INICIAR SESIÓNChapter 2Then he adjusted properly and kept working, but the damage was done. Every pass of the needle after that felt connected to the lingering ghost of that touch. My nipple stayed tight and oversensitive. I could still feel exactly where his thumb had been.Halfway down the ribs the pain mixed with something worse. His forearm was braced across my stomach now, heavy and warm. The vibration traveled through bone and muscle and landed low in my gut. My cock pulsed in time with the machine. The wet spot on my briefs was spreading.Kai’s voice cut through the buzz. “You’re tensing. Breathe.”I exhaled shakily. His hand shifted lower on my side, holding the skin taut for a long curve. The new position put his wrist directly against the side of my erection. Not pressing hard—just resting there, solid and unavoidable.He didn’t move it away.My hips wanted to push up. I locked them down so hard my thighs shook. Sweat gathered at my temples. Every pass of the needle sent another pulse of
Chapter 1I showed up ten minutes early and immediately regretted it. Sitting in that small waiting area with the low music and the sharp green-soap smell only gave my brain more time to spiral.This is fine. It’s just a tattoo. You’ve wanted this piece for months. You’re not going to get hard over some guy’s hands on you. You’re not fifteen.Except I already felt half-aware of my own body in a way that wasn’t helpful. The design on my phone looked bigger every time I opened it— it was a tiger spanning from right chest, down the ribs, over the hip, ending high on the thigh. A lot of skin. A lot of necessary touching.Kai stepped out from the back, wiping his hands. Tall, dark hair pulled back, black gloves already on. He looked calm. Professional. The exact opposite of the quiet panic starting to build under my ribs.“You ready?”“Yeah,” I said, and followed him into the private room.The door shut. Locked. Privacy. Necessary. Still made my stomach tighten.“Shirt off. Underwear stay
Chapter 3Alex’s back arched off the bed. A loud, broken sound tore out of him. Fred sucked him down, tongue working, one hand stroking the base. He was less practiced than Alex had been in the car, but he made up for it with pure hunger. He wanted the taste. The weight on his tongue. The way Alex’s thighs shook under his hands.“Jesus—Fred—your mouth—”Fred pulled off just long enough to spit on the head and take him deeper. Alex’s hands fisted in the sheets. His hips kept trying to thrust up. Fred pinned them down with one forearm and kept sucking, wet and messy, spit running down to Alex’s balls.Alex was loud. Every moan, every curse, every broken please went straight to Fred’s cock. He was fully hard again already, aching.Fred pulled off and licked lower. Over Alex’s balls. Behind them. Alex’s breath hitched hard when Fred’s tongue pressed against his hole.“Oh fuck—yes—”Fred spread Alex’s cheeks and licked him open. Slow at first, then harder, tongue pushing in. Alex writhed u
Chapter 2Fred’s cock sprang free the second the zipper came down. Thick, hard, already leaking at the tip. Alex stared at it for a second, breathing hard, then wrapped his hand around the base and squeezed.“Fuck,” Alex muttered. “Knew you’d be big.”He didn’t tease. He bent all the way down and took the head into his mouth.Hot. Wet and immediate. Like he'd been starving and couldn't wait any longer.Fred’s head slammed back against the seat. A rough sound tore out of his throat. His hands stayed locked on the steering wheel like it was the only thing keeping him from floating away. Alex’s tongue swirled around the head, tasting the precum, then he sank lower, taking more.The wet heat swallowed him inch by inch. Alex’s throat worked around him. Spit slid down the shaft. Fred’s hips jerked up without permission.“Shit—Alex—”Alex only hummed and took him deeper. The vibration shot straight up Fred’s spine. One of Alex’s hands stayed wrapped around the base, stroking what his mouth c
Chapter 1Fred kept both hands on the wheel and his eyes on the road. The rain made the streets shine under the lights. Beside him, Alex slumped in the passenger seat, tie loose, shirt half-unbuttoned already from the club. The man had been drinking hard all night. Closed a big deal, bought rounds for everyone, then kept going long after the others left.Fred had pulled him out before he could start a fight or fall over. Standard job. Get the Boss home in one piece. Except tonight Alex wasn’t staying in his seat.Alex’s knee bumped against Fred’s thigh. Then stayed there. Warm. Heavy.“Sit still,” Fred said.Alex laughed, low and rough. “Always giving orders. Even when you’re the one working for me.”Fred didn’t answer. He checked the mirrors, changed lanes. The city was quiet this late. Just the wipers and the engine.Alex shifted closer. His hand landed on Fred’s forearm, fingers curling around the muscle under the black shirt. “You’ve got strong arms. Always noticed that. When you
Chapter 4Ethan’s body tensed violently on the conference table, every muscle locking up as the overwhelming pleasure crested. Kane’s thick cock slammed deep into his ass with powerful strokes while David was buried to the hilt right beside him, both men fucking him in a relentless, synchronized rhythm. The intense double penetration stretched him completely, their thick shafts rubbing tightly against each other inside the same tight heat.“I’m—fuck—I’m coming!” Ethan shouted, voice raw and broken. His ass clenched hard around both cocks as a shattering orgasm ripped through him. Waves of blinding pleasure crashed over him again and again. His cock, trapped between his stomach and the table, pulsed hard and spilled thick ropes of cum across the wood while his body shook uncontrollably between the two powerful men. He cried out, pushing back greedily onto their cocks even as he came, milking them with every spasm.And then—BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!The sharp, insistent sound of his alarm shat
Logan Wale slammed the door of his penthouse behind him, the sound echoing through the empty marble foyer. It was barely nine-thirty at night, but the day had been torture. Every time Damon had walked past his office, every lingering glance, every teasing smile had chipped away at his sanity. He re
The next morning, Logan arrived at the office before sunrise, determined to regain control. He’d barely slept, his mind replaying that shameful scene in his chair on loop. The way he’d come like a teenager just from imagining Damonn Vale’s mouth was Pathetic and weak. He would not let it happen aga
Logan Wale paced around his office like a Man on heat. He stopped at some point to stare through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the glittering city below.He was pissed, and rightfully so. He'd single handedly built his company from the ground up and at thirty six, he'd been named one of the top C
Logan’s hand remained frozen around Damon’s cock, the weight and burning heat of it searing into his palm like a brand. It was thicker than he expected, velvet-smooth skin stretched over rigid hardness, a vein pulsing faintly against his fingers. He gave one tentative, experimental stroke from base







