Page 6 of Love on Ice (Love in Terengia #5)

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HAD ENOUGH?

Sebastian

With gentle force, Michael makes me let go of his cock. For a moment I’m unsure if I’ve gone too far, but then I see his clenched teeth, his tensed muscles, and I can tell my man’s about to come.

My man? I wish! But at least tonight, he's mine.

Michael's hands leave my hair, and the disconnection feels almost heartbreaking.

It’s taken me entirely by surprise to find out how confident Michael is — he knows what he wants, and he’s happy to take it. It’s unexpected, but it turns me on beyond belief. Everything that’s happened so far this evening is as if Michael had reached into my head and recreated my favorite fantasy — only better.

As he strokes the back of my neck and my shoulders, a tremor runs through me, a sensation that spreads from his gentle touch and makes my entire body vibrate.

When Michael's fingers clasp my upper arms and pull me up, I’m only too happy to oblige. His hands rest on my upper arms, our naked bodies separated only by an inch. I stare into Michael's blue-green eyes, which tonight seem almost turquoise. The color reminds me of a calm sea that’s perfect for diving, just like the Caribbean I teased Michael about before our trip. The choice was not accidental. But today there is so much more in those eyes, a tenderness I’ve never seen before.

While I’m still trying to classify the feelings that rise inside me at this sight, Michael leans forward. His lips find mine in an infinitely gentle kiss. Minutes pass before our tongues even come into play. The contrast to the way I gave Michael a blowjob could not be greater. And I love it!

I love that my best friend is obviously able to enjoy both: Demanding, hot-as-hell sex and this gentle connection that brings on so many feelings. Feelings that are dangerous at the moment. We haven’t discussed what this actually means for us.

But before I can drive myself crazy, Michael takes his lips from mine. A soft, contented chuckle comes out of his mouth as he rests his forehead against mine for a moment. My heart is beating wildly. This is the best night of my life!

Then Michael takes my hand in his and walks into the bedroom. I can’t help but worry when I see our small bed again, but Michael turns to me, his eyes glinting cheekily.

"Sit down," he prompts me.

Almost shyly, I sit down on the edge of the bed and wonder what happens next. To my surprise, Michael drops to his knees and, with a hand on each of mine, encourages me to spread my legs.

I resist for a moment. Does he really want to? Or does he just feel that he should?

He looks up at me, confused at my apparent reluctance. I swallow. As much as I want to ... I don't want him to feel obligated to pay me back. Just getting to suck Michael off was more than I ever thought possible.

I give him an out. "You don't have to."

An unreadable expression flits across his face. Maybe uncertainty? Hurt? Stubbornness? Then Michael sits back on his heels and studies me closely. My stomach clenches.

"Please?" he signs cautiously.

He’s kneeling in front of me completely naked, his wild fuzzy hair even more disheveled than usual, and his pupils dilated with excitement. His cock is rock hard, and the tender skin of his thighs is chaffed from my stubble, and he’s really asking if he can suck me off?

Michael

It only takes a split second for Sebastian to nod, and I feel on top of the world! So many times I've dreamed of giving Seb a blowjob, imagined how it would feel to have his thick cock on my tongue, to stretch my lips around his throbbing length. Now the time has finally come. I have his full permission — it’s a dream come true!

I push against Sebastian's thighs again, and this time, he opens them willingly. His cock bounces up in front of my face, and for the first time, I get a much closer look. It’s not as long as mine, but it’s a bit thicker and bends slightly to the right. The pulsing veins along its length make my mouth water.

I’m desperate to plunge straight in, but I stop myself. I want to savor this moment. I want it burned into my memory for all eternity. So I turn my head and gently kiss the inside of Sebastian's thigh. It's an unusual sensation to feel hair under my lips .

Does it bother me? I let the thought linger for a moment. No. Not at all.

When I reach Sebastian's crotch, I lift my head and turn to the other thigh and repeat my gentle kisses. Seb seems to be having a hard time staying still. His hands claw the thin bedspread that is lying crumpled beneath him. His legs tremble slightly. It's an incredible feeling to give him so much pleasure with such light touches!

When I resurface, I hesitate for a moment. This is it. The moment I've been waiting for for so long. But no matter how confident and demanding I've been so far tonight, I can’t help but feel a little uncertain. What if I'm bad at blowjobs? What if Sebastian doesn't like what I'm doing? What if I don't like it after all, despite all the fantasies I've had since I was a teenager?

Then I feel a hand on my cheek, touching me gently. I lift my eyes and look into Sebastian's face. His gaze is infinitely loving, but there’s also understanding and patience there. He doesn't have to say anything, but I know right away that he's giving me as much time as I need. That he wouldn't be angry with me if I wanted to back out now and try again later. This gives me all the reassurance I need.

Just as tenderly as his hand on my cheek, I place a kiss at the base of Sebastian’s wonderful cock — right where the shaft and balls meet. The skin feels hot under my lips. Sebastian is trembling all over.

Now what ? I think feverishly.

Luckily, Seb unconsciously moves his hips so his balls are suddenly right in front of my mouth, and that gives me my answer . Carefully, I place one kiss after the other on the already contracted skin. Sebastian's whole body is tense, only his hand –– still resting on my cheek –– caresses me tenderly .

Then I get a little braver. I let my tongue flick out. Drive it along the delicate skin. Oh, my god! What was I worried about? It’s the most erotic thing I've ever tasted. I thought our kisses were exciting — this is like that, times a thousand!

Sebastian

I think I’ve died and gone to heaven. Because this has got to be what paradise feels like. And from the sounds that Michael's making, I’m pretty sure he’s enjoying himself too. I've never had a partner quite so uncensored as Michael seems to be. He has no problem letting me know how much he loves this. I doubt he’s even aware he’s making so much noise. And personally, I’ve never heard anything more erotic.

Michael has flattened his tongue and taken a long lick across my balls. I can hardly keep my hips still. Then he does something unexpected, making me cry out — he buries his nose under my scrotum then nudges it along my crack right up to my ass hole. The same one he demanded to fuck not long ago. His loud moan leaves no doubt that this part of my body is a turn-on for him. And I’m totally down with that! I love anal play — giving or receiving is okay by me. I just love to touch or be touched in that normally hidden place.

Michael isn’t quite ready for that yet, though. His tongue flicks out, and for a glorious moment I feel it touch my rim, but then he lets it glide back over my balls and eventually along the length of my cock. I just about manage to stay still. The feeling is so intense that I almost jump up. That way I’d be closer to Michael but I’d also avoid his teasing tongue — it's too intense and not enough all at the same time .

Michael's right hand, which had been lying loosely on my thigh, encloses my stiff prick with firm fingers. His earlier nervousness when my cock sprung into his face front and center is gone. Now, his grip is firm and sure, and I’m amazed at how Michael seems to intuitively know the way I like it.

A transparent thread of precome links the tip of my cock and my belly as Michael lifts it towards him. I can't remember ever leaking this much precome during foreplay. Michael’s loud moan proves I’m not the only one excited by the sight.

Without a second thought, Michael’s tongue slips out of his mouth and he presses it as far as possible into the slit of my glans. If I thought it was hard to keep my seat before, it's nothing compared to what's going on now.

Lust, more intense than I’ve ever felt before, floods every single cell. The trembling that runs through my body is so strong it takes everything I have to keep upright. Desperately, I reach down and squeeze my testicles until the pain brings me back from the brink. It's way too early. I don't want to come yet.

Michael

How could I ever have thought that men were only my brother's thing? The hard muscles under me, the scratch of stubble, and most of all, the proudly erect prick.

Before today, I’d never held another man's dick. The feeling is incredible: Hard as steel and yet as soft as velvet — so like my own and yet so very different. And then there’s the taste … I’ve always loved oral. The pleasure of bringing my partners to climax with my tongue is such a turn-on. Nothing’s changed. I can't get enough .

I drive my tongue into the tantalizing slit of Sebastian's cock, and it’s having the desired effect — Seb can barely keep still. He needs to stay that way for a bit longer, too, because I'm not done with his cock yet. Not even close.

My tongue fills his slit and I push it as far as I can, enjoying the salty taste that spreads across the tip of my tongue. Then I open my mouth and take him in as deep as I can. Admittedly, it's not very far. I have no idea how people deep-throat in porn. My limit seems to be just over the head.

Sebastian doesn't seem to mind, though. His whole body tenses, but this doesn’t stop him from trembling, and another delicious drop of precome lands heavy and creamy on my tongue. It’s definitely something I could get used to.

Carefully, I tilt my head back a little, giving myself time to explore Seb’s wonderful cock with my lips and tongue. I’ve imagined this situation so many times, and although the idea of giving Sebastian a blowjob excited me, I wasn’t really sure how I’d react in real life. But I love it! I’ve loved it from the first moment.

Feeling Sebastian's stiff length heavy on my tongue, my lips tightening around the shaft, his masculine taste on my tongue, feeling him quivering beneath me and visibly struggling to maintain control ... It's such a rush!

But before I’ve barely got going, I feel a definite tug on my hair and I immediately know why. Sebastian's cock hasn't stopped dripping precome — he must be about to climax.

I suck deeply before I let him go, and for a second I worry I’ve gone too far — taken him over the edge before we’ve had the chance to do more. But somehow Sebastian stops himself just in time.

I look up at him with a cheeky grin.

"Had enough already? "

My question leaves Sebastian speechless. So, I wink at him and flop onto the bed next to him. I've never had a problem with nudity and certainly not in the sack.

Shamelessly, I spread my legs and take my own neglected cock in my hand. Taking a very loose grip, I stroke slowly up and down my shaft. It’s frustrating to go this slowly, but anything more at this point would make me come in seconds –– that's how much my first blowjob excited me.

Sebastian is still sitting on the edge of the bed, but when he finally turns to me, I make the universal come-hither motion with the hand that doesn’t currently hold my cock.