Owned on the Ice M/M Romance
The heat in it punched straight through Lukas’s gut, settling low, swelling in his cock.
He let the silence hang, just long enough for Aiden to hear the rush of his own breathing.
Then Lukas leaned in, slow and deliberate, dragging his tongue across his own lip like he was still savoring the last trace of salt from Aiden’s mouth. His eyes stayed on Aiden’s the whole time.
“Just one night,” Lukas said, his voice quiet enough to make Aiden lean closer to catch it. “Tonight. That’s all.”
It was a lie, or at least a dangerous half-truth.