"So the problem was not my trust issues but your lies." He said visibly upset with the situation he was witnessing.
"I don't owe you any explanation." I told him and wanted to walk past him but at that moment I heard the door of the room open.
"Hey, you forgot to take your bra." Damiano said stepping out of the room in only his boxers.
"Are you fucking serious?" Ethan raised his voice.
"Ethan ..." I began to speak but he interrupted me.
"How the fuck could you do this to me, Damiano, what the fuck?!" Ethan yelled.
"It's not that deep bro." Damiano began to calm Ethan down but only made the situation worse. Damiano approached him but Ethan punched him.
"Ethan what the fuck, stop it!" I raised my voice.
"You have no right to speak in this situation!" He yelled at me while passing me, pushing me with his shoulder along the way.
We heard the front door slam shut so we concluded that Ethan had gone somewhere. I turned to look at Damiano and saw blood dripping from his lips.
"Sorry, it's my fault, let me help you clean up." I said helping him get up and took him to the bathroom.
He sat down on the counter and I stood between his legs, soaked a cloth and wiped the blood off his face. I felt a little bit uncomfortable under his stare but I didn't bother too much with it.
As I was cleaning him he put his hands on my waist and pulled me closer to him.
"Damiano, please.." I said knowing that the way he makes me feel every time he touches me is wrong. Wrong towards Ethan.
"What? I'm not doing anything. I'm just helping you clean me better." Damiano answered me in a tone that let me know that he knew what his presence, his touch, was doing to me.
"Can you stop touching me?" I said that quickly and awkwardly. Even if I wanted his touch to never leave my body I knew I had to stop this. He looked through me and saw what I really wanted.
"Why? Am I making you nervous?" He had the biggest smirk I have ever seen on anyone in my entire life.
He put his hand on my face and slowly began to lean in. I tried to restrain myself but he was so close to me and he looked so sexy I couldn't resist.
The moment his lips touched mine all my other thoughts were gone. The only thing on my mind was him and everything I would let him do to me. Finally everything I thought about for days, and that night with Ethan, will come true. Ethan.. No, this is wrong. I slowly pulled away.
"What's wrong?" He looked at me with longing in his eyes.
"This is not right. Ethan..." I started to explain but I was cut off.
"Ethan didn't know how to keep what he had. You don't have to think about him at all because it's his problem that he let you go."
Damiano was completely right. Right now I wanted this to happen so much that anything he would tell me would be enough.
I kissed him again but this time fiercely and without restraint. He stood up without interrupting the kiss and roughly pinned us against the wall. The kiss was so passionate that I couldn't get enough of it. His hands were laid on my waist and he held me so tightly and roughly that I knew he felt the same. He pinned his body against mine and I felt that I was not the only one aroused. I could feel every inch of him on my stomach and god was there a lot of it.
As he deepened the kiss I slowly put my hand in his boxers reaching for his dick. I heard him gasp when I finally put my fingers around it. That only made me want him more. He moaned in my ear when I started stroking him. I bit my lip when he started getting louder. I got wetter with every moan he made. I fasten my pace and he bit my ear hard which made me let out a moan.
"Oh, you like that?" He whispered in my ear. I got goosebumps and all I wanted was to see his face as I make him release everything I caused.
I removed my hands from it and slowly started kissing his neck. I started going on my knees while leaving a trail with my tongue. I was scratching his back hard which now was full of marks my fingernails did. His moans grew louder when I hardened my grip on his back. I got onto my knees and was about to press my lips on his dick when the door opened and my eyes widened.
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