Barred Desires (The Deepest Desires 1)

Branson

I don’t thinkI’ve ever felt more cut open and vulnerable than I do right now. Luca deserves to know this part of me, but that doesn’t make it any easier. I know he felt the same way when he admitted his past to me.

It’s raw and fucking painful.

I have no fucking clue what possessed me to share this with him, tonight of all nights. If I had to guess, I would say it’s from fear that we’ll lose Andrew. Despite how much I tried to hate Andrew in the beginning, no matter how much of an asshole kid I was to him, he truly came into my life at the right time and made such an impact by opening his heart and home to my mom and I, and loving us unconditionally. I am not one to talk about feelings or get emotional, but the concern coursing through my veins is enough to turn a stone into a sap.

I’m still on Luca’s lap, with my head on his shoulder, when he speaks. “Bran, shit. I’m so fucking sorry you had to go through that. I’m so freaking angry for you.”

He moves my head so we’re looking at one another. Gazing into his eyes is like getting a glimpse into his soul. I have never had someone look at me the way he does, with such pure tenderness. “Thank you for trusting me with this. You aren’t alone anymore, okay? It’s you and me.”

“Yeah, Luca, it’s you and me.” I bring my lips down onto his in the softest kiss.

We get under the covers and lie in each other’s arms, neither of us wanting to talk about our current cause of concern, but the nerves are buzzing through the room like electricity.

We must both doze off, because the next thing I know, Luca’s phone is ringing across the room. He hurries to answer it, while I lie in bed and watch him. He puts it on speaker, so I’m able to hear too. “Sarah, hey. Is everything okay?”

“Hi, honey. Nothing has really changed. They still have him knocked out, but I’m hoping no change is kind of good news. I wanted to check on you guys and make sure you were doing okay.”

“We’re okay. We’ll probably try to get some sleep soon. You probably should too.”

“Yeah, I’m going to try and catch some shut-eye once I hang up. Visiting hours start at eight in the morning. I love you two.”

“Love you, too. We’ll be there first thing.”

“Love you, mom,” I chime in.

“Oh, and boys… don’t think I’ve forgotten about what I saw at the party yesterday. We’re still going to talk about that at some point.”

With that, she hangs up. Her voice wasn’t angry or dismissive, which is a slight relief. If I didn’t know any better, I would say it was almost an amused tone.

Luca and I both look at each other with wide eyes. Leave it to my mom to bring something like that up at a time like this.

“Well, shit,” Luca breathes out with a rough swallow.

“It was bound to come out eventually, right?” I say as he saunters back toward the bed. Desire fills his eyes as he looks at me, and it heats my blood.

“Yeah, Bran Bran, I guess it was.”

I want to roll my eyes at that stupid nickname, but I don’t know, I kind of like when he calls me that. Climbing on the bed, he straddles my lap, then brings his head down, so his forehead is resting on mine. We stay like this for a moment, staring into each other’s eyes.

It feels like no communication is needed between us. We can say everything we need to say with a look. We’re both worried and stressed out, so we take comfort from each other in the only way we know will help to distract us.

As if unable to be apart from him any longer, I reach my mouth up and capture his lips. Grabbing onto his ass, I bring him as close to me as I can, loving the feel of him on top of me. He starts rocking his hips into mine. He’s already hard, and so am I. Exploring his mouth with my tongue, I swallow his tiny mewls and revel in the way I’m able to make him feel.

Luca breaks the kiss to rip his shirt off, then mine. His skin against mine is burning up, and I can’t get enough of it. Reaching up, I take his nipples in between my fingers, tugging gently. I kiss my way across his sharp jaw, until I get to his neck where I suck lightly on his pulse point, then nibble on his earlobe. Enough to drive him a little crazy, making him whimper, the sound having the same effect on me.

He’s grinding on my lap, and the friction of our cocks rubbing together through our pants is fucking amazing. “Fuck, Bran. I need you. Make me forget all of this.”

“I know, babe. Let me take care of you.”

Moving us so he’s lying on his back and I’m on top of him, I continue to kiss and suck my way down his chest, stopping to suck his nipples into my mouth one at a time, eliciting more needy moans from him. When I reach his waist, I can see how hard he is. I wrap my mouth around his cock, through his pants, and he drops his head back and sighs.

“Please,” he moans, with heavy-lidded eyes and flushed cheeks.

I will never get tired of a begging Luca. It is one of the biggest turn-ons.

Looking up at him, I grip his pants-clad cock and give a couple of firm strokes. “What do you need, baby?”

“You.” He thrusts his hips up, biting his lip while looking down at me. “Fuck me, Bran.”

Chills rack through my body, and I can’t help the devious smirk that forms on my face. Moving off the bed, I grab my wallet off the desk, taking a condom from inside and rolling it on, before making my way back over to him. Looking down at him through my lashes, I slowly begin to remove his pants. His dick springs free and he’s already leaking for me. I lick his slit, savoring the taste of him on my tongue.

Fuck, that’s hot.

I pull his pants the rest of the way off and take one of his balls into my mouth, sucking and licking it, before moving on to the other. The sensation makes his hips jut up, and a groan escapes his lips.

Running the flat of my tongue from his base to the tip, I suck his head into my mouth, groaning at the heavy feel of him. I swallow his cock all the way until my nose rubs against the blonde hair at the root, before hallowing my cheeks and sucking my way back up. Peering up at him, I shove two fingers into his mouth.

“Suck. Get them nice and wet for me, baby.” He moans and happily obliges, sucking them hard, rolling his tongue around in the most sensual way. I’m so hard, I rock my hips into the mattress, seeking some friction.

When my fingers are soaking wet, I bring them down past his balls, through his crack, until I get to his tight, puckered hole. Massaging my fingers around, getting him nice and ready, I take his dick back into my throat. It’s a messy blowjob, and he has more spit from me trailing down his balls and pooling between his cheeks, helping get him even more wet for me. I begin teasing him with the tip of my finger, while continuing to devour his length.

He has a steady stream of deep moans and incoherent words flying from his lips as I begin to work him nice and slow.

Finally, I breach his hole and work my way past the resistant ring of muscle. As soon as I’m in, his cock weeps more pre-cum onto my tongue, and I drink him right up.

“Mmmm, you taste like you want me so fucking much, Luca babe. Is that true?”

“Y-yes,” he pants out. “Yes, I want you so fucking much. I need you.”

I lean down and let more spit dribble down his crack and begin to work a second finger into his tight channel. Sucking one of his balls into my mouth again, I scissor my fingers inside him, working him open. Crooking my fingers up, I graze that sweet spot and he shouts out at the contact.

Fucking him vigorously with my fingers, he slowly falls to pieces for me. I’m so hard at this point that it’s painful, and if I don’t get inside of him soon, I may lose it.

We don’t have any lube with us, so I know I need to improvise. I slip a third finger into him, grazing his prostate over and over. His chest is rising and falling quickly, and I know he’s so close. Just how I want him.

“I need you to come for me before I can fuck you. Can you do that for me, baby?”