Frozen Heart by Gem Frost

Author:Gem Frost [Frost, Gem]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Daylily Publishing
Published: 2018-03-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Alex

The feel of Nash’s hand wrapped around me was like nothing I’d ever experienced before. Of course I’d masturbated countless times, and of course I’d had sex with several female partners. But somehow this was completely different. The strength and power of Nash’s hand, the way he touched me with such breath-stealing expertise, the way his brilliant eyes studied my reactions with such intensity… it all combined to transform a simple hand job into something incredibly hot.

His gentle yet firm touch rapidly took away my ability to think. All I could do was feel. All I could do was want.

He caressed me lightly for a few moments, then removed his hand and spat in his palm. Then he was stroking me again, a little more firmly. His hand was warm and wet against my skin, and he continued, slow and relentless, while the pressure deep in my balls built slowly into desperate, aching need.

Before long I heard myself moaning, sobbing, all self-control lost. No one had ever brought me to my knees, metaphorically speaking, so easily. I suspected that if he wanted me to, I’d fall to my knees quite literally, and give him anything he wanted. Anything at all.

But he didn’t seem to want anything from me, at least right now. In fact, if I hadn’t been so entirely transported by the pleasure he was giving me, I might have felt a flicker of guilt. I’d never been one to take from my sexual partners without providing pleasure in return. But at this breathless, heart-pounding moment, there was nothing whatsoever in my mind except the urgency building low in my gut.

“Open your eyes,” he said, his voice low.

I realized my eyes had fluttered shut, and I forced them open, even though my lids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds apiece. I looked at him straddling me, his eyes bright as they observed me. He was still wearing all his clothes, even his tie, and a stab of guilt hit me.

“If you want me to take your clothes off…”

“What, now? Nah, don’t worry about it, Alex. Right now we’re just focusing on you, okay? Look at my hand, all right? I want you to watch.”

He’d made me watch last night, I remembered. Told me to keep my eyes open as I brought myself to orgasm. I want you to look down and watch as you touch yourself, okay?

But this was an entirely different situation. The sight of his hand wrapped around my cock was intensely, gut-wrenchingly erotic. The way his hand was so obviously slick with his spit and my precome made my hard-on give a hungry twitch.

“Unnnhhhh,” I said, conveying my need as articulately as possible. Not very, in other words.

“You like that.” He stroked downward, and I watched as the head of my cock practically gushed precome. I felt myself growing impossibly harder, until the pleasure was almost impossible to bear.

“More,” I ground out. “Faster.”

He laughed at me. “Alex, maybe you haven’t noticed, but you’re not in charge here.

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