Page 36 of Lost Room Lawyer (Room #4)

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Hector

My heart raced so fast, and I felt like a teenager falling in love for the first time.

When Nico took my hand and led me down the hallway, I barely noticed anything about the apartment.

It wasn’t until we were in Nico’s room and he closed the door behind me that I realized he had brought me into his personal space.

Even though everything felt so unfamiliar, the scent in the air—Nico’s scent—made me feel even more like I had finally arrived. I was no longer lost, swinging like a pendulum between two worlds. I had found the place where I belonged; age and gender didn’t matter anymore.

Nico’s room was spacious and simply furnished. In one corner was a wide bed, while across from it, by the window, was a desk cluttered with notes and a laptop. Next to a wardrobe on my right, was a couch strewn with a few books. The walls were adorned with pictures of birds.

Noticing the change in light, I turned to face Nico. He had dimmed the floor lamp beside him and was smiling sheepishly. I couldn’t and didn’t want to wait any longer. I closed the distance between us in two strides, pushed Nico’s back against the wall, and kissed him passionately.

Yes, I had arrived. When he hugged me, a weight I hadn’t even known I’d been carrying all my life was gone.

With a desperate need, I slipped my hands under his T-shirt, tracing over his sides to his back, drawing him closer.

Our tongues tangled in a passionate dance.

Nico placed his hands on my head, as if to keep me from squirming away.

But I had no intention of stopping. Instead, I inched myself even closer, sliding a leg between his and pushing my thigh against his groin, eliciting a moan from him.

Nico yanked my shirt out of my pants and unbuckled my belt. Feeling his warm hands on my skin sent a jolt of electricity down my spine.

The kisses grew more passionate, each touch igniting greater desire.

I played with his nipples, then unfastened his pants, slipping my hand inside.

Feeling the silky smoothness of his skin and grasping Nico’s arousal sent a thrill through my body.

He tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and sighed.

As I steadily fondled him, I could feel him growing tighter in my grasp.

His lustful gaze took my breath away as I pushed down his jeans and boxer shorts.

He responded with a fervent kiss and pulled down my pants and kneaded my ass. When our tips touched, I flinched and let out a soft moan.

“Shit, I missed that,” I pressed out.

“Me too,” Nico admitted between two kisses.

I removed his T-shirt and kissed my way down his flat stomach to his groin. Without hesitation, I took him into my mouth, teasing the frenulum with my tongue, gently caressing the tip, and then moving to his balls.

“Oh damn.” Nico sighed and dug his fingers into my hair.

“Hurry, let’s …” I hastily took off my shirt and looked around. I wanted to fuck him, or at least I thought I did, but suddenly a different thought shot through my mind. One I hadn’t seen coming, and it left me stunned for a moment.

“Everything okay?” Nico asked as he kneeled beside me.

My gaze drifted back to him—his loving, kind eyes and the sincerity he showed me.

Everything faded away.

The past, the years of hiding, the fear. There was only Nico and me. The way he touched me, caressed me, and made me feel like he was truly there for me dismantled all the barriers around me, making this one thought become clearer and clearer.

In all those years with the callboys, I had only let one person fuck me, and that was Juri. It had always been about control. I needed it, because the fear that my house of cards might collapse was too great.

With Juri, I had felt safe in some twisted way—otherwise, I probably wouldn’t have offered him my services afterward.

But where I had thought that feeling couldn’t be surpassed, I was just proven wrong. Nico had completely turned my world upside down and, in the process, earned my trust.

“What’s wrong?” he asked. “Is everything okay?”

In disbelief, I shook my head and smiled. “Yes, I …”

“Are you sure you’re alright?” Nico sounded concerned.

“Would you… Would you top me?”

“Can I?”

His question made me laugh, and all my nervousness evaporated. “Yes, do it.”

Something changed in Nico’s expression. His gaze darkened, and his eyes sparkled with desire. A mischievous grin spread across his face as he stood up and offered me his hand.

“Come with me.”

With my heart pounding, I let him guide me to the bed.

Nico drew back the blanket and then turned to me.

Heat surged through my veins as he slowly guided me backward until the bed touched the backs of my knees, forcing me to sit down.

With a fervent kiss, he climbed on top of me with a predatory intensity.

“Have you done this before?” he asked.

I nodded breathlessly. “Yes, but it’s been a while.”

“Then we’ll take it slow.”

Nico kissed his way down my chest, nibbled on my nipples, and continued lower until he reached my penis. “Damn, you’re so sexy!” he said, caressing the tip. “How do you like it?”

“Take me from behind,” I said, sliding forward to the edge of the bed.

As Nico prepared a condom and lube, I positioned myself on all fours.

Moments later, he began to focus on me, and a glance over my shoulder revealed his intense enthusiasm.

The hungry look in his eyes, as if he had just received a prized gift, was unforgettable.

Licking his lips, he tilted his jaw slightly forward and then eagerly began.

I hadn’t anticipated Nico diving straight into rimming me. The sensation of his wet tongue on my entrance elicited a soft moan from me with every touch.

Damn, it had been a long time. The last experience was with Juri in the fall. I braced myself for the anticipated pain, but I also remembered how good it could feel, so I had no intention of stopping.

Nico was thoroughly enjoying his exploration. Every touch sent electric impulses through my body. Gently and with a lot of patience, he prepared me with the lube.

“Don’t make me wait any longer,” I urged.

My plea had an effect because I soon heard the crinkling of the condom wrapper. “Let me know if it’s too much,” Nico cautioned as he coated his length with gel.

Then I felt his cock against my ass. He ran the tip along my crack—I would’ve given anything to see that.

“Are you ready?” he asked, planting a kiss on my shoulder.

“Yes, damn it,” I replied with a laugh.

Nico entered me slowly, inch by inch. A sharp pain shot through my abdomen, and I gasped from the effort.

“Relax,” Nico whispered, waiting for me to adjust to his size.

As the pulling sensation subsided, he pressed further inside me.

I held my breath, waiting for it to get better—and it did.

My muscles relaxed, and an incredible feeling spread through my entire body.

Being filled by Nico was breathtaking. As he started to move slowly, I completely surrendered to him.

“Oh fuck, Nico.”

“You’re so tight,” he said, leaning forward and planting more kisses along my back. “This feels amazing.”

I wrapped my hand around my cock, stroking it in sync with his thrusts, each movement sending fresh waves of pleasure through me. Nico embraced my upper body, bringing me closer to his chest. As he maintained his rhythm, he slid one hand to my throat and gently turned my head toward him.

Our lips met, and our tongues danced in a wet, passionate embrace. I lifted my arm, resting my hand on the back of Nico’s head, and surrendered to his warmth. His movements were tender, his kisses brimming with passion, and every touch was electrifying.

When Nico released me and I braced myself on the bed again, a sudden fire surged through me.

With each thrust, Nico hit my sweet spot, driving me nearly insane.

I moaned and could do nothing but cling to the sheets.

Before he could push me over the edge, I twisted out of his grip and turned to face him.

“I want to see you. I want to see you come.”

Nico laughed and helped me onto my back. “Me too,” he said, leaning in to kiss me passionately.

The closeness between us made my blood race. I wrapped my arms around Nico, holding him tightly. For a moment, we locked eyes and shared a smile, both of us struggling to believe we were actually here.

“I love you,” I said, touching his lips. “You’ve turned my world upside down.”

“I love you too, Hector. So much.”

The love Nico felt for me was written all over his face. He kissed me once more, then knelt between my legs and lifted them. As he entered me, I lost my mind. He hit that perfect spot again and thrust even deeper.

“I can’t hold on much longer,” I gasped, throwing my head back.

“Damn it, Hector, I want you so much,” Nico panted above me. Breathing heavily, he maintained the rhythm, pushed his sweat-soaked hair back, and gripped my thighs tightly. With each intense thrust, he brought me closer to the edge.

Watching Nico fuck me was insanely hot. Without taking my eyes off him, I stroked my cock. “Harder,” I moaned, and Nico did exactly as I asked.

He slammed into me faster and faster, stimulating my prostate.

“I’m about to come,” I groaned. “Oh fuck!”

“Yes! Come! Come for me!”

Then the fireworks went off, and I was hit by a hot wave of pleasure. “Oh shit!” I cried out as I came on my stomach. The orgasm washed over me, my muscles contracted, and for a moment, I was in another world.

“Keep going!” I gasped. “Keep fucking me. I want to feel you come inside me.”

Nico didn’t need to be told twice. He held onto my hips and picked up the pace. Shortly after, he leaned forward, panting. “Oh shit … hhh … I’m coming.”

Feeling Nico’s muscles twitch, his cock pulse, and the heat of his release inside me was incredible. He collapsed on top of me, and I embraced him with open arms.

“Holy shit!” he groaned against my chest. “That was amazing!”

“Oh yeah …” I replied, equally exhausted.

Experiencing the release together with him was a wonderful sensation—an intimacy I had never truly felt before.

“So beautiful,” I whispered, holding Nico tight.