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Seth moaned, arching hiships up for a blow job. He’d never been in such a sexual frenzy. Nothing exceptDom’s lips now mattered, even having his ass sensitive and dripping with comedidn’t faze him anymore. He slid his fingers to the side of Dom’s head andlooked into his hypnotizing eyes.

First, he felt thatgorgeous hair fall on his prick, but when Domenico took him all the way intothe heat that was his mouth, Seth was blown away, reduced to moans, andwrithing on the floor. Seth gripped on Dom’s mane, fighting back a wave of tearsthat tried to force themselves from the pure intensity of the deepthroat.Orgasm came after just a few seconds, and Seth shut his eyes to block thetears. Fucking hell. Domenico Acerbi could deepthroat? Seth was done for theday, changed into a pile of moaning Jell-O on the floor. And Dom didn’t onlydeepthroat, he drank it all up, without spilling a single drop.

Domenico pulled awayvery slowly, savoring every inch of meat leaving his mouth. He lay on thefloor, with his face on Seth’s stomach. His mouth curled into a smile againstthe skin. “That’s what I like.”

“I… I think I’ll juststay here for a while,” Seth uttered, looking down at Dom, completely pumpedout. The man didn’t respond, gently playing with the hair on Seth’s stomach.

Then came a quietmurmur.

Seth closed his eyes.Sleep, finally. Plane sleep didn’t count. He would sleep until afternoon andthen send Dom for a takeout. He smiled to himself. That sounded like a plan.

Chapter 5

Domenico’s eyes snappedopen when his wristwatch squeezed his arm. It was the most discrete alarmpossible, and Domenico was so used to it he hardly ever freaked out anymore.With his head in the dark shadow of the sloped ceiling, he looked toward thewhite light from the window and followed it all the way to the bulky mound offlesh and comforter on the floor. Seth must have hated the light, as even hishead was now hidden under the covers. With a low groan, Domenico pulled backthe trench coat and towel he’d used as a substitute blanket, and stiffly madehis way to the bathroom. All the way through his morning ablutions, thepea-brain didn’t even stir, but he was up for a rude awakening.

“Rise and fuckingshine,” said Domenico, pulling the comforter off him in one rapid move.

Seth curled up on thefloor, his skin looking like that of a plucked chicken, and squinted open oneeye. “Huh…? What time is it?” he muttered and looked around as if he didn’tknow how he got to the floor.

“Seven thirty, hurry up,we’re going out.” Domenico walked past him and straight for the wardrobe. Theyneeded to buy one of those air fresheners, because that wooden box fuckingsmelled.

There was a silence,followed by a rustle of fabric and a sound of rusty springs. “You’re up first.Will you get breakfast?” Seth asked and after a quick glance over his shoulder,Dom realized that instead of getting up, Seth had moved to the bed.

“No, we’re picking upsomething to eat on the way.” Domenico frowned and pulled out a fresh shirt.“You need to wash.”

Seth scowled and pulledthe comforter over his head. “I know,” he grumbled from underneath.

“Come on, get up.” Domstarted buttoning up his shirt, enjoying the feel of fresh fabric on his skin.

Seth rolled over to hisback and looked at Dom with one eye open. “Can’t I get some rest?”

“We both got rest, nowget up.” Domenico slowly walked up to the bed. “This is a training camp, not aholiday.”

That must have gottenSeth’s attention because he opened his other eye. “No breakfast in bed, huh?”He slowly sat up, wrapped in the comforter.

“Not this time, no.”Domenico smiled, picked up his golden cross pendant off the bedside table andput it around his neck. “Get your sweet ass to the bathroom. Be quick.” Eventhinking about those delicious, round cheeks made his cock tingle.

Seth’s lips parted innot the smartest of expressions, and he slowly got up, with the comforter stillover his shoulders. “Don’t say that.” He didn’t look back, already on his wayto the bathroom.

“Say what?” Domenicofollowed him, grabbing onto the fabric. The last thing he wanted was their onlyproper cover wet or dirty.

“Don’t um… patronizeme.” Seth frowned and pulled back on the comforter.

“That belongs on thebed. Don’t be such a drama queen.”

“We have no freakingdoor in the bathroom, I want to hang it over the door frame.” Seth’s face wasbecoming redder by the second.

“Oh, come on. Thereisn’t a place on you I haven’t already seen so stop the bullshit and just getready.” With a final yank on the comforter, Domenico threw it back on the bed.

Seth stroked his own armbut finally rushed to the bathroom. “You wouldn’t be saying that if it was youwho got fucked.”

Dom glanced over hisshoulder and smiled at the firm muscle of that back and ass. He wanted nothingelse than to take a dive between those buttocks again, but this had to waituntil they dealt with more important business. “I had my share of fucks muchless comfortable than you had yesterday, so stop whining.”

“Just go away from thedoor,” Seth snarled. “I’m not used to this.”

“Nobody’s used to this.”Domenico took his time to put on the rest of his clothes, discreetly watchingSeth’s awkward attempts at washing his ass with one foot on the toilet.

“I’m sure as hell notgoing to get used to it," growled Seth, splashing water from the sink allover the bathroom.