Page 69 of Sapphire Storm

Occasionally, he glanced up at the marvel of the man’soutstretched leg, let his hands wander to the thigh muscles there. Savored thesight of his throbbing cock, the pre-cum slickened head. Then, once he’d leftalmost every inch of Roman’s ass slick with his spit, Ethan reached back forthe ice bucket and removed a nearly melted cube. The key to what he planned todo next was to remove all sharp edges, but the time they’d spent asleep haddone that for him.

He brought the ice to the top of Roman’s crack. Roman letout a surprised cry, followed by hissing breaths as Ethan traced the meltingcube between Roman’s cheeks, circled his entrance—once, twice, threetimes—before he shoved the rest of the cube inside Roman’s welcoming hole witha gentle nudge.

“Hollleeeee,”Roman managed before jerking forward,chest now pressed against the rail, head poking out into the rain as he gaspedfor breath.

Quickly, Ethan replaced the freezing aftermath of the icecube with the warmth of his tongue. Freezing cold inside, wet warmth on theoutside. The combination was meant to drive Roman wild.

And it did.

The leg Roman had kept rooted to the balcony’s floor wastremoring with desire.

Struggling for breath, Roman asked, “How many are you going tomake me take?”

Ethan answered with a focused, flickering assault on hishole.

“Before?” he asked once he could bear to pull himself away.He was already reaching back for another ice cube.

“Before you fuck me.”

This time, Ethan traced the melting cube in small circlesaround Roman’s hot hole before popping it inside with more force than the lastone. The sound that came from him sounded like a cross between a growl and amoan, and for a few seconds, Ethan held the man’s cheeks, letting him savor theache of cold inside of him. Then, slowly, he granted him the blunting effect ofhis hot and hungry tongue, kneading him as he worked.

“Seven,” Ethan finally said.

“I don’t know if I can.”

“Then I don’t know if you want this cock badly enough,”Ethan growled.

“I do, though,” Roman whimpered. “I do want it badlyenough.”

“Then prove it.”

This time Ethan took two cubes from the bucket, startingthem in different locations. One at the top of Roman’s crack, the other at thebottom. He brought them past each other in opposite directions, once, twice,letting them melt further, then he slid them inside of Roman one after theother and immediately rewarded his hole with his tongue.Four down, threeto go. He turned the next cube into another torture session, letting Romanendure the cold for what felt like an eternity, then adding the next one rightafter. Again, he rewarded him with slathering licks. After the last cube, hewent in again, this time all flickering focused on the center of Roman’sdesire.

Finally, he stood, reached out, and brought Roman’soutstretched leg off the rail as he pulled the man to him with one arm clampedaround his hard chest.

“Is this what you want?” Ethan growled into his ear. “Youwant an older man to take control?”

“God, yes,” Roman gasped.

“Is thatyourmillion-dollar answer?”

“Every fuckin’ penny.”

Ethan steered them into the darkness of their hotel room.There was a special thrill that came from shoving Roman back first to themattress given his size and strength. It made Roman’s submission feel morepowerful and willing. In no time, Ethan had the condom on and the lube pouredand was heading back to the bed.

The sight that greeted him left him breathless.

Roman had brought his legs up off the floor and pulled histhighs apart with his hands, exposing his spit-slick ass to Ethan’s approach,and he was gazing up at Ethan with wild-eyed intensity—a combination of aggressionand submission that made Ethan’s hunger for him thunder.

Probing Roman’s entrance with lube-slick fingers, Ethan said,“Is this what you wanted when you danced around my apartment in yourunderwear?”

Roman nodded fiercely.

“You like teasing older men? Like knowing how bad they wantyou?”

Gasping, Roman nodded eagerly.

“Did it get you off to see me fight it?”

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