“Luca, please…” he whimpered, but he had forgotten what he was begging for. When Luca’s finger pressed down on his hole, he was mere moments away from shooting. A sharp nip on his tongue thankfully stopped his orgasm.
With that last press, Luca took pity on Gus. He moved his hands back to a safe zone and broke the kiss. Gus drew a ragged breath and stared at his husband with heavy lidded eyes. Reality slowly penetrated the fog of arousal surrounding Gus, and he groaned and hid his face in Luca’s neck when he remembered where they were.
Luca chuckled and murmured, “Look over my shoulder, honey.”
Gus swallowed before he dared to lift his head and open his eyes. He realized they’d shuffled around the dance floor with Luca’s back to the guests. No one had been able to see what Luca’s taunting fingers had done to his ass. Gus was relieved and disappointed at the same time.