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Trust and Worries

ผู้เขียน: E L Simon
last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2025-07-25 07:03:50

Noah wanted to adopt. Wanted to be a parent.

Sterling had practically sprung into action. Within minutes, he was coordinating with his lawyer to gather every favorable report and reference Noah might need, already drafting a letter of recommendation he could sign and have notarized. His connections could smooth the process, maybe even expedite it. It didn’t matter if Noah had asked or not. Sterling wanted to help. Needed to help. He wanted this for him... for them. Even if he didn’t fully know
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  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Disclosure

    Professor Klein turned the folder toward Jamie.Jamie’s eyes dropped to the photo, and the world narrowed to a single, horrifying point.He had never been so humiliated in his entire life.The image was dimly lit, intimate, and brutally explicit. There he was — completely naked, skin flushed deep pink, head tipped back in unmistakable ecstasy, mouth open on a moan. His legs were spread wide, the angle lower than he remembered. Max was behind him, powerful body pressed close, one thick arm wrapped possessively around Jamie’s waist while his cock was buried deep inside him. The position captured everything: the glistening sheen of sweat on their skin, the way Max’s hand gripped Jamie’s hip hard enough to leave marks, the raw, obscene stretch where their bodies joined. The lighting was low and warm, casting shadows that only made the scene more erotic, more damning.Jamie’s stomach lurched violently.Heat exploded across his face, down his neck, burning through his entire body until h

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Photo Evidence

    Jamie stared at the email until the letters blurred together on the screen. His appetite disappeared instantly.Max set his fork down, watching him with that steady gaze. “Hey. Breathe. It’s probably nothing serious. Professors love sounding dramatic with emails like that. I’ll pick you up later, drive you to the media building, and wait right outside the whole time. It's gonna be fine, okay?”Jamie nodded, forcing a small smile, but the knot in his stomach only tightened. Max leaned across the tray and kissed his temple, warm and reassuring, before he had to leave for conditioning. The door clicked shut behind him, and the silence of the tiny dorm room pressed in immediately.Jamie tried to distract himself. He cleaned up the breakfast things, wiped down the desk, even straightened Max’s scattered clothes. But every few minutes his eyes drifted back to the email. Concerns. The word felt like a threat. What if it was about the Dane footage? What if someone had seen him and Max toget

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Hi!

    Hello lovely readers, Hoping you can help me, there were a lot of comments about something being wrong with the previous chapter? Its really long and about a game?'Concerns' is supposed to be Max and Jamie waking up together and Jamie receiving an email from his professor. It shows normally on my side, is that not what you're all seeing? I've emailed Goodnovel for help, I'm a little worried about this next chapter showing up strangely too but I'll post it and cross my fingers!Thank you for your patience 💕

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Concerns

    Jamie woke to the feeling of warmth and the steady rhythm of someone breathing beside him. For the first time since Max had started staying over, the goalie was still fast asleep.Jamie turned his head slowly on the pillow, careful not to wake him, and let himself just… look.Max was breathtaking like this. Completely unguarded. His golden brown hair was tousled from sleep, falling across his forehead in messy strands. Long lashes rested against his cheeks, and his full lips were slightly parted, soft and relaxed. The sheet had slipped dangerously low on his hips, revealing the sculpted lines of his chest and abs, the faint trail of hair leading downward. A lingering bruise from practice still shadowed his ribs, but it only added to the rugged, masculine beauty that made Jamie’s chest ache. One powerful arm was flung above his head, the other resting loosely across his stomach, fingers relaxed. In sleep, the usual teasing smirk and confident energy were gone, replaced by something s

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   What You Would've Said

    The characters on the TV had long since devolved into a looping emote cycle, some cheerful jingle repeating like it was mocking them. Jamie barely registered it. He was still half-turned on his side, chest half pressed to the mattress, one leg hooked awkwardly over Max’s knee. Max’s cock was still buried deep inside him, every tiny shift sending sparks of overstimulation racing up Jamie’s spine.Max held him pinned exactly where he wanted him.“You didn’t think I’d like to hear that?” Max murmured, voice low and rough against the shell of Jamie’s ear. His lips brushed the sensitive skin just behind it, sending a shiver rolling through Jamie’s body. “That you wanted me so badly you had to run?”Jamie’s mouth opened, but only a broken, half-formed whimper escaped. “I—I didn’t—”Max’s hips rolled forward in one slow, deliberate thrust, pressing impossibly deeper. Jamie’s eyes fluttered shut on a choked moan.“Shh,” Max soothed, but there was nothing soft about the way he kissed him — de

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Honesty

    Jamie’s mind crashed the second the name left Max’s lips.He was still folded in half — knees pressed tight to his own chest, legs spread obscenely wide, those stupid duck socks hovering on either side of Max’s head. He tried to twist, tried to pull his legs down.He was so full. Max buried to the hilt inside him, thick and throbbing, stretching him open in that overwhelming way that made his toes curl inside the ridiculous socks. The burn was intense, bordering on too much, but the pleasure was sharper, deeper, flooding every nerve. He tried to twist, tried to pull his legs down, panic and overwhelming sensation crashing together.“Max— wait, wait a minute—” Jamie gasped, voice cracking. “I can explain, please—”Max didn’t wait.He drove in harder, deeper, hips snapping forward with a punishing rhythm that stole the air from Jamie’s lungs. The stretch burned so good, every thrust dragging perfectly against that spot inside him that made white-hot sparks explode behind his eyes.“Tel

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