Page 70 of He is Poison
The driver nodded andput on the helmet. Seth stared, suddenly realizing those perfectly black eyesmatched the matte plastic. His heart skipped a beat, and he looked back to VeraSalieri, the woman who deserved to have her little finger cut off with a spoon,and he realized he didn’t care. He would go with the handsome stranger and havesome fun for once. Real fun without Dom putting him down all the time. With anormal hot guy, who just had to be legal. Otherwise, the world would be toocruel.
Seth wanted to saysomething more, but he decided asking the guy for his name could wait. When thestranger pointed to the seat behind him, Seth eagerly took the invitation. Hejust hoped the police wouldn’t stop him for the lack of a helmet. Fuck therules. Seth wrapped his arms around the surprisingly small waist. It had to be hangingaround Dom that made him notice the difference.
“Hold on tight,” saidthe guy and pushed Seth’s hands harder against his chest before kicking backthe support stand.
That was an order Sethwas happy to comply with. He couldn’t help a silly grin when he squeezed hisgroin against the driver’s ass. He would fuck him in that suit. Maybe thehelmet even? As soon as they got to the room, wherever it was, Seth would havehim wear that helmet and just pull his pants down for a nice, long fuck.
As they rode through thecity, Seth was progressively lost in the scent of leather and the muted aromathat had to be the guy’s own. So addictive. If it weren’t weird, he’d gladlypress his nose beneath the back of the helmet and take it all in. As much as heenjoyed the wind in his hair, the speed, the power of the machine between histhighs, the handsome driver, his unbelievably sensuous body and odd butbeautiful face occupied Seth’s whole brainpower.
And he didn’t even haveto try God-knows-what to hook up. They’d spend a few relaxing hours together,and Dom wouldn’t even know. He hugged the stranger tightly with his eyesclosed. As he inhaled the leathery smell, his mind subconsciously drifted toDom and the fresh scent of his hair. He didn’t want to compare two men who wereclearly so different, but he thought about the biker’s eyes again. Looking intothem was like gazing into twin black holes that pulled you in. Looking intoDom’s was like being naked, like Dom could see into Seth’s soul and prey on it.
They drove into anunderground parking lot, and the moment the helmet was off, Seth could gazeinto pure blackness again. The driver stepped closer, broke Seth’s personalspace, and pulled him into a kiss so forceful and confident that it denied theexistence of pre-set boundaries between two people. Seth was breathless, butreciprocated, trying to find his ground in a kiss that didn’t belong on thelips of a teenager. A teenager so much shorter than him at that. He slid hishands over the sides of the biker’s body and to his ass. A groan ofsatisfaction joined the kiss as Seth squeezed the man’s buttocks.
The biker pushed on hischest, biting his lip with a grin so wide Seth found it a bit out of place inthis situation.
“Let’s come upstairs.Cameras,” said the driver, though his hands were still unashamedly squeezingSeth’s hips. All of a sudden, Seth wasn’t all that sure anymore about who wasleading who, and how the situation was to develop. He would go with the flow.
He smiled back with hislips still throbbing and followed the handsome young man. “I had to close myeyes without a helmet. Where are we?”
“We’re still in the citycenter. Don’t worry, I’ll take you home later,” said the other man as theyentered a staircase and started a quick climb upstairs. Seth couldn’t denyhimself taking a step back, just to see the curve of that beautiful ass again.It was a work of art if he ever saw one.
He would top. He woulddefinitely top. He wanted to see that stern face lose control. “Yeah, ‘causeI’d be lost on a German bus.” Seth laughed as he looked around what seemed likea classy hotel. Cream colored walls and a few paintings here and there. Not toofancy but definitely nice.
When they entered theelevator, the air seemed to tremble with electric charge but before Seth coulddo a thing, the driver pushed on the middle of his chest and made him restagainst the wall. The blunt dark stare was firmly set on Seth’s lips and seemedto keep them shut because Seth couldn’t bring himself to utter a word.
“I’m Silvio,” said thestranger, his voice deep and raspy.
Seth ran his fingersalong Silvio’s forearm, completely dazzled. “I’m gonna fuck you like there’s notomorrow, Silvio,” he murmured.
Silvio didn’t smile. Henodded and stepped back just in time to exit the elevator when it opened. Sethfollowed like a dog ready to hump his master’s leg, and he slid his arm overSilvio’s shoulders. With every step, his pants were getting less and lesscomfortable.
“I’m sure I’ve got acouple of tricks only Sicilians know.” He leaned down and traced Silvio’s earwith his tongue.
Black eyes zeroed in onhim as Silvio looked back in an oddly feminine way. Taken aback, Seth let himslip out of his arms for just long enough for Silvio to open one of the doorswith a magnetic card. The slim hand made an elegant move, inviting him in.
Seth licked his bottomlip and walked in backward so he could keep looking at that stunning face. “Sowhat are you doing in Berlin? Work? Or are you here with your parents?” Sethsnorted.
Silvio closed the doorand put the helmet on a cupboard close to it. Despite being so intensely dark,his eyes stood out in the semi-darkness of the narrow corridor as heapproached. Seth didn’t even look around what seemed like a standard hotelroom, too transfixed on that clean-cut face as it emerged into the light. “No.I’m alone. You?”
“Yep, free as a bird.”Seth took off his jacket and spread his arms to the sides. Silvio didn’t seemto want to talk much so Seth took the hint. They would fuck, and that would bethat.
It hadn’t seemedpossible, but Silvio’s eyes got even darker. “Strip.”
“No, I prefer to undressyoufirst.” Seth walked up to Silvio, dying to see how fit he was underthat leather outfit.
Silvio’s mouth widenedinto a grin, but his eyes stayed dead like two pieces of coal, devoid of anymeaning. The change unsettled Seth so much he lost track of Silvio for asecond. Suddenly one of his legs lost its balance, and within a split second,he spun around and dropped to the floor. It was so quick and sudden that healmost felt he had lost time due to a glitch in his brain.
“The fuck?” All hisself-preservation instincts kicked in, and he rolled over on the floor in panicmixed with determination. There was no time to think of why this was happening.Seth needed to get out, run, and call Dom. Oh God, he needed to call Dom sobad.
He reached out to pullon Silvio’s ankle and shove him to the ground, but instead, he got a kick tothe wrist. The smaller body descended on him with unexpected force and pinnedhim to the floor. The moment Silvio pulled back Seth’s arms, that was it forSeth. He was immobilized like a mounted beetle. Pain spread up his arms anddown his back, leaving him quivering for release that wasn’t coming. Instead,something tightened around his wrists, hard enough to press a yelp out ofSeth’s mouth.
It had to be some sortof zip-ties because they dug into his wrists like a motherfucker, onlyreminding him of when his hands were tied for cutting off his finger. He couldbarely breathe in panic as he tried to remember anything Dom taught him aboutfighting that could prove useful in a situation like this one. When he archedhis back and writhed, trying to push Silvio down like a bull at a rodeo, all hegot was a harsh grab at his nape and another painful pull at his arm. The emptyspace where he used to have one of his little fingers pulsed, the muscle memoryin that place still vivid.
“Get off, get off, getoff!” he screamed even though his voice shook.
“Shut up, and you mayleave here alive.” Silvio’s voice, low and attractive, was now bleached of allemotion. He didn’t even flinch at Seth’s attempts to free himself.
Seth sniffed, tremblingall over. Why did these things always happen to him? All he wanted was acarefree hook-up with a hottie. “What do you want from me?” he uttered.