The Florence apartment was thick with the scent of sex and gunpowder.Luca had Adrian on his knees in the middle of the bed, chest pressed to the mattress, ass raised high. He gripped Adrian’s hips with bruising force and thrust into him with deep, punishing strokes, each one driving the air from Adrian’s lungs.“Ricci lost another shipment last night,” Luca growled, slamming in harder. “He’s bleeding money and men. But he’s getting desperate. He wants you more than ever.”Adrian moaned loudly into the sheets, fingers twisting in the fabric as Luca pounded into him. Every brutal thrust stretched him wide, the wet, filthy sound of Luca’s thick cock sliding through the mess he had already left inside Adrian filling the room.“Harder,” Adrian gasped. “Fuck me like you own me.”Luca snarled and gave him exactly what he wanted. He fucked him with savage intensity, hips snapping forward, one hand fisted in Adrian’s hair, yanking his head back. The other hand reached around and stroked Adria
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