“Menus?” Owen asks, picking up the card from the table in front of him. “Wow. Talk about living the high life.”
I roll my eyes. “You are literally dating a billionaire.”
“He’s got you there, sweetheart,” Blake says as he peruses the menu.
Lukas is able to join us for dinner, and I can barely contain my excitement at the thought of my friends having this chance to meet him. It takes all of my concentration to remember to address him correctly and not reach for his hand under the table, though.
After some initial nerves on Owen’s part, he manages to adjust to Lukas’s presence and the conversation flows freely, resulting in what turns out to be quite a late night.
Eventually, Owen and Blake decide to make their exit, and while I’m sorry to see them go, I also can’t deny how eager I am for the opportunity to finally be alone with Lukas.
While I’m saying my goodbyes to Owen, I notice Blake and Lukas talking in hushed tones from the corner of my eye. When Owen and I turn to look at them, they rush to break apart, both looking rather guilty. Hmmm.
Blake hurries over to us and gives me a quick hug goodbye before steering Owen out.
“What was that about?” I ask once I’m sure Owen and Blake are well out of earshot.
A broad grin stretches across Lukas’s face. “It seems we’ve been invited to a wedding tomorrow. But don’t tell Owen—it’s going to be a surprise.”
16
LUKAS
“I like them. Owen and Blake, I mean,” I tell Jai once we’re alone in his room. It feels like we’ve waited an eternity to be alone together tonight, but it was worth it to be able to meet people important to Jai. “They seem very well matched, despite the difference in their ages. And very happy.”
Jai nods, a fond smile in place. “Yes. They’ve had their problems, that’s for sure, but they’re perfect for each other. I’m excited for tomorrow.” He steps toward me and links his arms around my waist, his gaze locking on mine. “Thank you for agreeing to officiate.”
I lift my hand to run through his soft, dark waves. “I was honored to be asked.”
His lips find mine and all talk of Owen and Blake and their upcoming nuptials is pushed aside as we devour each other’s mouths.
I guide him back a few steps until he’s pressed up against the bedroom wall, groaning against his lips as our cocks grind together.
Jai tugs at my clothes, breaking our kiss to demand, “Off. Off. Everything off!”
I let out a soft chuckle. “So impatient.” I nonetheless comply with his order, stripping out of my clothes as quickly as I can and watching as he does the same. Once we’re both completely naked, I waste no time in pushing him back against the wall, molding my naked skin to his.
I swallow his groan with a kiss, our tongues battling fiercely as our cocks slide against each other. I close my hand around both of us, using our precum as I stroke back and forth.
God, this feels so fucking good. The closeness. The intimacy. Everything with Jai feels amazing. I want all of it.
“Fuck, Lukas…you’re going to make me come.”
His words are a jolt to my brain and I immediately drop my hand and step away from him, prompting him to let out a whimper at the loss. “Not yet. Get on the bed. Hands and knees,” I order. There’s something I’ve been dying to do ever since I caught sight of that tight, round arse of his; I just haven’t been able to get the fantasy out of my head.
He offers a sly smirk. “I love it when you get all bossy…Your Majesty.”
A thrill runs through me at his words, but it’s nothing compared to the anticipation coiling in my stomach as I watch him stroll across the room and take up position on his hands and knees on the bed, his tight arse just waiting for me to have a taste.
I move right up behind him and spread his legs wider, positioning his arse down a touch. And then I sink to my knees. I part his cheeks and bend forward, sliding my tongue into his crease and swirling it around the edge of his tight little hole.
He lets out a groan, which only encourages me. I lick and suck and nibble at his arse before flattening my tongue and pushing inside, fucking his hole.
“Jesus Christ…fuck,” he pants, as he rocks his arse against my mouth, as if seeking out more of my ministrations.
“Do you like that, kotya?” I ask as I pull my tongue away and replace it with two of my fingers, pushing them deep inside him and using them to fuck his hole.
“Yes…yes…fuck yes.”
I bend forward to slide my tongue along his taint and he lets out a groan so loud I wouldn’t be surprised if they heard it out in the town square.
I withdraw my fingers and return my tongue to his hole, and this time he can’t seem to stop himself from rutting back against me.
His next groan is muffled, and when I pull away again I see he’s buried his head in the blankets. I stroke a hand down his side and over the curve of his hip. “Okay, kotya?”
“Yes…so good,” he manages to pant out. “Don’t stop, baby. So good.”
I continue teasing him, alternating between my fingers and my tongue, loving every second of making him come completely undone.
“Ah, fuck, Lukas…need your dick in me, baby.”
My cock is hard as stone and fucking leaking with precum, and giving in to his request is an easy call.
I stand and lay a light slap on his arse. “Turn over.”
He doesn’t hesitate to obey and, Christ, the sight of him before me—his flushed face, his straining cock, red and leaking with need—it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
I reach toward the nightstand but Jai shakes his head. “Forget the lube—just get in me!”
I bend forward, throwing
