Page 98 of On Ice

I bite my bottom lip. “I didn’t realize you were such a considerate guy.”

He gives a sheepish smile. “Neither did I.”

I can’t help smiling back at him because I feel much happier now. He’s not being arrogant; he’s being candid, and that turns me on. Now that I know he doesn’t want Austin instead of me,I feel more confident. I think I’ve waited long enough for him to come to me.

“How about you stop being so considerate?” I step closer to him, putting my hands on his muscular chest. I push him gently so that he’s forced to take several steps backward. “It doesn’t suit you.”

“Is that right?” he murmurs and when the back of his legs bump into the bed, he sits down, laughing gruffly.

“What happened to the Luca who just takes what he wants?” I ask softly. “I’d like him to visit again.”

“You should have said something sooner.” His dark eyes glitter with lust, and his breathing is elevated. There’s also a suspicious bump in the crotch of his dress slacks. “He’d have been only too happy to take what he wants.”

“How about...” I slide down to my knees, looking up at him. I lean closer to him, resting my hand on his thigh, near his crotch. “I take what I want instead?”

“Sure,” he says hoarsely. “I like a man who takes the initiative.”

“Hang on one sec.” As I hold his gaze, I unbutton my shirt and let it fall to the floor. “I don’t want to get cum on my nice, new dress shirt.”

His eyes flare as he runs his hungry gaze over my bare chest. “Cleanliness is next to godliness.”

I reach out to slowly unzip his dress slacks. The muscles of his thighs tense, but he doesn’t try and stop me. In fact, he spreads his thighs slowly, watching me intently. I move closer and reach inside his slacks. Excitement zips through me when I find he’s not wearing underwear. Holding his gaze, I slowlyguide his warm, half-hard cock out. A small groan escapes him as I lean forward and lick the seeping head of his dick. I lift his cock and suckle his swollen balls, inhaling the warm, masculine scent of him.

“Shit,” he whispers, pushing his fingers into my hair, gripping tight. His breaths are harsh as I lick my tongue up his shaft, and begin suckling the head. His thigh muscles tremble when I go down on his cock, taking him deep into my throat. He groans and his fingers tighten painfully in my hair.

He tastes so fucking good, I suck and moan as I work his now stiff length. It didn’t take long to get him fully hard. He rolls his hips gently, fucking my mouth, and I’m in heaven knowing he wants me. I was worried he’d lost interest, but that’s not the case. Not judging from the needy sounds he’s making as he uses my mouth.

He holds my hair with one hand, and the other slips down my chest. He rubs his fingers roughly over my nipples, making them bead. His hand dips lower, nails scratching over my abs. When he cups my balls through my underwear, I groan and suck him deeper.

“Take your underwear off and get on the fucking bed,” he growls.

Ahh, there he is. Bossy, horny Luca is in the building.

I pull my mouth from his cock, lips swollen from sucking his generous girth. I obey him, dropping my briefs onto the carpet. I crawl up on the bed, laying on my back but never taking my eyes off of him. He sheds his clothes quickly, and I run my gaze over his beautiful, sinewy body. Fuck, I love his body. He’s lean, but muscular, and his chest is mostly smooth with just a light dusting of dark hair.

He grabs lube and a condom from his nightstand, eyes burning into me. He joins me on the bed, kneeling between my thighs. He rolls the condom down his cock, and then drips lube onto my dick. “Stroke your cock,” he orders.

He watches me closely as I do what he says, slowly sliding my hand up and down my shaft. He pours more lube onto the tips of his fingers, smearing the slippery substance down between my ass cheeks, and over my hole. My breathing stutters and I moan at his touch.

“I’m gonna fuck you, Evan,” he whispers. “That’s what you want, right? That’s why you came to my room tonight, isn’t it?”

“Yes.” I give a sharp nod, swallowing hard.

“Yeah, I thought so.” As he finishes speaking, he slides two lubed fingers inside me.

“Shhiitt.” I arch my back, panting as his fingers penetrate me.

“Yeah,” he rumbles. “Squeeze your tight hole on my fingers.”

My body shudders and I hold his salacious gaze. “Oh, God,” I whimper. “Oh, fuck.”

“That’s right.” There’s a sexy little sneer on his lips as he watches me absorb his fingers. “Open up for me because you need it so bad you can’t help it.”

My lips part and I pant like a dog when he slowly rubs those slick fingers in and out of my hole. Every few strokes, he curves his fingers, stroking over my prostate. Each time he does that I arch my back against the intense pleasure, and cry out.

His eyes gleam with lust as he watches my reactions. “I like that you came tome, Evan.”

I put my arm over my face because his gaze is so fucking intense. He laughs and curls his fingers and I bite my arm, shuddering.“Fuck,”I hiss, bucking my hips against his seeking fingers.

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