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Luca tilted his head back. “Yeah.”

“Yeah,” Brad repeated and kissed Luca again. This time he slipped his hand across the front of Luca’s shorts.

Luca hissed into his mouth.

“You do want this,” Brad praised. “Such a good boy for me.”

Pressing his hips forward, Luca whimpered.

Brad wrapped his left arm around Luca’s waist while nibbling across Luca’s chin. “Let me hear you.”

“Hurry,” Luca demanded. “Don’t have long.”

“I know.” Brad wasn’t so lost in pleasure that he wasn’t aware that someone could walk in on them. At any moment Josh could come searching for him. He tugged the tie of Luca’s shorts, giving him room to slide his hand inside.

“Yes!” Luca grunted.

He wrapped his long fingers around Luca’s erection and pumped.

Rising onto his tiptoes, Luca clutched at Brad’s shoulders.

The smooth, silky hardness that Brad held jerked in his hand. Brad rained more kisses down Luca’s mouth while moving his hand faster. Tightening his fingers until it would almost be painful but not.

Luca’s small whines, moans, and gasps were music to Brad’s ears. Even better than he’d heard the previous night when Brad had been on his knees in front of this same man. This time Brad could kiss and nip Luca’s tan skin while playing with the boy.

“Please,” Luca begged. “Please!”

“Doesn’t this feel good, baby boy?” Brad taunted. “My hand on you. Your pretty little cock is responding to my touch beautifully. You are beautiful.”

The series of sounds didn’t make any sense. He had no idea what Luca was trying to say. Not that it mattered. Brad swiped his thumb over the tip of Luca’s dick, collecting the precome. He used the small amount of liquid to ease his jerking of Luca’s shaft.

“So good,” Luca answered with a whine. “Need more.”

“We don’t have time for more,” Brad told him. Not now. Not in public again. The club, then the coffee shop, and now inside the tent out in the open. Brad didn’t usually have a kink for getting it on in public but Luca just tested all of Brad’s resolve.

“Want more,” Luca declared. He pressed his mouth to Brad’s shoulder where the tank didn’t cover.

“Ow,” Brad replied.

“More!” Luca said and kissed the spot he’d just bitten.

His little brat. Brad was fucked. Completely and utterly fucked. This boy was perfect. “You’re going to have to take what you want. Ride my hand.”

Luca snapped his hips. “But⁠—”

“Be a good boy for me,” Brad said. They were going to have to talk. This wasn’t the time or place since Luca was still lost in chasing his orgasm. He needed to take care of his boy. His. The Daddy part of himself that he’d chained up was out in the open now. Bursting through and forcing Brad’s words to be truthful. “Come for me.”

Luca’s body locked up before his come covered Brad’s hand, instantly complying.

Brad kissed Luca again. Such a good boy.

CHAPTER FOUR

Luca

Opening the bedroom door, Luca peered out into the hall and into the quiet of his apartment. Dawson should already be awake as it was his turn to open the coffee shop that morning. Luca needed to be back to the surfing competition for the second round in a few hours.

Not that Luca’s mind was on surfing. No, he’d tossed and turned all night, thinking about what had happened with Brad in the tent. The best damn handjob that Luca had ever received.