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“Wanna stay over at my place tonight?”

Ari’s eyes darted to my lips and up before he nodded and leaned back in to kiss me, feeling closer than ever before.

51

SANTIAGO

Getting behind Ariyan on his Ducati, I placed both hands on his hips and slid down the seat until I bucked against his ass.

“Someone’s eager,” he teased, putting on his helmet.

“Fuck yeah.” I slid my hands down his body. “So you better not kill us before I get to fuck that ass.”

He shook his head and, a second later, squeezed the throttle to the max. I’d probably never get used to this monster escalating from zero to a hundred like a shooting star, and I immediately gripped him tighter, holding on to him as he sped into the night. One thing was for sure: riding behind him was as thrilling now as it was the first time, and just as scary. But that was Ariyan for you—thrillingly terrifying. Being with him felt like jumping off a cliff, a rush so intense you couldn’t give a shit about dying. Whether it was sheer stupidity or maybe just pure fatalism, it didn’t matter because he was worth it. He was worth the thrill, the pain, and the danger. He was worth it all.

With the wind in my hair and my eyes closed, I hugged him, admiring his strong body as he drove that monster like it was child’s play. He half glanced at me, the helmet’s shield hiding his eyes, before he sped up until it truly felt as if we were flying.

Something had changed tonight, and I had no doubt he felt it, too, because the second we reached my house, Ari wasted no time before pouncing on me. After he placed his helmet on the dining table, he jumped right into my arms, hooking his limbs around me as I carried him to my small bedroom. I bumped into pretty much every wall on the way there, and yet, my lips never left his. Having him here felt almost unreal, and after we landed on my bed and I got out of my clothes, I had to check this wasn’t another dream.

“What’s wrong?” he asked while tracing his fingers along my naked chest so tenderly I could die.

“Nothing.” A small smile pulled on my lips. “I’m just glad you’re here.”

He smiled back at me, ever so softly. “I’m glad to be here, too.”

Overwhelmed by emotions that were still unfamiliar, I gathered him into my arms, practically breathing him in. He moaned, and I drank it up before getting him out of his shirt, already moving my hands down to his fly. He was just as eager, his hands roaming along my skin as I worked on getting him naked. He was down to his black boxer briefs when I noticed his erection. Starving to have my mouth full of his dick, I ducked down and pressed my mouth to his cock, and began sucking him over the cotton of his briefs.

“Santiago,” he cried once I parted my lips, my tongue moving along the outline of his erection until the cloth turned wet.

He smelled good, like bodywash, and I pulled on the waistband until his cock sprang free.

Hungry, I took him into my mouth, using my tongue along his shaft as I bobbed up and down his length while simultaneously pulling his boxers down his strong legs.

Ari’s whole body jerked after I took him down my throat, moans of pleasure escaping him, along with my name, which slipped from between his perfect lips. My own cock was hard as fuck, only getting stiffer each time he cried my name as if it was a love confession. But having something else in mind, I moved my mouth to the main course.

“What are you—oh, fuck,” he moaned as I grabbed his waist and lifted him up, bending his body like a fucking pretzel, before I buried my face in his sweet ass.

Licking his entrance, I then used the flat of my tongue against his rim before pushing it in. But needing more, I forced his legs over my shoulders and thrust my tongue deeper inside his hole until he became a crying mess. I hadn’t heard those sounds coming from him before, and fuck me if they didn’t make me wet.

“S-stop.” He clenched my hair in his fist. “I’ll come too fast.”

“So come,” I said, my lips hot over his sweet hole right before I shoved my tongue back in, only adding my thumb this time. His insides burned just as much as his skin did, and I began fucking his ass using my tongue and thumb, stretching him open until I added two more fingers.

But as he grew impatient, so did I, and at last, I dropped him. Panting, he lay down on the mattress, and with the tip of his cock glistening with precum, his legs spread and ass wet from my fucking spit, he was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. Unable to tear my eyes away, I rose to my knees and got rid of my boxer briefs. Doubting I’d ever been this hard, I moved my hand along my length while taking in the sight of him.

“What are you waiting for? Go ahead and fuck me,” he said, moving his hand between his legs and using his own fingers to stretch his hole.

I nearly came on the spot, but knowing it would feel much better inside him, I leaned down and kissed him. We devoured each other’s mouths, our tongues swirling while our bare cocks rubbed together, precum leaking from the two of us.

“Let me get a condom⁠—”

“No.” He kept me close as he moved his lips to kiss me along my neck. “Take me raw.”

My whole face heated up at his words, but knowing we were both too fucking horny, and wanting to make sure he meant it, I paused from kissing him to meet his lust-drunk gaze.

“Ari—”

“I’m negative, if you’re worried.”