Removing his fingers from his mouth, he slid that hand behind Andrei, pressing one wet fingertip against his hole. Before Andrei could even react to the pressure, Lucas ran his tongue along his sack, gently sucking one ball into his mouth. Andrei jerked forward, crying out in a mix of pain and pleasure so intense he could see stars. Lucas moved back and took his cock in his mouth again, sucking him hard while pressing against the tight muscles of his ass until his finger entered him.
Andrei gasped. The orgasm was building fast now, his focus shattered from the new sensations accompanied by blinding pleasure. “More,” he groaned. There was pain, but it was perfectly matched with the pleasure from Lucas’s mouth on his cock. Lucas pressed his finger deeper, stroking his ass, opening him up a little more.
The lights of the city blurred in front of Andrei’s eyes. He couldn’t watch Lucas any more. He was on edge, struggling to push back the orgasm racing down his spine, but it was a losing battle. Dropping his head down, he met Lucas’s hot stare and gasped.
“Gotta stop,” he bit out. “I –I can’t… almost,” he hissed. But Lucas didn’t pull away. He sucked him harder, his free hand clamping down on his hip as if to hold him should he attempt to escape. Fingers bit into him, threatening to leave bruises, mark him. A shout ripped from his throat in the form of Lucas’s name as he came hard, shooting himself down Lucas’s throat. And Lucas took everything he had, prolonging the orgasm as long as possible as he stroked Andrei’s cock with his lips and tongue. Andrei’s head jerked up and he saw the city stretched before him, the lights shining so damned bright. The world tilted and in that second he felt like a god, floating above it all.
It was only when Andrei shivered hard, his body swaying slightly as his knees threatened to give out that Lucas pulled completely free, possibly fearful that Andrei might collapse on top of him. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he stared up at Andrei, his eyes still hungry but also very happy.
“Hands still on the glass,” Andrei murmured, trying to get the blood to return to his brain.
“Impressive,” Lucas murmured as he carefully pulled Andrei’s boxers back into place. Before pushing to his feet, he kissed along the man’s stomach, working his way up to Andrei’s chest. Andrei couldn’t stop watching him. How the fuck had he ever thought that he was in a position of power by being on his feet? Lucas might have been on his knees, but from the first moment that he’d touched him, Lucas had been in control the whole damned time. Andrei would have done anything he’d asked.
Lucas tried to kiss Andrei’s throat, but Andrei ducked his head, capturing his mouth in a drugging kiss. His tongue swept through his mouth, taking in the mixed taste of himself and Lucas. It was something he’d never thought he’d find appealing, but then he couldn’t think of anything about Lucas that he wouldn’t find a fucking turn on. Every kiss, every touch, everything just left him craving more of this man and he just didn’t give a damn anymore.
Breaking off the kiss, Andrei slid one hand between them. Before he could reach Lucas’s cock, Lucas clamped a hand down on Andrei’s wrist stopping him.
“Don’t,” Lucas choked out before giving Andrei a crooked grin. “You don’t have to. I don’t expect…”
Andrei stared at the man for a moment, his eyes glazed with an aching need and no small amount of pain. He was giving Andrei an out. Lucas would let him walk out of the room and not think less of him. But Andrei didn’t want out. He wanted more. He craved it.
Dropping his head, he pressed his nose into Lucas’s cheek, dragging down to his neck so that Lucas tilted his head up, offering up more skin. “Don’t think I’m ready to suck you off…yet,” he admitted in a low, warm voice before biting his neck. He twisted his wrist just a little and Lucas released his hand, allowing him to run his hand along the hard ridge in his pants. Lucas’s hips jerked and he hissed softly but didn’t move otherwise. “But I’m dying to see you come.”
Pushing Lucas back, he roughly maneuvered him so that the other man was now pressed against the window, the city spread behind him, but Andrei could see only Lucas. He stepped back long enough to kick out of his pants, shoes and socks, leaving him in only his boxers before he returned to a bare-chested Lucas watching him through hooded eyes. He could help but smile.
“Should I put my hands on the glass?” Lucas mocked.