WARNING: The chapter contains explicit smut.
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Luca's POV:
I could no longer understand myself. Not at all. I was a playboy, so a one-night stand shouldn't be a big deal to me. I had been doing this for two years. It wasn't like this was my first time.
Hold on.
It was.
Tonight just recorded a series of my firsts:
1. I was asked out instead of doing the asking.
2. I was at the bottom.
3. I was having sex with a guy!
Could you believe this?
Even I found it hard to comprehend these three things.
But here I was, sprawling on the bed with my legs spread open like I was patiently waiting to be eaten.
Not that I had
In this story, there will be explicit sex scenes, sexual descriptions, and some sensitive issues. I already went into detail about this in the "Preface + Disclaimer" chapter. But don't worry. I'll always put a warning on top. Readers, you can decide whether to skip or read.
Warning: It isn't a smut, but there is mature writing near the last part of the chapter. I will put a note ***mature content*** before that part and ***end of mature content*** at the finish. *******Oliver's POVShifting in my sleep, I adjusted my head on the pillow, craning my neck down a few inches to find a more comfortable position. However, what I found nestled as snug as a bug in a rug wasn't the fluffy cushion underneath. Instead, I found the warmth radiating from the side of my body, accompanied by a fragrant scent that hit my nose. Though this scent was new to me, my heart already engraved it deeply into the depth of my memory so that there would never be a day that I would ever forget it. My respiratory system had already registered this as the most aromatic scent in the world. Or to my world, to be precise. It was the scent of my significant other. The one who would always own my heart.Luca Grayson. My lips curved up into a wide smile even before I opened my eyelids.
🔞Warning🔞: This chapter contains explicit smut. Luca's POV"I agree." I chuckled. "But you know what? I've never been listed in the 'tasty men' category. So, Mr. Boyfriend, why don't you do me the honor? I want your evaluation."His eyes got darker at my words. The piercing gaze made him look so god-damn sexy. I found myself ready for him to wreck me more. I shamelessly wanted him to f*ck me senseless. "I try to be a gentleman, but you keep testing my patience, Luca Grayson," he groaned, looking at me with hooded eyes. I reached out and wrapped my arms around his neck, locking them behind him. "Who says I like the gentle way?" I teased, sticking my tongue out.My eyes widened in surprise when he quickly leaned down to gently bite my extended tongue, sucking it with his lips and licking it with his own tongue. "Delicious," he muttered, pulling away and swirling his tongue all over his lips as if he was tasting me on him. His eyes remained locked with mine. How seductive could thi
🔞Warning🔞: Readers, you are about to enter the world of adults. Please proceed with caution because this chapter contains light smut. Luca's POVTo say I was shocked was an understatement. Those three words were short, but they weighed more than a paragraph. This one sentence usually took time and courage to say aloud, yet he said it without difficulty. What was the reason? Was he taking these three words too lightly? Or was he so sure of his emotions? Was certainty the reason courage propelled him to speak without fear? I couldn't tell what was on his mind, for I wasn't psychic. However, I hoped it was the latter. I didn't think I could go through another heartbreak. I hoped Mr. Zane knew what he'd just said. Or rather, what he'd just done to my heart. Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring his handsome face and distorting his face from my sight. "Luca? Hey, why are you crying?" he asked, his voice panicked. I tried to say something to reassure him that I was okay as I sensed hi
Oliver's POV: He laughed softly at my exclamation and wiggled his eyebrows twice at me like a boy full of mischief up his sleeves. I rolled my eyes and looked out the window to distract myself from some lewd thoughts since it'd take more time until we reached his house. Unfortunately, Luca didn't allow me to meditate on my lust for control in peace. He, once again, leaned on me and hummed a melody by Beyonce's Crazy in Love, which totally didn't help with the situation at all. I felt like he found amusement in torturing me. My body stiffened as he ran his hand up and down my thigh. I gave him a warning eye, but he refused to stop. “Well, if you don't like it, you can tell me to stop," he shrugged, continuing his hand's work, now slipping to my inner thigh. For some stupid reason, I didn't do it. It was torturing yet pleasurable to have him do that to me. I didn't want him to stop. Thus, the entire car ride was silent except for his repeated humming of the same song whi
🔞Warning🔞: Readers, you are about to enter the world of adults, so please proceed with caution.Oliver's POV I'd been trying my best to exercise my self-control. I tried the best I could. However, Luca didn't make it easy for me to maintain it. In the backseat of a cab, he intentionally rubbed his body on me as far as the seat belt would allow—which wasn't that much of a difficulty, considering he was in the middle seat while I was behind the driver's seat. And that wasn't the only thing he did. When I told him to sit properly so he wouldn't get motion sickness, he leaned on me, running his hand up and down my forearm while his head nuzzled the crook of my neck. As if his hair wasn't tickling me enough, he even occasionally blew hot air against my skin. "Mr. Zane, do you think yours is big enough?" he asked, running his tongue along the side of my neck."What?" I widened my eyes at the question, feeling goosebumps crawling up my skin at the wet sensation he'd left behind. Altho
🔞Warning🔞: There is no smut in this chapter, yet there are slight sexual activities written, so readers, please read it at your own risk.Oliver's POV To say I was taken aback by his invitation was an understatement. Yet, there was no way I'd decline such an offer. "I already got Ryan canceling my schedule for today," I said. "Can I take this a 'Yes' then?" he asked, his lips curved up into a smile. I shrugged, trying not to show how enthusiastic I was. "I'm free, anyway. I guess it won't hurt to spend my free day accompanying you to your house."I could tell from his eyes that he was satisfied with my answer. "Okay." He nodded and let go of my hand."I'll be back shortly.""Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere. I'll be right here, waiting for you." He winked, showing his mischievous side, which I found cute. Once I filled out the discharge form and paid for his hospital bill, the nurse walked into the room with me to remove the IV drip. I sat on the same chair I'd been sitting