Chapter 47 My Sexy Gym Partner 🌶️🌶️🌶️
LUCA'S POV
His tongue swept into my mouth like he was trying to taste meㅡ dominate me.
His fingers tugged harder on my head and I gasped, throwing my head back with a wince that morphed into a moan when his teeth dragged over my neck, tongue licking at the skin there.
Shit.
I held back the urge to moan when the hard planes of his chest pressed hard against mine, pinning me against the wall so that I had nowhere to move to.
“You always say you don't want me, hm?” His voice was rough, bouncing off the shower walls. “But how do you explain this?”
His hand wrapped around my aching dickㅡ rough and firm. He tugged at it and I almost blacked out.
I shouldn't be this turned by his hand on me. What was fucking wrong with me?!
His hand moved, rough and calloused over my length and I jerked forward in his hold.
“Fuck you…” I gritted out.
Because what was I supposed to say? It seemed way easier than admitting that I liked whatever this was.
“Still got that sharp mouth of yours?” He growled, his eyes dark as he flipped me over, pressing my chest to the damp walls of the shower room before he closed in behind me, his dick rubbing off against my ass.
Shit.
His hand pressed against my neck, holding me in place while his other hand reached to flip on the shower, water immediately beginning to drench us from above as the sound filled the air. “You will scream for me, Luca. More than you ever thought you would.”
His hand slid down my back, spreading water as it went, before gripping my ass hard enough to make me gasp.
The water pounded on us, making the small space steamy and slippery. "This body always was meant to be mine," He whispered harshly against my ear.
His calloused hand wrapped around my dick roughly, tugging it hard as the hot water pounded on us. "Look at you, getting hard for me. Your body knows who it belongs to." He thrust his hips forward, his thick length sliding against my ass. "You're mine, Luca.”
“Ugh!” I could feel the heat and the steam surrounding us, the sound of the waterfalling onto the tile floor.
His large hand wrapped around my throat, applying gentle pressure as he continued to stroke my dick with the other. "I know you don't want this.”
“Fucking bastard!” I gritted out even as I jutted my ass back to meet his dick.
His hand tightened around my throat, cutting off my breath as he slammed me back against the wall. "Shh, Luca. Just shut the fuck up and listen for once." His voice was a low growl, dangerous and intense. "You think you can talk back to me?”
He chuckled darkly, his grip on my throat easing slightly to let me gasp in a desperate breath before tightening again. "You always were a feisty little shit. Always talking back, always fighting." His hand slid from my throat to grip my hair roughly. "Well guess what?”
My teeth ground together but I couldn't bring myself to say a word.
"You're in my fucking hold now. My rules." He slammed my face against the wet tiles, leaving a red mark. "That mouth of yours is gonna serve a purpose for once instead of sassing me off." He kicked my feet apart with his own, making me spread wider against the wall.
I gasped, knees buckling under me as my words escaped me while curses ran through my head.
Fuck him.
But I needed to feel him rut inside me. Needed him to live up to the promises that his gaze held.
"I'm gonna fuck that mouth of yours so hard you'll be choking on my dick instead of talking." He spat, gripping the back of my neck as he pressed his hips forward, his thick, hard dick pressing against my spread ass. "You hear me, Luca?”
"Fuck you." The words came out muffled against the wall, but Ethan heard them loud and clear.
A smirk spread across his face before he backhanded me hard enough to make my head snap to the side. "Wrong answer.”
Ethan's large hand shoved between my shoulder blades, turning me around and forcing me roughly onto my knees in the shower floor.
My palms slapped against the wet tile, catching myself as water pounded down on us.
"Look at you," Ethan sneered, his massive dick right in front of my face now. "On your fucking knees like a good little boy. This is where you belong." He grabbed the back of my head, yanking me forward until my mouth bumped against his thick head.
"Open up, pretty boy. Let's see that smart mouth work for something useful.”
I clenched my jaw, refusing to open. My mind raced with thoughts ㅡ He's not going to make me... I won't let him…
But then his other hand reached down and gripped my balls through the water, squeezing hard enough to make me whimper and open my mouth instinctively.
Ethan took that opportunity to shove his thick length into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat immediately.
I gagged loudly, saliva dripping down my chin as he held me in place, forcing himself deeper. "That's it," He growled, "Take it like a good boy.”
My eyes watered as he began to fuck my face, his hand still wrapped tightly in my hair keeping me pinned in place. The water beat down on us both, mixing with my tears and spit. His other hand moved from my balls to slap my cheek harshly.
"Look at you, all wet and pretty on your knees with my dick down your throat. Bet you never thought you'd be here, huh, pretty boy?" He laughed darkly, pulling out briefly to slap my face with his wet dick. "You're fucking gorgeous like this.”
My inner thoughts were a mess. Fuck him. I hated him. This was so degrading but why did it feel good?
I felt humiliated and used, but there was a twisted pleasure in being dominated by him. My hands clenched into fists on the floor, nails digging into my palms as I tried to ignore the growing heat between my legs.
Ethan noticed my flushed face and the way my throat was working around his cock as he pushed back inside, making him smile sadistically. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" He pulled out slowly before slamming back in, making me gag loudly. "Fucking look at you…”
He started to really use my mouth then, his hips snapping forward aggressively, his balls slapping against my chin. The water from the shower mixed with our fluids, creating a mess around us. "Who's a good boy?" He mocked, his voice dripping with contempt.
I'm not a fucking good boy!
I wanted to scream, but my mouth was stuffed with his massive dick. I hated this. I hated him! But why is this so fucking hot? My tongue swirled around his length involuntarily, tasting his salty precum.
My hands stayed balled into fists on the floor, refusing to touch him despite my traitorous mouth sucking gently. I'm going to hell for enjoying this.
Ethan groaned loudly, making my eyes snap open as I looked up at him through watery eyes. Fuck, he looked so arrogant and dominant like this.
My tongue pressed against the underside of his dick automatically, tracing the veins like I wanted to learn every inch of him.
"Dirty mouth, pretty boy," Ethan grunted, his hips moving faster. "Never thought you'd be using that tongue for something other than backtalk." He slapped my cheek with his wet dick again before pushing back inside my mouth. "Take it deeper.”
I gagged loudly, my throat burning as he pushed deeper. Fuck.
My eyes watered, spit dripping down my chin as I eagerly sucked, my tongue swirling around his length like I was trying to worship his dick.
"Fucking hell, look at that slutty tongue," Ethan groaned, his grip in my hair tightening as he used my mouth roughly. "You're loving this, aren't you? You little cocksucking whore.”
His dirty words only made me suck harder, my cheeks hollowing out as I tried to take him deeper. The water pounded down on us, making everything slick and messy. Ethan's other hand reached down to grip my chin, forcing my mouth open wider as he hit the back of my throat over and over.
He fucked my face relentlessly, his hips slamming against me with each thrust. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the shower room along with our wet grunts and gags. Suddenly, Ethan's hand slapped my cheek hard enough to make my head snap to the side. "Hands,”
I hesitated for a moment before reluctantly bringing my hands up to grip his thick thighs for balance, my nails digging into his skin.
Ethan grunted in approval before wrapping a hand around my throat, squeezing as he began to really pound into my mouth. "Take it, always knew you could take every inch of me," He snarled.
His fingers tightened around my throat, restricting my airflow as he hit the back of my throat harshly. I gagged and choked around his length, tears streaming down my face as I clung to his legs for dear life. My hands automatically moved to grip his ass cheeks tightly, pulling him deeper into my mouth.
Ethan grunted, feeling my hands grip his ass. He spread my jaw wider with his thumb, forcing himself deeper.
Ethan's hips stuttered as he bottomed out in my throat, his fingers digging into my jaw as he held me there. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," He groaned loudly, his hot cum shooting down my throat in thick, heavy streams. "Swallow it, you fucking whore,”
My throat worked automatically, swallowing his bitter seed as he filled my mouth and throat with his release. I felt it drip out the sides of my mouth and down my chin, mixing with the shower water. Ethan held me there for a long moment, his dick pulsing in my throat until he was completely spent.
With a cough, I pulled away, my gaze hard as I watched him lean back spent and tired.
Oh, not so fast.
I struggled to my feet and slammed my lips against his, letting him taste his release in my mouth.
“My turn.”