Guns n' Boys Book 1 Part 2 (14 page)

The question seemed to have confused
Domenico, who looked at his feet and promptly put the ear back into
his pocket, the same one he carried the cigarettes in. He shrugged,
pressing his lips together. “Should have given that piece of meat
to the dogs.”

Seth swallowed, trying not to think about the
poor young waiter. He crossed his arms on his chest. “Should have.
Sometimes it’s good to think before you do things, you know? Before
you hurt someone you claim to care about.”

Domenico looked at him from below a stern
frown. “Sorry. I’ll get rid of it,” he said eventually.

There was no getting through to him. Seth
rubbed his forehead. “You don’t respect me much, do you?”

Domenico opened his mouth. “Why would you say
that?”

“Because you just do whatever you want,
without regarding me at all. I still don’t even know what I am to
you.”

The silence became so thick, Seth felt like
he was about to suffocate when Domenico cleared his throat,
shifting his weight. “You’re my lover, of course.”

“And what? You’ll get another one next month?
Will you get married as well? I don’t know…” Seth moaned, unwinding
the mess of a tie he had under his collar. He didn’t notice when
Dom circled the desk to stand in front of him. Domenico knocked his
hands away, tying the dumb piece of cloth with precise moves.

“You are either blind or stupid.”

Seth let out a deep breath, looking into his
eyes. “See, no respect for me.” He played with the signet on his
hand and for a moment struggled to pull it off. His chest was so
heavy so maybe getting rid of the ring would help at least a bit.
“Would you take this?” he muttered.

Domenico froze with his hands still at Seth’s
tie. Clear amber eyes looked straight at him, wide, with long, dark
eyelashes like that of a fawn. “You want me to?”

“Yeah, just take it, okay?” Seth licked his
lips, unsure what else to say. He rubbed Dom’s elbow with his
fingers.

Domenico sighed, stepping even closer so that
his breath tickled Seth’s neck. He looked straight at Seth with a
strange mixture of surprise and contentment as he moved the signet
between his fingers. “Give me your left hand,” he eventually said,
brushing his fingers over the front of Seth’s shirt.

Seth slowly held out his hand to Dom in
resignation. The pull was impossible to fight. Like he was a
freaking magnet and Dom was the fridge.

Domenico caught his hand, gently holding it
up as he tried to slip it on Seth’s ring finger, but the stubborn
piece of metal wouldn’t fit, so it ended up on the little finger.
The silver felt warm, strangely comforting, and it was as if all
anger evaporated out of Seth, leaving only a deep longing. Domenico
didn’t look at him, watching Seth’s hand as muscles played
underneath skin at the sides of his jaw. He swallowed hard, and
then bowed his head to kiss the ring. Seth watched him in silence,
stunned by the quiet display of affection. Domenico’s chin nudged
his fingers, but then, the soft lips trailed higher, gently
caressing the back of Seth’s hand. He kissed Dom as soon as he
could, pulling him close.

“I love you,” Seth whispered against Dom’s
mouth. Shivers were coursing through their bodies as if their nerve
endings connected.

Domenico’s body melted into him. His arms
went tight around Seth, and that hair smelled so good just under
Seth’s nose. He didn’t even know when they leaned on the desk in a
tight embrace.

“Put it on me?” asked Domenico, holding up
Seth’s signet in his left hand.

Seth kissed his hair and grabbed Dom’s
elegant fingers. He tried to put it on the ring finger, but it was
much too loose. He smiled and ended up putting it on Dom’s index
finger. Domenico wiggled the digit with a small smile and pulled
Seth in for a kiss again. All traces of tension were suddenly gone
as their mouths met. “I want you all for myself.”

“We could still elope before the wedding,”
Seth whispered without much real hope. Dom wouldn’t leave the
Family. “You could kidnap me in true Sicilian fashion…”

Domenico’s mouth fell open, and his nostrils
flared. “They would find us, Seth. You know they would.”

Seth half-closed his eyes. “I know. Just
saying.” He wrapped his arms around Dom’s neck, unable to imagine
how the next month of his life was to look like, not to mention a
year. Domenico was there to answer it for him.

“But I am taking you for a honeymoon
tomorrow.”

“Oh, yeah? To the bottom of the sea?”

“No, to New York.” Domenico leaned back and
gave him a wide smile. “How do you like that?”

Seth straightened up and rubbed one of his
eyes. “Huh? Really? Oh, my God, I miss New York City so much. Just
us?”

“Yes.” Domenico leaned forward, and Seth felt
a flush trailing up his neck when those familiar fingers unzipped
his pants.

He gasped, but wouldn’t have backed away
even if the desk weren’t behind him. That surge of electricity
between them went straight to his groin. “I like that.” The
atmosphere was so different than yesterday that he couldn’t resent
the touch. Maybe he was just a greedy bastard?

“Just so that you don’t get an embarrassing
erection at an inappropriate moment,” whispered Domenico, slowly
going down to his knees, without ever looking away from Seth. His
eyes shone in the daylight coming through the window, and so did
his lips as he traced them with his tongue.

“We wouldn’t want that,” Seth rasped, still
drunk on the news of going to New York with Dom. He slightly parted
his thighs and leaned against the desk for comfort. Domenico Acerbi
was only his, and it was all that mattered.

Domenico chuckled and pushed off his suit
jacket. He then removed the tie as well before eagerly pulling down
Seth’s pants. His fingers were burning the skin on Seth’s thighs,
but there was no greater treat than that skilled, wonderful mouth.
“I want you,” whispered Domenico against the underside of Seth’s
dick.

Seth gasped, sliding his hands into that
glorious black hair. “You can have all of me.” His cock was already
on high alert, getting harder by the second. Dom’s lips were so
soft he couldn’t decide what was better, having them on his dick or
kissing them.

Domenico drew in a sharp breath, the cool air
brushing around the head of Seth’s cock where it moved against the
hot lips. “That’s my wedding gift. Are you ready to take it?”
whispered Domenico, slowly massaging Seth’s thighs, softening and
relaxing the muscles.

“Fuck yeah, since you can’t afford a better
one.” Seth let out a raspy laugh. So much sneaking around, and they
end up doing it in his room? He couldn’t even care anymore.

“I can, but we’ll think about it tomorrow,”
whispered Domenico, closing his hand on Seth’s cock and pushing it
up its length to meet that luscious mouth. Seth knew Domenico loved
come, and he would give him plenty.

“New York with you will be amazing,” Seth
babbled, slightly pushing his hips forward, eager for entry into
that mouth. He never stopped stroking Dom’s hair, the wedding
forgotten. Domenico never let him top, but he had no issues with
having his throat fucked, so his lusty groan was a response Seth
expected.

Moving his hands back to Seth’s thighs,
Domenico opened up wide, looking up at Seth in that clouded,
pre-orgasmic way. Seth wished to see that look one day when he was
nestled between Dom’s thighs. He grinned and slid his other hand
into Dom’s hair as well, pulling Dom’s head closer onto his stiff
dick. “Such a good mouth,” he whispered, starting to make gentle
thrusts in and out of Dom’s lips. So hot, wet, and eager for
him.

Domenico mumbled something into his cock, but
he didn’t move away, so Seth took it as a token of appreciation as
he pulled his lover even closer, sliding his dick over the soft bed
of his tongue, and then deeper, between the ridges of his
throat.

“You take it so well,” he groaned,
quickening his moves. This was a hot, lusty heaven. Dom’s hands on
Seth’s hipbones only got him hornier. His cockhead was squeezed in
that tight passage, taking his excitement close to orgasm already.
Domenico always got him going in no time. Seth tightened the grip
on Dom’s hair, keeping him in place as he fucked that mouth with a
vengeance, only giving Dom enough slack so that he could take a
deep breath before corking his mouth shut again. His balls kept
slamming against Dom’s chin, which was already a bit rough, only
adding to the excitement. In no time, Seth was reaching his peak as
waves of hot, sticky pleasure erupted from his body.

“Oh, fuck! Hold it like that. Swallow it
all,” he muttered, keeping Dom’s head close and looking down at the
sight of beauty as shudders of orgasm ran down his body, leaving
him relaxed and lightheaded. Domenico held him close, hugging his
hips and clawing his fingers into Seth’s ass. This time, Seth
didn’t mind in the slightest. They clung to one another until Dom’s
throat contracted, and he started pulling away with a cough,
dropping straight to his ass.

Seth’s cock was already going soft, but he
could still barely catch a breath. He didn’t know what to say.
“Thank you”? Nothing could express how much emotion Dom stirred in
him. And there he was, sitting in front of Seth with a huge
erection tenting the front of his pants, wetness on his mouth, hair
all over the place. He was panting hard, but made no move to
pleasure himself.

“I want more than that,” he rasped,
hypnotized by Seth’s eyes.

Seth slowly got to his knees, and then to all
fours to give Dom a long kiss. He never liked tasting himself on
another man’s mouth, but he’d even lick ground jalapeno peppers off
Dom’s lips. “Oh, yeah? Like what?” He was already unzipping Dom’s
pants and sliding in his hand.

Domenico shivered, but took his hand away
with a pained groan. “More,” he repeated with more force as his
eyes searched Seth’s.

“So needy!” Seth laughed but bent down over
him and kissed the bulge at the front of Dom’s pants.

“Not that,” moaned Domenico, pulling Seth up
and holding him in place. His cheeks were dark, mouth swollen from
sucking cock not that long ago. Seth was stunned to feel Dom’s knee
brushing against his hip. “More than that,” repeated Domenico,
staring at him, like he knew no word for what he wanted.

“Huh?” Seth’s lips parted, and he wasn’t sure
anymore what they were talking about. “Do you have lube? I mean… I
don’t quite grasp it.” He’d be willing to let Dom top him even
after orgasm, but it was still so new. He wasn’t sure he wanted to
do it under such pressure. What if someone came knocking?

“Not now. After.” Domenico pushed Seth down
to the carpet and leaned over him, gasping. His long hair slid over
Seth’s cheek like the sweetest caress. “I will have it.”

“Everything will work out, right?” Seth
wrapped his arm around Dom’s waist and kissed him, trying to
remember how that warm body fit against his. Why did he have to get
married? Couldn’t they just go to the garage now, drive away, and
never look back?

Domenico snorted, but his voice had a higher
pitch than usual. “I sure hope you’ll like my ass better than
Lucrezia’s cunt.”

All of Seth’s attention
zeroed in on Dom’s eyes. That was what he was suggesting? Seth’s
heart picked up a steady pace.
Hell
yeah!
“Just thinking about it will be the
only thing getting me through the whole thing.” He couldn’t help a
silly grin and pulled Dom closer. After the talk they’d had
recently, Seth thought this was a done deal, that it just wouldn’t
happen with Dom. He slid his hand down Dom’s back, touched his ass,
and reached all the way to the top of his thigh, squeezing it in
awe. It was freaking steel.

Domenico let out a sharp breath. “Let’s just
get it over with, and tomorrow we’ll be off.”

“I can’t wait for you to meet my friends.”
Seth couldn’t help himself and slid his fingers between Dom’s
buttocks, massaging him there through the fabric. He was all out of
come and energy, but he still felt a spark of excitement at the
warmth he sensed.

Domenico gasped, tangling his fingers into
Seth’s shirt, but he spread his legs a bit to leave him room for
movement. So he did like it. Seth bit his lip with satisfaction. He
slid his other hand into Dom’s pants, gripping the hardened dick,
while with the first hand, he kept petting Dom’s ass. He was all
too happy to feel the cock in his hand twitch when he stroked deep
between the buttocks with his finger. So freaking hot and tender.
He couldn’t wait to bury his cock in that lean ass.

“Careful with the suits,” muttered Domenico,
holding on to Seth’s shoulders. His hips were moving back and forth
in a familiar rhythm as his body arched against Seth’s. “Big
guy.”

“You are so freaking hot,”
Seth groaned, reaching up to catch Dom’s lips into a kiss. He
settled for massaging Dom’s ass and jerking him off quickly.
Good things come to those who wait.
And it wasn’t just hard muscle in those buttocks
either, there was a tenderness that was so squeezable Seth couldn’t
wait to exercise his new privilege. That was all the apology he
needed. He didn’t even care about what happened yesterday anymore.
It was all about here and now.

“I know,” snorted Domenico. He was breathing
harder and faster with every second. The floor was cool and smooth,
but it all died in contrast to the heat of Domenico’s skin. Seth
kissed him all over the jaw and lips, eager to show his affection.
He would give Dom the best fuck of his life. It would be so amazing
he’d be begging for more of Seth’s cock.

“Like I was meant for you, like God made you
for me to stare at in awe,” Seth babbled, caught up in his
daydream.

Domenico jerked in his arms with a growl,
trembling as he came, spilling seed into Seth’s palm. It was a
moment of satisfaction that was bound to carry Seth through this
whole marriage thing.