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Trust

Autor: E L Simon
last update Data de publicação: 2025-10-03 21:06:40

The hours dragged on, but the guys showed no sign of leaving. The diner had turned into their personal clubhouse, voices booming, chairs scraping, pitchers of beer replaced almost as soon as they were drained.

They were already talking about moving onto bars and clubs, and going all night.

Milo leaned back in his seat, head heavy, vision blurring a little, when headlights swept across the diner windows. He recognized that car instantly.

Ethan.

Trying not to draw attention, he pushed himself up
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  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Post-its and Grass Stains

    Jamie woke in stages. His eyes cracked open, blurry with sleep, and for one blessed heartbeat everything felt safe and dreamlike. Then memory slammed into him.He shot upright so fast the blanket pooled around his waist, heart hammering against his ribs. The room spun once, then settled. Empty. Quiet. Just his desk, his neatly stacked notebooks, the faint gray light of a Saturday morning leaking through the blinds.It was a dream. Relief flooded him so hard his shoulders sagged. Oh thank God.Then his gaze landed on the nightstand.His phone sat there, screen dark. A yellow Post-it was stuck crookedly to the top edge. The handwriting was messy, slanted: Message me when you wake up.Below it, a phone number.Jamie stared at the note like it might vanish if he blinked hard enough. One second. Two.Then the illusion shattered.Oh my God. It was real.The memories crashed in fast and filthy: Dane’s hand on his neck, the desk edge biting into his hip, Max bursting through the door. Max

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Unfinished Business

    Jamie woke to the slow, heavy shift of the mattress beside him, a low groan slipping out before his brain even caught up. Warmth. Too much warmth. His limbs felt heavy, sunk deep into sheets that smelled familiar.He didn’t open his eyes. Didn’t want to. The bed was a cocoon, soft and safe in a way he hadn’t felt in months.A quiet rustle. The blanket lifted for a second, cool air brushed his bare shoulder, then settled again, tucked carefully around him like someone was trying not to wake a sleeping child.“Morning skate. Gotta go.”Jamie made a small, protesting sound into the pillow. Words felt impossible. His brain was still half-dreaming, floating somewhere between the memory of Max’s hand pinning his boxers down and the steady thump of Max’s heartbeat against his back.Max huffed a soft laugh. Fingers brushed Jamie’s hair back from his forehead—gentle, almost absent. “Go back to sleep. And don’t go anywhere today, yeah? I’ll be back later.”Jamie managed a quiet hum, already ro

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Eyes on Me

    Max’s hips jerked once, sharp and involuntary, pushing up into the tight circle of his fist like his body had decided it couldn’t wait another second.Jamie’s own rhythm faltered for half a heartbeat, caught between staring and stroking, every nerve screaming to watch this unfold.Max’s head tipped back against the pillow, the muscles in his forearm stood out in sharp relief as he dragged his hand up one last time, slow, deliberate, twisting hard over the swollen head. Jamie couldn’t have looked away if someone held a gun to his head.Max’s abs clenched hard, a visible ripple running from ribs to navel. His thighs tensed, spreading just a fraction wider under the blanket, and then his whole body locked, shoulders rigid, breath punched out in a single, broken exhale.He came with a low, guttural groan that vibrated through the mattress.The first pulse arced high, thick and white, landing in a hot stripe across his left pec and streaking toward his collarbone. The second followed fast

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Hell of a Host

    Max exhaled again, slower this time. “Okay,” he murmured, voice thick but steady. “We’re doing this.”Jamie’s heart slammed so hard he felt it in his teeth, his brain lagging behind his body as the reality caught up. He was about to touch himself... in front of the guy he'd fantasized about for months.This is real, this is happening. His stomach flipped, heat flooding his chest even as something tight and frightened tried to pull him back.He should stop.He couldn’t.When his eyes flicked up, Max was right there. Close. All heat and shadow. Watching Jamie's reaction.Max shifted slightly, hips rocking once into his own fist. “You ever watch porn when you do this?”Jamie’s mouth opened. Closed. Opened again. “I… not really.”Max’s hand paused, just for a second, then resumed the limited slide, straining his boxers. “No?”“I just… visualize.” The admission came out small, mortified. “Stuff in my head. It’s—easier.”A low, rough chuckle rolled out of Max. “Fuck, that’s hot.”Jamie swa

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Quiet Hands

    Jamie’s fingers froze on the keyboard.Oh god.He fumbled immediately, nearly dropping the laptop as he tried to snap it shut.“Oh—that’s just—” he stammered. “That’s a joke. It’s not— I mean it’s not a real date. It’s just— it’s like a drink with a friend.”He lowered the laptop too quickly, the lid clapping shut with a suspicious thump.Behind him the mattress shifted slightly.“Which friend?” Max asked.Jamie’s brain short‑circuited. Mortified heat climbed straight up his neck.“Oh. Uh.” Jamie stared very hard at the floor. “You wouldn’t know them.”“Try me.”Jamie opened his mouth.Then closed it again.“Well I— um.” He swallowed. “I can’t actually remember their name.”There was a small pause behind him.Jamie could practically feel Max processing that.“You don’t know their name,” Max said slowly.Jamie abandoned the conversation entirely. He shoved the laptop onto the desk, scrambled under the blankets, and reached blindly for the lamp.“Goodnight!” he blurted, plunging the roo

  • Owned on the Ice M/M Romance   Dignified Panic Noises

    Jamie wasn’t sure how the worst day of his life had somehow ended like this.Technically, it should’ve been a disaster.Dane. The camera. The humiliation. The memory of being pinned to the desk still made his stomach twist if he thought about it too long.And yet…Max was sitting on his bed.Jamie took another bite of pizza and nearly groaned. It was the best thing he’d eaten in weeks. Maybe months.Max’s pizza choice had been absurdly good. The roasted vegetables were smoky and sweet, the crust perfectly crisp, and the cheese somehow tasted richer than anything the campus cafeteria ever served.Jamie wiped his fingers on a napkin, trying not to devour the slice like a starving animal.Across from him, Max was stretched comfortably against the headboard, long legs extended, one arm draped casually along the pillows behind them.Jamie was very aware that their knees were touching.Barely.But touching.They had Jamie’s laptop balanced between them with a movie playing. A comedy. Very d

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