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Chapter Eight

Waiting until the end of the semester didn’t turn out as torturous as I’d assumed it would. Or maybe it wasn’t the wait that scared me as much as the fear that Lito would realize I wasn’t worth waiting for. But thankfully, after that day we’d talked at school, he kept that fear so far out of my mind that I never even had to think about it. It wasn’t like I couldn’t be around him; I still saw him in class three days a week and I started taking classes at his studio. And while we never went on dates, we still hung out after classes at his studio and texted every day.

On Lito’s last day before winter break, I find myself hovering outside his office door. Right now, he’s focused on his computer where he’s trying to finish up some last-minute stuff to end out the semester.

Since I have some time to kill, I do a few steps he’s been teaching me for the Viennese waltz, a class I’m taking at his studio.

I hear Lito ask, “Ready to go?”

“I am!”

He stretches. “I’m glad to finally be finished.”

“Me too,” I say as I change shoes before rushing up to walk beside him. He shuts the lights off, and I realize that I’m sad to be leaving the room, but it’s all pushed away by the happiness I feel now that I can be with Lito whenever I want.

“Well, it’s official,” he says as we walk side by side. “You’re no longer my student.”

“I’ll miss having you as my professor, but I like this much better.”

He bumps his hip into me. “Me too.”

We walk out to his car, and I climb inside. As soon as he pulls out of the parking lot and onto the street, Lito holds a hand out to me. Other than dancing, it’s our first moment of contact since that night. Eagerly, I take it, and he slides his fingers between mine. I’m positive my face is bright red, but I don’t even care—nothing can ruin this moment for me.

“Do you want to go to my family’s Christmas with me?” he asks.

Surprised, I look away from our hands. “Yes! I’d love to! Are you sure it’s okay to take me? What if your family hates me?”

“What is there to hate about you? Not a single thing.”

“I’ll say something ridiculous. I’ll blurt out something stupid like I did when I told you I liked your muscles.”

“It’s part of your charm.”

“I want to go, though. Will you come to my house? My dad might murder me, but I still want you to come! He won’t like completely murder me, so you could just nurse me back to health. You look really concerned. I’m just joking. My dad would never hurt me. It was a joke. We get together on Christmas Eve. I know you’ll get along with Parker since he already really likes you. He helped pack my bag!” I unzip it and it’s like a condom landslide. Condoms tumble out all over the floor of the car as my face ignites. “Never mind. You are not allowed to ever see my family again. And I will be disowning my brother.”

He starts laughing. “Well, whatever you decide, I’ll go with you.”

“Really?” I ask, feeling excited, even if I’m nervous about meeting his family.

“Yes.”

“I’m happy to hear that.”

As we talk about things, I find myself squeezing his hand. Every time I do, he repeats the action, making my smile widen.

When he pulls up to a small one-story house in the suburbs, he turns to me. “Here we are.”

“I like it!” I exclaim even though it’s dark and I can barely see the place. I’m positive that even if there were weeds that were three feet tall and no windows, I would still like it because it’s where Lito lives.

He pulls his hand away from mine and I grudgingly let go. I was prepared to climb out his door if it meant not having to pull away.

“I’m glad,” he says as I quickly get out and anxiously wait for him. He comes around and unlocks the front door before pulling it open.

“I took a shower right before I came here,” I say in case he wants to pin me against anything.

“Well, I need a shower after getting sweaty in my last class, so what if you took another one?”

“I’m honestly clean—oh… with you. Yes! Please!” My face reddens, but I’m excited enough that I’ll jump in anywhere with him.

Lito chuckles. “Come on.”

I eagerly follow him into the bathroom before realizing that I’m still carrying my bag. I drop it on the ground while he turns the water on. As I stand there looking around the small bathroom, I realize that I barely glanced at the house as I followed him inside. My eyes were focused on him, and my mind was—and still is—caught up in the fact that in a few minutes I’ll have to take my clothes off in front of him.

Oh man.

He doesn’t give me time to stress as he steps up to me until he has me pinned against the sink.

“I’ve been dying to touch you,” he says as he looks down at me and gently tips my chin up.

Lito leans into me as my heart speeds up and my eyes drop to his lips. He didn’t kiss me much the last time we had sex, so I’ve been eager to feel his lips on mine. But the way my mind is racing, I’m positive I’m going to screw something up.

It doesn’t matter, though, because he doesn’t kiss me; instead, his lips brush over mine as his fingers slide under my shirt. He pulls it up and over my head. Then I stand there while his fingers trace over my bare chest, making my skin shiver beneath his touch.

“You’re going to torture me through a shower first?” I ask. “Is that your plan?”

He seems to be loving this plan. “I would never torture you.” He steps back to unbutton my pants and slide them down my hips, running his fingers down my bare skin as he goes. My cock is already interested but just as it begins to harden, he steps back and reaches for his shirt.

“I-I’ll do it!” I say a bit too loudly.

Lito smiles at me and drops his hands, so I step up and grab his tie. I’m not sure if it’s because I’ve never taken a tie off someone else or my nerves, but I quickly decide that there is no physical way to remove it from his body.

“Are you trying to choke me to death or take my tie off?” he asks curiously. I’m curious as well.

I give it a tug. “What if you keep it on for the shower?”

He laughs and reaches up to it. “How about I get the tie and you handle the shirt?”

At least buttons are something I can conquer and soon enough, I have his shirt off. Then I nervously reach for his pants, but as I push them down and see that he’s as interested as I am, I feel a bit more at ease.

Lito reaches out and tips my chin up. “Are you going to stare at my dick all night or let me get you in the shower?”

“Both,” I say as my face heats up.

He laughs but grabs my hand and gently pulls me into the shower. He adjusts the temperature before moving under the water and pulling my naked body against his. I feel his cock press against my abdomen as his hands slide down my back like he’s trying to keep me from stepping away. But far too quickly, he moves his hands away and grabs some soap which he squeezes into his palm. Then he begins running his hands over me. All I can do is lean into him as his fingers slide down my back to my ass. He grabs each cheek in his hand, pulling them apart, before continuing down to my thighs. Then his fingers travel back up to my waist.

He smiles at me before leaning in to kiss my lips, and I feel my erection press between his thighs.

Since we’re standing in the water, the soap is instantly washed away as his hands roam over me. When they find their way back to my ass, his fingers slip between my ass cheeks until a finger finds my hole. It runs over it, making me grab desperately onto him.

That’s when I realize that maybe I should be washing him off too. I grab the soap and squirt too much into my hand before I awkwardly start washing his chest.

Lito kisses my cheek before grinning at me. “How long are you going to rub that one spot?”

“I’m too nervous to touch anything else,” I blurt.

“Need help?” he asks.

I awkwardly nod as he grabs my hand and slides it down his torso.

He wraps my hand around his thick cock, and I’m glad for the guidance. Even though I want to have him feel pleasure and touch him everywhere I can, I’m too embarrassed to do it myself. But with his help, I slide my fingers over his thick base before running down to the tip. He pulls me closer and presses our cocks together so as I rub his, it brushes against mine.

“Does that feel good?” he asks.

I nod. “But I want more.”

“I will happily give you more,” he assures me as he presses his lips against my neck. He kisses the skin before nipping it.

“Yes, please.”

He turns the shower off and nabs a towel before running it down my chest. Then he draws the soft fabric over my hard cock on the way to rubbing down my back and thighs. Once we’re both half-assed dry, he steps out of the tub and reaches for me. I’m confused about what he wants until I start to step out and he grabs me.

Lito pulls me into his arms, one hand under my ass, the other on my back. I wrap my legs around him as my cock presses into his stomach. His mouth greedily finds mine while he carries me into his bedroom. He lays me down on the top of the bed, following me down as his lips never leave mine. I’m wrapped up in the pleasure of the moment as he reaches over to the bedside table and grabs a condom and lube.

“You’re gorgeous,” he whispers as he rubs lube over his fingers.

I watch his every move as he grabs a pillow and pushes it under my hips. My eyes are fixated on him while his hand slides between my legs. His finger ghosts over my entrance, rubbing and dipping in before pulling back out.

“Why is this so much more embarrassing this time?” I ask.

“Because you are forced to face me,” he says with a grin. “Do you want me to fuck you against a mirror again?”

“No.” Yes.

“You did love it, though, didn’t you?” he asks as his finger slides in deeper.

“Nope.” Maybe.

Lito grins at me before giving me a gentle kiss. “Liar.”

“I know! I’m lying. It was amazing. I jerked off while replaying it in my mind so many times.”

He starts laughing. “You’re fucking adorable.”

A second finger slides in and he begins stretching me as his hand wraps around my cock. He smears my precum over the head of my cock before reaching down to my balls and skimming his fingers over them.

It wasn’t the sex I waited so long for. It was moments like this when I could be open with him, when I could feel him physically and emotionally with no wall between us. We no longer have to hide, and it feels so refreshing. Because the moment he grins or laughs, and I know it’s directed toward me, I’m willing to give him every ounce of myself.

Lito rolls the condom down his thick cock as he pulls his fingers out of me. Then he sets the head of his cock against my entrance. As he begins to press against me, I grab on to him, needing to feel all of him as I take his cock inside me. It’s tight but pleasure is racing through me.

And that’s when he begins to thrust. I groan as his hand strokes me while his cock moves. He kisses me as I hold on to him, desperate to never let go. His free hand finds mine and his fingers slide between my own as he holds my hand against the bed. It’s not as raw as the first time we had sex, but it has so many more emotions tied to it that it’s just as good.

My entire being is enamored by this man, and I know that I will never pull away from him. He moves inside me until I can’t take anymore, until my mind is filled with pleasure and incapable of focusing on anything else. As I moan, he speeds up his stroking and cum hits his stomach as he rocks inside me. He groans as he moves, my body tightening around his cock until his thrusts become shallow and he comes inside me.

Slowly, he pulls out of me but instead of withdrawing like last time, he drags me to him after taking the condom off.

“I’m sorry for the pain I caused you after the last time we had sex. I should never have put you through that,” he whispers.

“It’s okay. I understand. And I promise that I did understand why you had to.”

Lito’s arms tighten around me. I know that this is just the beginning, but we’ve already gotten over the hardest part together. It doesn’t matter what comes our way; together we will face it head on and be stronger because of it.

His fingers trace over my back while his other hand still holds mine captive.

“I’m so glad you texted me that you wanted to grab my nuts.”

I start laughing. “I’m very glad as well. Now! Not then! I was prepared to expire from embarrassment then. But now… now I want to grab your nuts!”

“You had the chance, but you were too nervous to grab my cock.”

“Yes, but… I’ll get there. I’ll figure it out.”

“Oh? Well, I look forward to that.”

I grin and he squeezes me to him.

This is exactly where I’ve always wanted to be.