Solamente: The Associate Has A Secret [REVISED]

CHAPTER 2-2: The Lone Wolf's Woes

⚠️ TRIGGER / CONTENT WARNING

This chapter contains explicit sex scenes that may be inappropriate to some readers.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

This sub-chapter is 90% smut and I can't blame you if you choose to skip it. Really. LOL

ON TERMINOLOGIES:

Meanings of words/phrases with a (*) can be found in the Glossary of Mafia-Related Terminology.

Chapter 2-2's Umore are:

♪ bedroom beat by zakori

♪ Saxxy by Asuoni

♪ Fire for You by Cannons

Link to the Spotify playlist: https://tinyurl.com/yyj9cx5q

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Silvio relaxed against the wall as Gianni leaned into him, chest against chest, each seeking the depths in their connection.

The white shower tiles were cold against Silvio's back, the dampness of his clothes making his teeth chatter. But Gianni had no intention of letting him go. He kissed the man greedily, pressing against his body with his needy heat.

"I'm practically naked and you're still fully clothed," the Lone Wolf said against the other's mouth. "That's not right."

Struggling to keep a lid on his excitement, Gianni wrenched at Silvio's leather jacket. And when he got it out of the way, his eyes lingered on the man's shirt, then let out a low groan as he yanked it over Silvio's head in frustration. "So many god damn barriers," he hissed as he tossed the shirt aside. He arched to Silvio as his teeth nipped the other's lips, wandered down his jaw, and scraped along his neck.

Silvio groaned as Gianni brought his mouth down on one of his nipples. He suckled hungrily, tongue flicking at the taut bud, teeth biting down, sending shockwaves through Silvio's body. The Lone Wolf pressed his mouth to one nipple, and then the other; lashing at the sensitive spots until Silvio couldn't help but let a little groan slip out of his lips.

Arching against Gianni, Silvio dug his fingers into the other's scalp. "Stop doing that," he said through clenched teeth. He refused to show the other just how good it felt. Giovanni Mancuso isn't about to make him concede defeat so soon.

The Lone Wolf grinned as he pulled his head back up and delved his tongue back into the other's mouth. He bit Silvio's lips, Silvio bit his, tongues dancing as they grappled one another in that steamy white room, their lust all the more inflamed because it was too cramped.

After a while, Silvio broke the kiss and took Gianni's chin with his thumb and forefinger, forcing the man to look him in the eye. What he saw in the Lone Wolf's eyes made his knees buckle beneath him.

Gianni wanted him so badly. That unmistakable desire burned in the depths of the other's dark gaze.

But before Gianni could get too turned on, Silvio pushed him back, keeping him at arm's length.

"I won't let you have your way with me."

Gianni looked languorously at him, a devilish gleam in his eyes. "Why, Mr. Masconi? What do you have in mind?"

Silvio swallowed hard as he met the other's intense gaze. "On your knees," he said in a commanding tone.

Gianni scrunched up his face. "I'm not in the mood to play games. Come on, why don't we just go straight for the goal, hmm?" he said coaxingly. He'd barely taken a hold of Silvio's throbbing erection when the man grabbed him by the wrist and yanked his hand away.