Hunter didn’t understand how the mere taste and smell of someone could be so captivating, but the scent of Cesare had him completely enraptured. It made it hard to think of anything other than how badly he wanted to fuck the gorgeous temptation standing in front of him. He remembered to reply, “Prove it.”
“With pleasure,” Cesare purred as he pushed Hunter’s robe off and onto the floor in a beautiful puddle. “Get onto the bed.”
Even though it took a supreme effort to tear himself away, Hunter did as he was told, positioning himself in the center of the bed. He spread his legs in invitation, his cock twitching when Cesare took off his clothes in a sensuous striptease, revealing his stunning body that filled Hunter with the desire to touch it. Cesare’s beauty was unparalleled in its perfection. Hunter could only hope that Cesare had talent to match.
Kneeling between Hunter’s splayed legs, Cesare leaned forward to brace himself on the bed as he indulged in another tantalizing kiss before he started to explore the temptation beneath him. Cesare enjoyed worshipping Hunter’s pale body, kissing and caressing it, with the occasional nip to keep things interesting. It was driving Hunter out of his mind, desperate for something more substantial. Wrapping his hand around his aching member, Hunter challenged, “Why don’t you show me what your mouth can do?”
Shifting further down on the bed, Cesare moved Hunter’s hand away to replace it with his own. He teased Hunter’s cock with slow strokes before he held it steady, allowing him to nuzzle against it before he started trailing kisses along the rigid length. Sounding impressed, Cesare moaned, “Fuck, a cock like this is worth getting on my knees to worship.”
Before Hunter could tell Cesare to hurry up, the handsome man nestled between his legs took action. Cesare sucked the cock into his mouth, teasing the head of it with his tongue, before taking it all the way in, to the back of his throat. Hunter swore as Cesare enthusiastically went down on him, using his mouth to expertly work the hard length. Cesare’s teasing tongue made Hunter’s eyes flutter shut as he reached down to caress his dark hair. The touch made Cesare moan in pleasure, which reverberated through Hunter in a deeply pleasurable way. Hunter thrusted into that talented mouth, swearing again as Cesare swallowed around him with ease.
Forcing himself to open his eyes, Hunter was met with Cesare’s fiery golden gaze. The challenging look sent a dark thrill through Hunter. Cesare’s expression was one of pure bliss as he continued, the pleasure of it making Hunter’s toes curl on the sheets as he rapidly approached his climax.
Cesare began to tease Hunter’s entrance with his fingers, easing one inside of his body, pleased to discover that he had already slicked himself in preparation for what was to come next. He added a second finger, fucking Hunter to the rhythm of his blow job.
When Cesare took him deep into his throat as he curled his fingers inside to rub against that spot that made Hunter tremble, it was too much to resist. Hunter arched off the bed as he came hard, crying out Cesare’s name.
Cesare swallowed the salty release down, making a show out of licking Hunter clean for their viewer. It was deeply arousing, especially when combined with the way Cesare’s fingers were still moving inside of Hunter. Cesare continued teasing that place inside of Hunter that made his whole body tighten, before he appreciatively said, “Fuck, you moan my name so beautifully.”
“It’s easy when you have such an exceptionally talented mouth,” Hunter praised, finally finding the wherewithal to speak.
“That’s not all that’s talented,” Cesare told him with a perverse chuckle, withdrawing his fingers from Hunter. “Shall I show you?”
“Please,” Hunter moaned, sounding particularly wanton for the audience he knew was watching their performance.
Cesare’s cock twitched at the pleading tone, as he moved up to brace himself over Hunter once more. “Who could resist that?” Cesare murmured before he lowered himself to initiate a heated kiss.
Hunter moaned again as he tasted himself, loving how Cesare’s tongue continued to tease him into an aroused frenzy. He was breathless when they parted, once again overwhelmed by the sensual scent that enveloped him, which was so uniquely Cesare. He barely remembered to inform Cesare, “There’s a condom in my robe pocket.”
Even though Cesare felt like he could kiss Hunter forever, he got off the bed to retrieve the condom from the discarded blue robe on the floor. Knowing they were being watched, Cesare put on a show of bending over to get it, before he returned to kneel between Hunter’s legs once more.
Tearing the small packet open, Cesare cast the empty packaging aside as he rolled the condom onto his thick cock. His eyes roamed over Hunter’s beautifully lithe form, licking his lips as he savored the sight. He continued enjoying the view of the man lying beneath him as he finally lined himself up, more than ready to continue enjoying the pleasures of Hunter. Cesare slowly sank into Hunter’s willing body, sighing at the tightness that was embracing him on the most intimate level.
The sight of Hunter arching up slightly as he lifted his hips to draw Cesare deeper was a powerful aphrodisiac. Cesare started moving his hips to the rhythm of an unheard song, alternating his pace as the music sped up and slowed down in his mind. His hands ceaselessly caressed every part of Hunter’s body they could reach, while his hips dictated the pace. Alternating between hard and gentle rhythms, punctuated with occasional rough thrusts, Cesare was completely dominating Hunter’s desires.
Hunter’s body mindlessly moved in search of pleasure as Cesare masterfully manipulated him into a state of near euphoria. He was already achingly hard again, shamelessly gasping and calling out to Cesare for their audience, as the Italian ensured with every pump of his hips that each second was more pleasurable than the last.
It was far more enjoyable than Hunter was used to experiencing at Cole Corporation. He felt like he was going to be completely overwhelmed by the climax that was starting to build. His whole body was tense with the impending orgasm that was threatening to overtake him, so he hooked his legs around Cesare’s ass, using the leverage to drive the man deeper into him.
When he could tell Hunter was right on the cusp of succumbing to pleasure, Cesare cruelly slowed their frenetic pace. It made Hunter growl in frustration, glaring up at Cesare, who looked entirely too amused.
“Don’t you dare fucking stop,” Hunter snarled, infuriated at the sudden halt in rhythm.
“But I want to make sure this is a moment that you’ll always remember,” Cesare murmured before sensuously kissing Hunter. He wasn’t the least bit surprised when Hunter dominated the kiss, turning it aggressive in his irritation at being denied.
The kiss was broken when Cesare reached between them and wrapped his fist around Hunter’s cock. It made Hunter cry out as he thrusted into Cesare’s hand, his muscles tightening around the Italian inside of him in the most pleasurable of ways. After the sudden stop, the touch was like a shock to Hunter’s system.
“I want to make sure you never forget what it’s like to be pleasured by me,” Cesare continued, resuming his earlier pace without warning, still stroking Hunter’s cock.
Hunter shouted at the dual sensations, bracing his feet on the bed once more as his body blindly moved with Cesare’s. As he rapidly approached his end, he couldn’t resist the temptation to lean up and lick the bead of sweat that was rolling down Cesare’s neck. The saltiness combined with Cesare’s unique taste made Hunter orgasm with a sharp cry, his whole body reacting to his intense climax.
Cesare had never seen anything more beautiful in his life. He came with a prolonged moan, his hips thrusting until he was completely spent. Only then did the two stop their frenzied coupling. They both were breathing heavily as they remained entwined, completely overwhelmed by the experience.
The perfection of pleasure rocketing through Hunter’s system was so intense that it was almost blinding. He couldn’t hold back a moan over the flavor of Cesare that still lingered on his tongue. Hunter had never orgasmed from the mere taste of s
omeone before, but damned if he didn’t want another chance to experience Cesare again.
Cesare put on a deliberate show of licking his hand clean from Hunter’s release, making the man under him groan at the erotic sight. He couldn’t get enough of Hunter, already eager for more.
“You certainly were worth flying across the country for,” Cesare teased, although he definitely meant it. He couldn’t resist leaning down and taking another greedy kiss, wanting to get as much of Hunter as he could in the remaining few minutes of the interview. “God, I can only imagine how good it feels to get fucked by you.”
“Accept the job and find out,” Hunter challenged, hoping he would get the chance to partner with Cesare again in the future. Hunter was suddenly quite eager for the opportunity to be matched with Cesare again, to enjoy the beautiful man to the fullest. “There’s no one better than me.”
“Except me,” Cesare countered with a grin, which made Hunter laugh at the arrogance.
A knock on the door alerted them that the guest had departed, so they should get ready to leave. Cesare pulled out of Hunter, who had to bite back a groan of protest at the sudden feeling of emptiness inside of him.
“We can clean up in the bathroom over there,” Hunter informed him, tilting his head in the direction of the closed door.
Cesare walked over to where he was directed, with Hunter following on shaky legs after his thorough fucking.
Hunter shut the bathroom door behind him, surprised to suddenly find himself backed up against it. Cesare was looking up at Hunter with a passionate expression that sent flames of lust through him, despite being physically satiated.
“What do I have to do to be with you again?” Cesare demanded, knowing that one taste was never going to be enough to satisfy him.
“Convince your clients for to have a threesome, or make them want to watch us together,” Hunter answered, secretly hoping that Cesare would make it happen. He couldn’t remember the last time he had received such a satisfying blowjob, and he knew he’d look forward to another chance to enjoy that skilled mouth.
“And outside of here?” Cesare hopefully asked.
“Not going to happen,” Hunter immediately denied, knowing the risks were too high, no matter how good of a fuck Cesare was.
Rather than being discouraged, Cesare brightened as he murmured, “I love a good challenge.”
“It’s not a challenge—it’s a fact,” Hunter corrected him, although he felt a thrill run through him at the look of determination on Cesare’s handsome face.
“Then I’ll hire you for myself,” Cesare stated, unwilling to pass up the chance to be with Hunter.
“It’s against the rules,” Hunter stated, amused by Cesare’s persistence. It stroked his ego to be wanted by such a gorgeous and talented man.
Cesare dismissively said, “Fuck the rules.”
Hunter chuckled at the reaction, but his mirth was interrupted by Cesare’s insistent tongue demanding entrance to his mouth.
Knowing that the Viewing Room bathroom was one of the only rooms not monitored by security cameras, since guests weren’t allowed in it, Hunter gave in to the temptation and indulged in the fierce kiss, which stirred his passions in a way his body couldn’t yet handle. He felt like he was drowning in Cesare, but somehow he didn’t want to come up for air.
They were disturbed by a sharp knock on the bathroom door, before Ishi announced, “President Dragon, Master requests your presence upstairs at once.”
“Understood,” Hunter called out to her, before softening his voice so only Cesare could hear him. “You need to move.”
“Not before I get one final taste of you,” Cesare murmured, pulling Hunter down into a passionate kiss that made them both moan.
The look they shared sent an electric thrill through Hunter, but he gently forced distance between them so he could leave the bathroom. Ishi was waiting for him just outside the door with his robe, which she helped him put on once more before they left the Viewing Room together.
Hunter absentmindedly licked his lips, savoring one last taste of Cesare, before schooling his face into a passive expression to go debrief with Christophe about the interview.
Hunter projected an unaffected air as he walked into Christophe’s large office. The massive desk and large black leather office chair commanded respect, but the imposing man sitting behind it sent nothing but revulsion through Hunter. With his broad frame and fearsome demeanor, Christophe certainly was a force to be reckoned with. Being in Christophe’s presence always made Hunter’s skin crawl in disgust. Suddenly, the pleasure Hunter had derived from being with Cesare felt like a distant dream.
Walking over to one of the chairs in front of Christophe’s desk, Hunter gracefully sat down, careful to make sure that his robe kept him covered from those flinty eyes that were currently raking over his form.
“You two certainly put on quite a show,” Christophe complimented Hunter, leaning back in his chair as he studied his adopted son. “The VIP was most pleased with the performance.”
Bowing his head in acknowledgement, Hunter said nothing in response.
Bringing his fingers to a steeple position, Christophe carefully studied Hunter, before stating, “You seemed to enjoy your reward.”
“It was a successful interview,” Hunter replied, refusing to give Christophe the upper hand by directly confirming it. “Cesare would be a strong addition to Cole Corporation.”
“Yes, he certainly would be an asset,” Christophe agreed, having been pleased by what he had witnessed. “I must confess, I’m a little disappointed that you took such a passive role in the interview.”
“I thought it would be the best method to assess his full range of abilities,” Hunter explained with an unconcerned shrug. “It’s a given that he would respond favorably if I had taken the lead, so I saw no point in pursuing that for the interview.”
“True,” Christophe conceded. “There’s not a person alive who wouldn’t succumb to your talent.”
It was always weird when Christophe looked at Hunter with something akin to fatherly pride over his sexual prowess. Needing to say something, Hunter stated, “Thus, I allowed him to take charge, to see if he was worth hiring.”
“He certainly knew how to make you moan,” Christophe commented, his gaze harsh as he looked Hunter over for any signs of weakness. “It’s been some time since I last heard you that vocal.”
Refusing to admit that he had been so responsive because being with Cesare had genuinely felt that good, Hunter demurred, “It makes it more enjoyable for the VIP.”
A cruel smirk spread over Christophe’s face, sending a cold shock of dread through Hunter, who knew no good could come from that look. Christophe’s dark eyes were almost black with twisted pleasure as he said, “I believe I am in need of another demonstration.” He pushed a button on his phone, paging his secretary. “Send him in.”
Hunter carefully schooled his expression to remain neutral as Cesare entered the office a few moments later.
Cesare entered the room with the ease of a man who didn’t know how dangerous Christophe really was. He took a seat in the chair next to Hunter, looking up at Christophe with a winning smile as he joked, “I’d ask how I did, but I already know the answer to that.”
“You certainly put on a remarkable performance, but I find I am not yet convinced,” Christophe stated, causing Cesare’s eyebrows to raise in surprise.
“And what else can I do to convince you?” Cesare asked with emphasis and a sensuous curve of his lips that implied innuendo.
Shifting his gaze over to Hunter, Christophe replied, “My boy has had quite the evening. I want to see if you’re up to the challenge of arousing his interests once more.”
Cesare’s golden eyes lit up at the challenge, sending a jolt of arousal through Hunter when their gazes met. Licking his lips, Cesare murmured, “That’ll be the easiest test yet.”
Christophe reached out and pushed a button on his desk, causing a door off to
the side to open, revealing a small bedroom. Gesturing to the room, Christophe invited, “Please proceed.”
Hunter felt ill at the thought of having to enter that bedroom, which had always been used as a place of punishment. Some of Hunter’s earliest “training” with Christophe had been in that soundproof room, where no one could hear him suffer. Entering that bedroom filled him with all sorts of unwanted memories, none of which were conducive to making him feel aroused. All it made Hunter want to do was take a hot shower, to try and scrub away the horrors he had endured in that room over the years.
Knowing he had a role to play, Hunter mechanically got up from the chair to enter the room he’d give anything to never have to visit again. His feeling of revulsion grew worse when Christophe entered the room after him, shutting the door behind them with an ominous click of the lock. Hunter’s heart was in his throat at being trapped in that room with Christophe. He struggled against his fears, remaining motionless as he awaited instructions.
When Christophe took a seat in the only chair in the room, Cesare grinned at him as he asked, “You’re going to watch up close and personal this time?”
“I’m sure you understand that this is the best way to assess the final portion of your interview,” Christophe smoothly replied. While that was partially true, Christophe was banking on his presence disrupting Hunter’s ability to perform.
“I certainly never mind an audience,” Cesare replied with a shrug, before looking up at Hunter. He frowned when he saw the almost vacant expression on Hunter’s face, giving him his first clue that something was amiss about the situation. Concerned by what he saw, Cesare reached up and gently caressed Hunter’s cheek to get his attention. “Or the chance to be with someone as sexy as you.”
Hunter was lost in his thoughts until the moment he felt Cesare’s lips brush against his. It sent a spark of lust through Hunter, helping refocus his attention on the gorgeous man, who was currently doing his best to kiss him senseless. Once again surrounded by the unique smell of Cesare, Hunter could feel his body automatically responding to the combined stimulus. He did his best to concentrate on the present moment, knowing he had a job to do, regardless of how much it disgusted him to have to perform directly in front of Christophe in that room.
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