breaking eye contact. Slowly, I shove my briefs down until they’re around my ankles and my cock springs free. Luca bites his lip as he watches me give myself a few lazy strokes before climbing onto the bed.

I kiss his mouth deeply, then move to his neck, kissing and sucking my way down his chest. He’s breathing so hard, and by the time I get to his pants, his cock is more than ready to play.

While continuing to kiss and nip him all over his stomach and thighs, I pull his pants down. He runs his hands through my hair, making my skin tingle, and his hips lift off the bed as soon as his dick is free. The sight of his big, thick cock standing proud is enough to cause my own dick to leak.

Once he’s fully naked, I take a minute to admire the sight beneath me. His body is glorious, with sharp lines and defined muscles. Skin smooth and lightly tanned. His balls are full and tight, proportionate to his impressive cock. Cheeks flushed, full lips swollen, and his eyes are full of wanton lust.

God, I’m so gone for this man.

Twirling my tongue around his swollen tip, I stroke his shaft leisurely.

“Fuck, Bran. Yes, fuck, that feels so good.” He’s so breathy. I love seeing him like this.

Swallowing his entire length, I begin working his balls at the same time. Slowly moving my hand down to his taint, I massage the area gently. The salty flavor of his pre-cum hits my tongue and I groan, because fuck, he tastes good.

He tastes like wicked temptation, like barred desire.

“Oh my God, Bran. Fuck, yes. More.”

I pop off his cock and move my mouth down to his balls. Licking and sucking them into my mouth, I continue my way down from his taint to his tight, puckered hole. My tongue swirls around it, not applying any pressure yet.

“Ahhh, fuck.” He throws his head back, thrusting his hips in the air.

“Have you ever had anyone here before?” I circle my tongue against him as the words leave my mouth.

“N-no. No, I haven’t, but I want it. Please, Bran, more. This feels so fucking good.”

“Do you trust me?” I need to hear him say it, to know he wants this. Especially after what he told me the other night.

Without even skipping a beat, he replies, “So much.” The look in his eyes is honest, and so full of affection. That’s all I need to know. With one final smirk, I take his cock in my hand, gripping tight, and flick my tongue over his hole.

His hips buck off the bed, and he groans, long and low. I love getting to be his first for this. I continue stroking him firmly while flicking my tongue and sucking his ass for a few minutes, then quickly reach into my nightstand. I grab my bottle of lube and a condom, tossing the latter on the bed for later. Flicking open the bottle of lube, I add a generous amount to my fingers and between his cheeks, getting him nice and slick.

I lick my way from the base of his cock up to his head, before taking him fully in my mouth again. Once I know he’s nice and relaxed, I bring my finger back down to his hole, applying a little pressure this time.

He tenses automatically.

“Relax for me, baby. Let me in.”

Taking his cock to the back of my throat, as soon as I feel him relax, I inch my finger into his tight, hot channel.

“Oh my, fuck, fuck.” His hands are back in my hair, while he begins to push down on my finger. Taking the hint, I push deeper into him.

I take my mouth off his cock, looking up at him, while I work my finger deeper into his ass, until it’s fully seated.

“You okay?”

“Yeah. Yes,” he pants out. “It’s a lot, different, but it feels so good. Please don’t stop.”

Working another finger into his ass, scissoring them slowly, I try to open him up. Twirling my tongue around his head, I crook my fingers up, gently massaging the little button deep inside of him. As soon as my fingers graze it, his eyes become heavy and he lets out a deep, guttural groan.

“Oh my God, what the fuck was that?!” He’s panting uncontrollably, bearing down on my fingers now.

I chuckle softly, looking up at him. “That’s your prostate. It’s like your G-spot, baby.”

“Jesus Christ, it feels like heaven.”

I withdraw my fingers, add some more lube, and insert three fingers this time. Every time I graze his prostate, his cock leaks like a faucet. He’s loving this, and it’s turning me on so much.

I can’t wait to be inside of him.

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