Matthew Noszka as the Antonio Esposito

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Fighting Temptation: Capítulo Ventisette

"Woo, I needed that shower." I groaned in relief as I toweled my hair dry, walking out of Antonio's bathroom in nothing but a wrapped towel around my waist. "Yo Tony, why didn't you tell me I smelled like a homeless man?" I sputtered once I made eye contact with the man that I loved as he sat in his chair across from me.

"Because you didn't." He replied in that suave tone of his and I stared in disbelief, watching as his eyes raked my body hungrily. "I would've told you if you did." I didn't know if it was just me, but I could sense and hear the way that his voice darkened, sipping low into a huskiness. It had been a long time, hadn't it? I threw the towel for my hair on the chair next to me as my body started to heat up, much hotter than the steam of the shower. It was crazy how much his stare could stir me up. His stare made my mouth water with anticipation, my mind going crazy with wonder, wondering what he would do to me, wondering what lied beneath those hazel orbs of his.

"You know, Antonio," I bit my lip as I stalked over to him as slowly as possible, my hand tugging at the rim of my towel. "Every night that we were apart," I watched as his eyes squinted in curiosity, his tongue reaching out to lick that plump of his. "I thought of you fucking me." I murmured out in a sensual tone, my eyes tracing his body from top to bottom, a smirk coming upon my lips as I inched closer and closer to him. The room was hot now, zinged with the sparks of lust as we stared at one another, eyes heated up with desire. "I thought of your hands touching my body, your lips all over me." I watched as he stood to his full height, his hand reaching up to unravel his tie, the action so fucking sexy and it did nothing to stop the fiery heat that was boiling within me.

"Did you now, Valentin?" He tilted his head to the side, his lips curled up in the sultriest grin, his pearly white teeth peeking through as he gave me a look that held no mercy. "What else did you think of, mhm?" His Russian spiced voice was the only thing that I heard running through my head and it made me hitch a breath when I realized the low and deep timbre. Dripping sex. "I thought of your voice." I was almost there, within his range of personal space and I could feel his body heat seeping into the air and I wanted nothing but to be wrapped in it. He began to unbutton his shirt in a way that was so tantalizing and my hole clenched as I watched his pants stiffen. "You like the sound of my voice, eh?" There was a sense of amusement peeking through his resonance of seduction as I reached closer and closer, standing in front of him, nodding in reply. There was nothing but carnal desire as I looked at him, drinking in his appearance as he tossed his shirt to the side.

The Adonis chuckled sinfully, licking his lips as his hazel eyes landed on mine, his lips twitching up into a cold smirk as he took hold of my waist, the firm grip promising no escape. I trailed my gaze up to his thick and taut muscles, wanting nothing but to run my tongue all over him. I craved everything that he was and I wanted him to take over my body entirely, owning it completely. I wanted him to be deep inside of me, bringing to the brink of pleasure, only to catch me when I dropped. I wanted him to have me.

This was scary but in a way, all of this was very exciting, and there was a spurt of adrenaline coursing my veins, swirling the carnal urge through my chest cavity. I missed feeling him and I could tell that he did too. "Valentin," He breathed out heavily, his voice coated in temptation, one that I couldn't fight, as his eyes glistened over. He looked down at me as he pulled me tight against him, the smell of his spicy and enticing cologne waving over me. My voice was stuck in my throat at the dark stare he sent me and I shivered as his big hands crept down and squeezed the globes of my ass. "Te necesito en mi cama con mi verga dentro de ti, ya." He groaned in Spanish, his alluring cadence cascading over my ears with the exude of pure love and lust. (I need you on my bed with my cock inside of you, now.) It was raw, rough even as he reached and snatched my lips for claim.

Tremor surged through my very core as he gripped me once again and I wondered when I let go of my towel. I was pressed against him and I could feel how hard he was, long and thick against my stomach. "Take me then." Need blazed through every capillary that it could find as he swooped down and took my lips as his, his tongue barging its way through as it licked and lapped at my cavern. I moaned in earnest as my arms wrapped around his neck, him picking me up along for the ride. I missed this, this feeling. I didn't know how or when I became so addicted to him, his smell, his touch.

He threw me on the red California king bed, roughly but gently all the same as he quickly tugged off his pants and boxers with the quickness, the soft light of his room illuminated the soft skin of his body and I reached a hand out, wanting to commit it to memory. The smooth and cool silk beneath my body was no remedy against the way that his eyes roamed my body hungry, his tongue flicking out to lick that luscious lip of his. His body looked so perfect, just begging to be touched by me and I had no doubt that the hungry look in my eyes went unnoticed. "Hermoso, Valentin," Antonio leaned down over me, his body covering mine as his large hands latched onto my hips, rubbing at the curves there (Beautiful). "I want to fuck you, hard and deep, making your legs shake until you know nothing else but this dick that's inside of you," He grunted out and his voice made me wet with wonder as it coursed over my skin like the sweetest melody. "But I also want to take my time tasting every part of you," He planted open-mouthed kisses along my hips and thighs, indenting marks. "Making love to you so slowly and so passionate so that you know just how much I love you," There was a soft smile on his lips as his tongue lapped my thigh.

He trailed saliva across my skin, his overcast orbs never leaving. I tried to stifle a whimper, arching my back as his hands tickled my body. "Please..." I trailed off as he began to chuckle in that captivating low timbre. "Bien, amorcito," He flexed, exposing those enticing biceps, those tempting pecs as my mouth watered at the sight of those tanned abs. My body yearned for his touch as he snickered a bit, finding the situation all too funny. Here I was, panting in suspense at his expense, just waiting for when he would relieve my body of its tension.

"Don't take your eyes off of me Valentin," He held a deep smirk on his lips as he kissed further and further down my navel, each kiss burning into my skin, his eyes staining into mine, blown with dilation. His fingers reached down and I gasped slightly when I felt them tapping against my balls, my stomach tightening and squeezing for release. He only touched me lightly, and yet, I found myself burning.

"Entiendes, amorcito?" (Understand.)

He was teasing me now as he opened my legs wide, settling in between them. "I wonder just how much you can take," He whispered as his warm hand trapped my weeping dick inside, the warmth stimulating me as I moaned for more. "Before you beg." He wondered, mocking me sadistically. He inched his lips over my weeping cock, the head a sullen purple and dripping immensely with pre-cum. "This looks like it needs some attention." He breathed heavily over the tip of my dick and I almost shot up off of the bed in dire need. "Please, Tony..." I begged, wanting more. I was already drunk off of his touch and I wanted to get intoxicated. Antonio narrowed his eyes at me, that one strand of hair drooping down in his face and he looked like such a beautiful specimen at the moment. The vein along the side of his head pulsated as he let out a sigh full of desire. 

Shit, why was he torturing me like this? I wanted him inside of me, buried to the hilt and fucking me into the damn wall, giving us both the release that we needed, having been apart for so long.   

"Mierda, Valentin." He cursed and all of a sudden, his mouth enveloped my erection, the warm channel coating itself around me and if it wasn't for his hands holding my hips down, I would've flown up into the ceiling. "Ah, shit!" I moaned out loud, my legs shaking rapidly and succumbing to the humming vibrations of his tongue and the hot feeling of his lips wrapped around me. My mouth fell open, strings of screams and silent moans making its way out. He sucked me hard and deep and my balls trembled in his grip. He literally was taking the soul out of me with every flick of his tongue against the underside of my cock. "Damn it, Tony!" I called out, each suck sending me higher and higher. 

He chuckled, the vibrations coursing through my dick and I shuddered, biting my lips. It felt so good, so damn good and I couldn't help but run my hands through my hair. I would've pushed his head away to try to catch my breath, but he held a solid grip on my thighs and he gave me that hard and dominating stare that dared me to try and move. He held that predatory look in his eyes that said, 'what's mine is mine.' He wasn't going to let me escape, that was very much true. Each lick brought me closer to the brink and my core was ready to release. His fingers left bruises and my mind was going hazy. What was he doing to me? 

This Adonis wrapped his lips around the swollen tip, sucking all of the pre-cum out and my body was at its limit, needing to cross over that line. I needed to cum and he wasn't helping. He took his mouth off of me and I almost whined at the feeling, so empty. He was so evil, wanting me to beg. He wanted me to deliver myself wholly to him and fall within his trap. "Pleaseeee...." I couldn't take it anymore. I needed this and he wasn't giving it to me. He stilled for a bit, his calculating glare dominated the way my body move. "Sí," He took his mouth off of me and I almost whined, missing the warm contact. "What is that you need me to do for you, Valentin?" He smirked sardonically, cracking his neck like the sexy devil that he was as he wracked my body with those strong eyes.

He tilted his head as he raised a brow. "You want me to make love to you, huh?" He licked his lips as inched closer to me. "Give it to you so hard that you can't stand?" He peered into my face, that one sexy eyebrow of his raised. He reached down and flicked my bottom lip with his tongue and I didn't hesitate to open it. "Necesitas decirme lol que quieres, amorcito," He pecked my lips lightly as he wrapped his arms around my body, leaning over to grab something (You need to tell me what you want). I could feel his erection pulsating, warm to the touch and heavy on my leg. It oozed with pre-cum as it bobbed, wanting release.

So it wasn't just me.

"I just want you." I replied as I licked my dry lips. "Please." Antonio sat there, looking at me. "I would but I need to prepare you first, make sure you're ready," He stated so casually but judging by the clenching of his fists, he was fighting the urge to give into temptation. "I already did!" I blurted out, blushing immediately as he furrowed his brows in confusion. "I did in the shower." I said quietly as I looked away, having remembered how I moaned his name out in pleasure as my four fingers satisfied me to no end. "Oh, you did?" Hid deep, exotic voice filled up my ears, echoing through my mind. "How perfect you are," He turned my chin so that I was looking at him and he swooped in and enclosed my lips in a passionate touch. Within the span of two seconds, He switched me around with his grasp around my waist as I sat on his stomach, hovering over him.

He reached over, not breaking the kiss as he picked up something, a beep resonating throughout the room and I realized that the light gradually dimmed as soft music channeled around us. "Look at me," He whispered and I opened my eyes, wrapping my arms around his head, running a hand through his blonde hair. He was utterly beautiful and I was so glad to call him mine. There was a sound of a cap opening as his fingers grasped at my hole and I hissed as cool liquid dribbled onto my crack. He threw the bottle of lube somewhere else as he grabbed onto my ass, thrusting his dick in between. The tip caught onto my hole and I moaned at the feeling, his lips reaching out for mine. "You mean so much to me..." He said in between kisses as the tip of his cock slowly breached my insides. I screamed into his mouth as he pushed deep inside of me, filling me to the hilt. One of his hands came up and intertwined with mine as we kissed so sweetly. This man truly had the key to my heart and I wasn't going to ask for it back. 

"Te amo, Valentin," Antonio sighed softly on my lips, thrusting slow but deep, hitting that familiar spot inside of me, causing me to moan out, realizing how happy in this moment I felt. He felt so large and so long inside of me and I could feel his protruding veins against my walls as the soft music caressed the moment. I trailed my eyes back up his naked body, his sun-kissed skin shining in the dim light as sweat dripped down his pecs and to those washboard abs which I wanted to feel under my hands. He was so beautiful and as he kept running his hand through his tousled hair, I realized just how much I wanted him. 

My hands went to grasp his shoulder, nothing but gasps leaving my mouth. He hit my prostate head on and I let out a groan into his mouth, him still pushing his long length in. "I love you too, Antonio." I purred out, rubbing his head, a mere, truthful promise leaving my mouth. He began to bounce me up and down on his thick erection, my hole stretching wide. He kissed my neck, rubbing my back sensually as he held my hand tightly, my hips starting to move on their own. There was something about the way that he looked at me like I was the only thing that he saw. I smiled down at him, watching his mouth open as groans exited. He pounded me slowly but surely and there was this intimate connection that emerged as I gazed at our connecting hands. There were no words to describe the tremendous and rising feeling that took over my chest. I could stay here at this point in time and stare at this man. 

Really could.

He leaned up and bit my lip, not causing pain but causing hunger and I craved for more of his sweet touch. My eyes locked onto his, those hazel eyes piercing my soul "I am yours forever." He uttered deeply and I couldn't stop the smile that coursed my lips as I leaned down, kissing his forehead. He continued to ram inside of me, hitting that same spot that brought me to the verge of combustion, my erection weeping with need as it rubbed against the friction that was Antonio's stomach. It was soon, I knew, but my breath wouldn't stop hitching every moment that I drunk in Antonio. He knew every part of me and vice versa, and my heart craved for more. With every deep and rhythmic thrust up against my prostate, I couldn't help but realize that I was amazed every time I looked at him like he was made just for me.

Everything that I wanted was in front of me and it appeared that he saw the same time. He looked at me with stars in his eyes, a smile that told me that he couldn't stand how much he loved me, his cheeks glazed over with redness and that was just it.

"Cum for me, Valentin." He breathed out and that was all it took for me to cross that line. It felt like we were the only ones that mattered and as he leaned up to place a kiss on my lips, I felt relieved. I let myself go, my hot spunk landing all over his stomach as he released himself inside of me, warmth hitting against my walls. I rejoiced at the feeling as I panted and panted, heavily worn out. We both looked at each other, dopey grins mirroring each other's as we stared, hazel into brown, hands still connected. There was nothing else we could say at this point but he pulled himself out of me, a groan leaving both of our throats as he gently placed me beside him, his warmth covering me.

Perfection.

I closed my eyes, relishing in the feeling of his body on mine, happier and in higher spirits. We had just made love. There was nothing better than making love with Antonio Esposito. The music still played in the background, a gentle reminder of our occurrence. I grinned, cheesing to myself as I slowly began to drift off. The man himself began to rub my sides soothingly as he leaned over and placed his lips on my ear, whispering ever so slowly.

"Podría abrazarte para siempre, amorcito." (I could hold you forever.)