Page 45 of The Prices We Pay (Vittori Enterprises #1)
Bending my knees, I plant both feet on the bed.
I’m staring at the ceiling as the mattress dips between my legs.
A hand wraps around my thigh, and when I look down and see geometric shapes inked on the hand instead of an intricate butterfly, I know it’s Enzo.
He plants a trail of soft kisses up my abdomen, over my chest, and along the slope of my neck.
Once he reaches below my ear, he whispers, “Tell me you want this. Tell me you want this, Amico. I need to hear you say it.”
He picks his head up, and I take a long look at his face. I’ve always known Enzo was good-looking. Between his bad-boy-in-a-suit look and his charming personality, women and men of all kinds flock to him.
But as I stare up at him now, I’m struck by how beautiful he truly is. Cupping the side of his face with my hand, I answer, “I want this, Amico. In quest vita.”
Closing his eyes, Enzo drops his forehead to mine and replies, “And the next.”
The mattress dips again. I feel Enzo tense for a moment, but then, with his forehead still pressed against mine, he whimpers.
“If my fingers feel this good, imagine how good my cock will feel.” Sebastian slides his fingers in and out of Enzo’s ass, and I’m just now realizing that Enzo is fully naked.
I can feel the precum spill from his dick every time Seb presses against Enzo’s prostate with his fingers, causing it to pool on my stomach.
Sebastian withdraws his fingers and looks around Enzo at me. “He’s going to fuck you, Baby.”
Enzo swipes his fingers through the puddle of precum on my stomach and uses it to coat his middle and forefinger, and just like Sebastian did to him, he slowly works them inside my ass. “Enz—oh, fuck,” I moan, and when he adds a third finger, my back arches off the mattress.
“Fuck him, Enzo. Now.”
Removing his fingers, Enzo notches his cock at my ass, and I instantly feel the piercing he has on the head of his dick. The corners of his lips pull up, and he says, “Might not be five, but it does the trick. Just ask Joe.”
I can’t help it; I roll my eyes and huff out a laugh, but it’s nice to know that even though everything is about to change, we’re still Luca and Lorenzo. “Just shut up and fuck me. ”
“Music to my fucking ears, Amico.” In one smooth thrust, Enzo seats himself inside my ass.
Sebastian grips Enzo by the waist and holds his hips firm against mine.
“Lean forward for me.” Enzo folds his body against mine, resting one forearm on the side of my hand and splaying the other hand across my ribcage.
“Work yourself back on me.” Enzo readjusts his legs so that he can push his hips backward while still being inside of me.
And when his cock is pulled halfway out, Enzo moans loudly against my neck.
“That’s it. Just like that.” Enzo pushes back so that the head of his dick is all that’s left inside of me. “Such a good fucking boy.”
“Tesoro, I can feel them. Your piercings—you feel so fucking good.”
Unlike the night when Joe was between us, where the three of us moved in perfect rhythm, Sebastian begins fucking Enzo without abandon. Every time he pushes into him, he pushes Enzo deeper inside of me. It’s chaotic and unorganized, and I fucking love it.
Seb reaches up and pulls at Enzo’s messy brown hair, straining his neck at an awkward angle, but I take the opportunity to pick my head up and run my tongue along the column of his throat. “Fuck, yes. More. Give me fucking more,” Enzo pleads to the two of us.
Sebastian pounds into him harder, increasing the friction of Enzo’s body rubbing against my cock. A series of pleasure-filled whimpers and sighs spill from my mouth at the sudden overload of my senses. Sebastian notices—like he always does—and gives me the permission I need. “Come, Baby.”
Seb continues to pound into Enzo as I come so hard that my vision begins to blur. I know that I tighten around Enzo’s cock because he pleads to Sebastian, “Fuck, fuck, fuck. I need to come. Sebastian, please let me come.”
“I love to hear you beg for me.”
Enzo is practically sobbing now. “Tesoro—I can’t— please— can I come?”
“Come inside him. I want to watch you fill him while I fill you.”
Each of them roars out in pleasure as Enzo spills his release inside of me, and Sebastian does the same to him.
Sebastian thrusts twice more before the two of them come together.
Seb releases his hold on Enzo’s hair, and his head drops to my shoulder.
I thread one hand through Enzo’s hair and reach around to intertwine the other with Sebastian’s.
The three of us lay there irrevocably connected as we pant for breath.
Sebastian slowly pulls out of Enzo, who then slowly pulls out of me. I laugh as Enzo dramatically rolls to his side. “Holy shit. We have to do that over and over and over again.” He holds his fist out to me. “Deal?”
I laugh and pound his fist with mine. “Deal.”
“So is cuddling off the table or…”
“As long as you don’t steal the covers, you can stay and cuddle,” Seb yells from the bathroom.
“Hey,” I say softly, regaining Enzo’s attention. “You good?”
He knows I’m talking about more than the sex, but he just gives me a sleepy smile and says, “So fucking good.”
Sebastian comes back with a washcloth and cleans the two of us off before turning off the lights and climbing in bed next to me. Slanting his mouth over mine, he kisses me deeply.
“I love you,” I mumble against his lips.
“I love you, Baby. Let’s get some rest, okay?” I nod as he settles into his pillow. “Goodnight, Lorenzo,” he sing-songs into the dark room.
Enzo reaches across me and blindly pats him on the chest. “Goodnight, Sebastian.”
“You’re going to be in late tomorrow morning, right ?” I whisper.
“Yeah. I think I’m going to ask Joe to come with me, though, if that’s okay?” Enz asks.
Sebastian threads his fingers through Enzo’s, and I turn and kiss him softly on his forehead and say, “That’s perfect.”