Kapitel 77: A SELFISH LOVER

Giovanni closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to try and relax into the soft cushions of the pillows. Yet as he attempted to let the tension melt away, the second he felt pressure around the sensitive skin below his waist—a foreign sensation that immediately made his muscles tense up once more, his eyes snapped open. When the pressure grew more prominent, he quickly sprung back almost instinctively, the sudden movement causing the mattress to creak beneath him.

Luciano gave him a bewildered look, his brow furrowing in confusion.

"Uh…" He crossed his legs on the bed, averting his gaze with a slight blush burning his cheeks.

"What?"

"I have… never had anything… um… like I am actually a top."

Luciano blinked, clearly taken aback by his words and opened his mouth to say something in retaliation, but his mouth remained open momentarily as if the words were not finding him. "What does that have to do with never getting your prostate stimulated?"