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swollen bottom lip harder than anything Alexei had done.
He arched one brow a jumble of thoughts and desires muddling his brain. “I don’t even know where to begin.”
Mike’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his voice hoarse when he said, “Do whatever you want.”
Alexei thought he might have died and gone to fucking heaven. How long had he wanted a man to say those exact words to him? How many times had he been disappointed?
He growled against Mike’s smooth, flat belly, rewarding Mike for his gift by driving his tongue into the deep divot of his navel while his teeth sank into firm muscle.
“ Alexei! ”
He couldn’t tell if Mike meant to shout his approval, or beg him to go on. He smiled against the barely-there trail of silky hair beneath Mike’s belly button, nuzzling along its length until his chin caught on the band of elastic at the waist of Mike’s boxer briefs. His long, hard shaft pressed against Alexei’s throat. Beseeching eyes begged him to keep going.
Alexei sat up on his heels, no longer touching Mike anywhere. Mike didn’t protest. Didn’t grab or squirm or make demands. He simply stared up at Alexei and waited.
Alexei felt the slow smile crawl over his face, unable to mask the unexpected joy of having Mike, willingly, happily, at his mercy. Goddamn, he was perfect .
Mike made a questioning noise, a little whimper accompanied by his brows quirking and his eyes darting to the bedside table. Alexei waited, watched how Mike held still, not doing anything until Alexei nodded once. Only then did Mike snake his arm out and yank open the drawer. He immediately tucked his hand back at his side.
Alexei scanned the contents of the drawer, his eyebrows steadily lifting.
Condoms. Lube. Dildos. Plugs.
“My, my, Michael, you are full of surprises.”
“I only meant…” Mike’s cheeks went pink.
He leaned in to examine a few of the items more closely. “A bit of a size queen, aren’t you?”
Now Mike’s face glowed scarlet, even the blush on his chest turning a dull red, and Alexei couldn’t help but laugh.
“No, I—”
Mike’s voice strangled off on an embarrassed groan when Alexei lifted the largest of the dildos from the drawer and hefted its considerable weight against his palm. “I think I’m intimidated.”
“I don’t—”
“Don’t you?”
Mike’s wide, unblinking eyes were answer enough. He most certainly did.
The only question remaining was what Alexei would do with all this new information. “Do you want me to put this in you?”
“No.”
No hesitation. Mike’s eyes never left his, not once straying to the huge toy in his palm or anything else in the drawer. He was utterly focused on Alexei.
Alexei sucked in a deep breath and barely resisted pressing the heel of his palm against his now-painfully erect cock.
“What do you want, Michael?”
“You.”
Chapter Seven
Mike waited the longest, most excruciating minute of his life as Alexei considered his shameless, honest plea. Sprawled across the bed beneath Alexei’s scrutinizing gaze, Mike was painfully aware of his hot blush and helpless need. Months of suppressed emotions were no doubt blatant on his face, in his eyes, and he didn’t care. All that mattered was whatever Alexei did next.
“Get up, get naked, and get on your knees on the bed.”
Mike was on his feet before Alexei had finished speaking. His boxer briefs were gone a second later, his face to the mattress a second after that.
This . This was what he wanted.
Alexei draped himself over Mike like a warm, living blanket. His lips brushed the shell of Mike’s ear when he spoke. “I didn’t tell you to bend over. I told you to kneel.”
Mike immediately tried to get up, annoyed at himself for fucking up, but Alexei held him in place.
“No. Stay. I like that you did this.”
Mike closed his eyes and nodded against the cool sheet as a rush of pleasure wound through him at Alexei’s praise. A needy sound escaped when Alexei’s weight
He arched one brow a jumble of thoughts and desires muddling his brain. “I don’t even know where to begin.”
Mike’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his voice hoarse when he said, “Do whatever you want.”
Alexei thought he might have died and gone to fucking heaven. How long had he wanted a man to say those exact words to him? How many times had he been disappointed?
He growled against Mike’s smooth, flat belly, rewarding Mike for his gift by driving his tongue into the deep divot of his navel while his teeth sank into firm muscle.
“ Alexei! ”
He couldn’t tell if Mike meant to shout his approval, or beg him to go on. He smiled against the barely-there trail of silky hair beneath Mike’s belly button, nuzzling along its length until his chin caught on the band of elastic at the waist of Mike’s boxer briefs. His long, hard shaft pressed against Alexei’s throat. Beseeching eyes begged him to keep going.
Alexei sat up on his heels, no longer touching Mike anywhere. Mike didn’t protest. Didn’t grab or squirm or make demands. He simply stared up at Alexei and waited.
Alexei felt the slow smile crawl over his face, unable to mask the unexpected joy of having Mike, willingly, happily, at his mercy. Goddamn, he was perfect .
Mike made a questioning noise, a little whimper accompanied by his brows quirking and his eyes darting to the bedside table. Alexei waited, watched how Mike held still, not doing anything until Alexei nodded once. Only then did Mike snake his arm out and yank open the drawer. He immediately tucked his hand back at his side.
Alexei scanned the contents of the drawer, his eyebrows steadily lifting.
Condoms. Lube. Dildos. Plugs.
“My, my, Michael, you are full of surprises.”
“I only meant…” Mike’s cheeks went pink.
He leaned in to examine a few of the items more closely. “A bit of a size queen, aren’t you?”
Now Mike’s face glowed scarlet, even the blush on his chest turning a dull red, and Alexei couldn’t help but laugh.
“No, I—”
Mike’s voice strangled off on an embarrassed groan when Alexei lifted the largest of the dildos from the drawer and hefted its considerable weight against his palm. “I think I’m intimidated.”
“I don’t—”
“Don’t you?”
Mike’s wide, unblinking eyes were answer enough. He most certainly did.
The only question remaining was what Alexei would do with all this new information. “Do you want me to put this in you?”
“No.”
No hesitation. Mike’s eyes never left his, not once straying to the huge toy in his palm or anything else in the drawer. He was utterly focused on Alexei.
Alexei sucked in a deep breath and barely resisted pressing the heel of his palm against his now-painfully erect cock.
“What do you want, Michael?”
“You.”
Chapter Seven
Mike waited the longest, most excruciating minute of his life as Alexei considered his shameless, honest plea. Sprawled across the bed beneath Alexei’s scrutinizing gaze, Mike was painfully aware of his hot blush and helpless need. Months of suppressed emotions were no doubt blatant on his face, in his eyes, and he didn’t care. All that mattered was whatever Alexei did next.
“Get up, get naked, and get on your knees on the bed.”
Mike was on his feet before Alexei had finished speaking. His boxer briefs were gone a second later, his face to the mattress a second after that.
This . This was what he wanted.
Alexei draped himself over Mike like a warm, living blanket. His lips brushed the shell of Mike’s ear when he spoke. “I didn’t tell you to bend over. I told you to kneel.”
Mike immediately tried to get up, annoyed at himself for fucking up, but Alexei held him in place.
“No. Stay. I like that you did this.”
Mike closed his eyes and nodded against the cool sheet as a rush of pleasure wound through him at Alexei’s praise. A needy sound escaped when Alexei’s weight
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