Page 12 of Love on Ice (Love in Terengia #5)

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A POCKET ROCKET

Sebastian

Michael is driving me completely crazy! I have no idea what got into me, but when I stood in front of him completely naked, and he was still fully clothed, it sent one shiver after another through my body.

Merely the idea of what it would be like to be taken by him like that is an insane turn-on. Just imagining the feeling of the rough fabric of his clothes on my skin with only his stiff cock sticking out is enough to make me come.

Michael is up for almost anything, luckily. He barely pauses before throwing himself at me. How am I going to cope without him bringing this level of hotness to the table every single time?

My mind is instantly distracted when Michael presses his cock firmly against mine. The rough denim of his pants rubs over the head of my cock — it’s so intense! I twitch to release the pressure. At least I try. I can only manage the tiniest range of motion with his weight on my body. Why does that make everything so much hotter ?

Michael takes advantage of my half-assed move. I only managed to lift my chest a tiny bit off the bed, but apparently, that was all he needed. An inch or two that brought my nipples closer to his mouth, and that’s what he takes advantage of.

A whimper slips from my throat as he takes one of the erect buds deep into his mouth and sucks on it mercilessly. I want to squirm away from him and have more of it. Preferably at the same time.

All my senses are singing — the rough fabric on my dick and my legs, the thin T-shirt that can’t contain Michael's heat, his mouth, warm and wet, enclosing my nipple — it’s like a concert is playing inside me.

Michael's hand moves down my side. It tickles a bit and I try to move again. I don't succeed. But when he flips his body, a shout echoes around the room. It takes me a moment to realize the sound came from my mouth. But the feeling of Michael sliding around on top of me — with all his clothes on — it was like he was stimulating every single nerve in my body. My whole body is covered goose bumps. I'm hot as fire and freezing cold at the same time.

Before I can fully process the feeling, Michael grips my balls and cock firmly, almost possessively. And I want to take anything he likes! He pauses briefly then squeezes them tightly. It's an exquisite mix of pleasure and pain. My breath catches in my throat, and I can't take my eyes off the diabolical grin on my lover's face.

His hand slides deeper. His fingers disappear in the hidden place behind my balls. And I know he’s searching for my hole.

And … Yes !

Michael

It’s intoxicating how willing Sebastian is to give himself to me. I have the feeling I could do anything with him at the moment and he wouldn't protest.

I gently tap his hole which contracts invitingly under my fingers. Damn! I never expected anal sex to be such a buzz. Why didn't I do it more often before?

Maybe being with Sebastian is the difference, my subconscious butts in.

But thinking isn’t what I want to do right now. I have to get inside Sebastian. Now!

I reach for the lube that he dropped on the bed earlier and his eyes blaze when he sees what I'm doing. My grin widens. To the outside world, Sebastian appears quite modest, but anyone who believes that has never taken him to bed. The man is a rocket in the sack. He’s open to everything, and I can’t wait to discover his other fantasies.

If you get the chance, an unwelcome voice pipes up.

Oh, shut up!

I bring my lubed hand back between Sebastian's ass cheeks, and he spreads his leg immediately. They’re now spread as wide as they could go, giving me plenty of space to work.

Should I stay like this or should I sit up? It feels so good to lie on Sebastian like this and from the looks of him, he likes it too. The only problem is that in this position, I can't see anything. I can’t watch his tight hole opening for me. What a shame.

Then I get an idea. If Seb likes feeling the rough fabric of my jeans on his bare skin, then he’s about to get a treat. I swing myself around so that we’re doing a kind of reverse cowboy. I twist my head backwards to make eye contact .

Seb's eyes are dilated, his mouth wide open. Did he just shout? I wiggle my cloth-clad butt. Sebastian struggles to pull his arms out from between my legs. I grin at him and let him.

Then his hands land on my ass cheeks and it feels so good. Even through the thick jeans, his touch is firm and sure. Damn. Why haven't we done this before — preferably naked? And then maybe swap roles?

I make a firm plan to act on that image straight after Seb’s turn. I want to know how it feels to have my best friend inside me!

But let’s take one thing at a time. I bend forward and stretch my ass even more towards Seb’s face. The better angle means he can massage my cheeks even harder. It feels amazing, but I don't let it distract me. I guide my fingers, wet with lube, to his hidden hole.

Sebastian

Michael's butt wiggles provocatively in my face. Should I regret that he’s not naked? Probably. I would love to run my fingers up and down his butt crack right now. How would he react? Would he like it? But then, it’s so hot to have him fully clothed on top of me.

My breath bursts out of me hot and hissing as Michael bends forward, sliding his butt back even more. His jeans-clad legs scrape across my nipples, which are already super-sensitive. I can't stand it and yet I want so much more.

Before the pain in my nipples has completely gone, I can feel Michael's lubed finger on my hole. When he managed to open the tube is a mystery to me. But not for long, because then I stop thinking entirely.

Michael sunk his finger completely inside me with barely any prep. It burns a bit, but the rest of my body tingles excitedly. I can easily imagine the wide grin on my best friend's face. He’s got what he wants.

And so have I.

I take a deep breath and try to relax. But Michael isn’t letting up, placing gentle kisses over my balls. With each touch of his lips, he works his way upwards until he’s half sitting as his finger slips slowly in and out of me.

The weight of the big man on my chest is constricting my rib cage. It makes everything so much more intense. When Michael has arrived with his kisses at my glans and takes my cock deep into his mouth without warning, I nearly shoot my load for the second time tonight, and a desperate wail comes out of my mouth as I try to hold on.

It's so good! But I don't want to come yet.

I don't want to come until Michael is inside me.

My body bucks as if to surge further into Michael’s mouth and dodge the intensity at the same time, if only to delay my climax a little longer. Luckily Michael has learned to read my body like a book in the last few days. He knows exactly what I need, and my cock slips from his lips.

A disappointed moan slips out, even though I'm glad of the breather. How does Michael manage to take me to the edge of orgasm and back every damned time?

His finger has stopped. And that’s not what I want.

Taking a break is fine, but don't stop!

Michael must have heard that thought as I feel a second finger at my rim. A tiny pause, then it pushes into me. I love the slight burning because it brings me back a little further from the edge.

I circle my hips. Moan. Give in to my senses completely. This is so good. So good !

Michael

I’m totally absorbed by the erotic sight I’ve positioned myself on purpose to see. There’s nothing better than watching Sebastian’s tight hole open for me. How he willingly takes my fingers deep inside him. How the tight rim enclosing my fingers yields more and more.

I bite my lip. I’d love to sink my cock into him right now. My cock, throbbing painfully in my jeans, wants the same.

I wiggle my butt a little, feel the rough fabric rubbing over the naked body beneath me. It’s a massive turn-on. I've never had sex like this before — where one partner was completely naked while the other stayed fully clothed. There’s something wicked about it, and I love it!

Sebastian seems to have relaxed a little, so I guess he's ready for more. And he’s not the only one.

With my spare hand, I slip inside Seb’s ass crack and spread his butt cheeks. Now he’s so exposed, his hole clenches around my fingers — it’s totally fascinating. I blow a little air gently into his crack, and a tremor runs through Sebastian's body.

One thing I haven't dared to do yet is rimming. The thought of it excites me. A lot. But I want to keep something in the bag for next time.

If there is a next time , my subconscious taunts.

Oh, give me a break!

Instead of letting my subconscious ruin the mood, I press the index finger of my second hand against Sebastian's entrance. The tight muscle retracts slightly. I spread the fingers already inside him a little so that my index finger can slide in further.

My legs are so tight around him that I feel Sebastian's breath quicken. His feet clench. His legs tense. Is it too much too soon? I cast a glance over my shoulder to check, but the expression I see is pure lust. My cock twitches painfully at this sexy sight. I'm glad that the denim of my pants is so thick, otherwise there would certainly be a huge wet spot on the fabric by now.

Slowly, I fuck Sebastian with the three fingers inside him. The fact that this time fingers from both my hands are inside him opens up a whole new range of possibilities for me. So, I use the fingers of one hand to slide in and out of him while I search for his prostate with the finger of the other hand. Deep inside Sebastian, I curl the tip of my finger.

Seb tries to arch his back. He must have summoned all his strength because he almost manages to throw me off. No today, my friend!

Grinning, I continue fucking Seb with my fingers, and then I curl my other index finger again. He bends his legs only to stretch them straight back out again, his hips thrust violently, and his hands claw into my ass.

Just as I'm about to do it again for the third time, a sharp slap on my backside makes me look back.

Desperation is written in Seb's eyes, as his lips repeat two words, "Fuck me!"

Absolutely!

Not a second later, I'm off Sebastian and ripping open my pants. It’s a good job these jeans are so sturdy –– if I’d worn my linen pants, they’d have been ruined by now. But honestly, I couldn’t care less.

Sebastian holds out a condom to me. The red packaging sparkles promisingly in the glow of the ceiling light .

Sebastian

I have no idea what Michael just did to me, but it's the most wicked thing I've ever felt. At any moment I thought I was going to shoot my load. Someday I'll ask him to make me come like this, but not now, not today!

Today, I want him inside me. We’ll save the creative anal play for another time — at least I hope so.

Don't think about that now, Sebastian!

My gaze sweeps covetously over my best friend. Are his fingers trembling as he tears open the condom wrapper? I think they are. We're both way too turned on for this to be anything other than super quick. But fast and hard sounds good to me!

Michael's pants are now gaping, only the thin material of his tight boxer shorts still covers his impressive hard-on. Damn, yes!

Following my instructions exactly, he only pushes his underwear down but stays fully clothed. I have no idea why I find this so sexy, but I can't get enough of it. While I'm staring at him, Michael slips on the condom and coats his cock with lube. His hand movements are precise, almost clinical. That doesn’t stop him from whimpering as he runs his fingers along his stiff shaft.

I grab my knees and spread them, presenting myself to Michael in the most intimate way. Michael bites his lower lip hard. He likes what he sees! That’s it! Take me now and fuck me hard!

As long as I’ve known him, Michael has been able to read my mind. Whatever I’ve been thinking about, he does. And right now, he’s ready, the plump head of his bulging cock rubs insistently over my hole.

I groan loudly. This is unbelievable !

Michael seems to be holding his breath, his gaze fixed on the place that’s about to connect us. Then the pressure builds and I try to breathe deeply and relax. Not that it’s necessary now. Michael has prepared me so well that there’s no burning as he breaks through my rim.

I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling of being filled. Michael pushes inside me slowly. I keep my eyes closed and let the sensations wash over me. I love Michael’s sex sounds which fill the room with moaning, whimpering, gasping. It’s enough to take my breath away.

Then I feel Michael's pubic hair on my butt and I know he’s all the way in. When I gasp, he leans forward and conquers my mouth. There is no other expression for it. He’s entered me so gently but totally claimed my mouth.

It’s the deepest most heartfelt French kiss of my life. With my last brain cell capable of thought, I admire Michael for his self-control. I doubt I’d be able to stay so calm and stop myself from thrusting into him if our roles were reversed.

Eventually, I’m the one who can't take it anymore. When I catch a breath, I tilt my hips a little more. With the small freedom of movement Michael’s allowed me, I try to fuck myself on his cock.

This is perfect!

Michael

My cock is buried deep inside Michael and it’s painfully stiff as Seb’s asshole tightens rhythmically around it. I can barely hold back. The urge to thrust is almost uncontrollable, but the moment is just too good to let myself go like that.

Again, I push my hips slightly forward, trying to keep Sebastian in the position he is in right now. My tongue dives deep into his mouth again. He tastes so good! There's a tiny hint of cheese from our picnic, but mostly, he just tastes delicious and totally unique. It would be so easy to forget everything when we’re like this.

Eventually, I can't hold back any longer. When we take a breath, the desperation in Sebastian's eyes is unmistakable. He wants more. So do I.

Tenderly, I rest my forehead on his. Our hot breath mingles as I slowly pull my hard cock out of him. Sebastian is expecting a quick, hard fuck, I can tell. But he’s not getting it today. This might be the last time I'll have him like this. Maybe after tonight, I'll never have the chance to be with the love of my life again. So I’m going to savor this. We’re not going to fuck. We’re going to make love.

When the thick head of my cock threatens to slip out of Sebastian, I push back. Slowly. I savor every inch of my entire length pushing back into his tightness. It takes my breath away!

I repeat the same slow rhythm. My whole body is tense to the breaking point and it takes everything I have not to fuck him wildly. Sebastian’s hands claw painfully into my upper arms. I’m sure I’ll have bruises tomorrow. Not that I mind.

Seb’s eyes open wide. I saw despair in them moments ago, but that’s nothing to what I’m seeing now. One of his hands wanders to my cheek and it cups it tenderly. The word I read repeatedly on his lips is, "Please!"

And then one more word: My name.

Sebastian's expression is reverent, and my name on his lips finally robs me of control. Hastily, almost roughly, I press my lips to his. I hear him gasp when I push my hand between our bodies and take hold of his throbbing cock. Then I push hard and fast into him .

I see stars.

And I don’t think it’s only me. Sebastian arches, his cock bulging in my hand.

Oh yes!

Our lips part. How can we kiss when my whole being is focused on fucking Sebastian and jerking him off at the same time? Especially when he’s writhing and bucking under me.

I want him to come for me. Now!

The moment I think it, his cream pours hot and fast over my fist. Fractions of a second later, I explode inside him.

My vision goes black, but I don't stop fucking him. I’ll give him the longest orgasm I can. I only stop my rough thrusts when I feel Sebastian go limp. Then I let myself collapse on top of him.