Page 92 of Blood on Ice

“I would.”

“I think I’m going to enjoy this chance to have you at my mercy.”

“I’m not?—”

“Shut up and enjoy it.” I pushed his legs up. “Does that hurt your knee?”

“No, it doesn’t hurt my fucking knee, just get on with it.”

“So impatient.” I swiped my tongue across this hole, and he gasped.

“Yeah, definitely get right on with that….”

I laughed, letting him feel my warm breath, then I flicked my tongue back and forth, teasing him before pushing it inside as I toyed with his balls and teased his cock. I loved the way he lifted his hips, trying to get my tongue deeper as I opened him up.

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VITO

Each time I was with Zeke, it was better than the last, but I didn’t think I’d ever felt anything as good as him eating my ass. If he kept it up, I was going to come. I didn’t want things to be over that fast. But I didn’t want to stop either.

“Zeke! Fuck, you’re killing me.”

“No.” He looked up from between my legs. “When I straddle you and slowly lower myself onto your cock as I squeeze you with my ass, that’s going to be so much worse.”

“You’re really loving this, aren’t you?”

“I love when you wreck me. I love when you tell me what to do, but I am having fun right now, and you know you are too.”

“I am. I like control, but I don’t need it the way I did before. I’ve realized I don’t have to control everything to be happy.”

“Good. Just relax and let this happen.”

He straddled my waist, then reached under his pillow to find the lube. I watched as he squirted some on his fingers and startedslicking up my cock. The strokes of his hand felt so fucking good. He got more lube and rose up on his knees so I could watch his fingers disappear inside his ass.

“I’m never going to get tired of watching you do that.”

“You’d better not.” He took my cock in hand again and brushed the tip of it across this hole. “I meant what I said, your arm stays still, or I stop.”

I groaned. “I’m not going to use it, I swear.” I hoped I could keep that promise.

When Zeke began to lower himself onto my cock, I sucked in a breath. His ass felt so fucking tight. I thought I was going to lose it and come inside him before he even fully seated himself.

When he stopped and held himself still, I opened my eyes and started to reach for him, then immediately put my injured arm back on the pillow.

“That was close,” Zeke said.

“What the fuck are you doing? Get on with it.”

“I’m going slowly.”

“How the fuck are you just hovering there? Take the rest of my cock.”

“Eventually.”

“This is what I get for dating a hockey player with the best fucking thigh muscles in the world.”

He smiled. “It is a little bit of an advantage.”

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