When his green eyes opened, hazy and sultry, piercing through him with unbridled desire, Giovanni felt a shiver run down his spine. His gaze locked on his with a barely contained, primal hunger that caused all rational to escape him. His brain was quite literally mush inside his skull. He could feel the heat radiating off him, enveloping him and drawing him deeper. Even he knew that this grinding on each other would not be enough to satiate them.
This was a firestorm of unadulterated need and want that threatened to consume them both.
A smouldering look passed between them before Luciano's lips found his again, hungry and passionate, leaving him dizzy.
Desperately, his hand trailed down his chest to his crotch, feeling his hardening cock over the fabric of his grey joggers.
Luciano jolted, leaning back into the headboard with a sudden pant escaping past his lips as Giovanni continued to grope him, pressing his member into his palm.
