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"Are you going to beat me up?" he asked.
"No."
"So, what do you want?"
"The same thing you wanted when you followed me in here, beautiful."
"Oh," the man replied then a slow sexy grin crossed his mouth showing off his
perfect white teeth. "Oohhh."
Mikhail knew the man got it. Or at least, he was going to the minute Mikhail
got him out of his clothes. He grabbed the man by his arms and pulled him
flush against his body. He cupped the side of the blond's face, his other hand
anchoring the man to him by his slim hip.
"Do you have a name, little one, or should I just continue to call you
beautiful?"
The soft flush that filled the man's face was fascinating but not half as much
as the way he suddenly licked his full lips. "Jace Marrok," he mumbled. "But I
like beautiful, too."
"I am Mikhail Sebastian Ivananova Andrei Kугуар," Mikhail replied.
"That's a mouthful."
Mikhail smirked as he rubbed his thumb across the man's plush lips. "It could
be for most people but somehow I think you can handle it."
Jace's brow peaked sending a shot of lust straight to Mikhail's cock. He
growled and wrapped his fingers around the back of Jace's neck hold the man's
head still as he lowered his lips to his.
Jace's lips were just as warm and lush as they had looked across the room. And
the man responded to Mikhail's possessive kiss like a dream. His entire body
melted against Mikhail's even as his mouth opened up and accepted Mikhail's
dominance.
Mikhail trailed his hand from Jace's neck down his back until both of his
hands could grab the tight ass he had seen walk across the bar when Jace first
came in. He squeezed each rounded globe in his hands before lifting Jace up
higher against his body.
Jace wrapped his legs around Mikhail's waist. Their hard cocks mashed
together. The small whimper that fell from Jace's mouth inflamed Mikhail. He
wanted to hear that sound again and again and discover what other sounds Jace
could make.
Mikhail broke away from Jace's lips so that they could both breathe. Instead,
they traveled along Jace's jaw line. Mikhail groaned when Jace arched his head
back baring his neck to Mikhail's questing lips.
He turned around and pressed Jace's slim body against the door. Every move the
man made was fanning the flames of desires burning inside of Mikhail. He had
desired a lot of men in his lifetime but none had made him feel nearly
mindless with lust.
"Shirt off," Mikhail ordered. He knew his voice sounded husky and rough by the
way that Jace's eyes widened before he reached for the buttons of his shirt.
Mikhail held his breath as he waited for the glorious chest he just knew was
waiting under the silky fabric.
He wasn't disappointed. Mikhail's tongue nearly fell out of his mouth as Jace
dropped his shirt on the floor. Jace was a slim man but what muscles he did
have were nicely defined. He sported sexy pecs with pale brown nipples and a
rippled abdomen. A small sun tattoo encircled his bellybutton just asking to
be licked, which is exactly what Mikhail did.
Lifting Jace up in his arms, he leaned in and swirled his tongue around the
small colored tattoo. Jace squirmed in his arms and his hands clenched in
Mikhail's hair. Mikhail heard the soft moan that came from Jace. He felt the
way Jace's stomach muscles contracted.
"Fuck, man, you…you…" Jace groaned.
Mikhail swatted Jace on the butt and glared up at him. "Such a pretty little
mouth shouldn't have such ugly things coming out of it. I have much better
things for you to do with those lips."
Jace looked confused as if he were in a fog and didn't quite know what was
going on. Mikhail decided to let Jace's swearing pass for now. It was always
something he could fix later. Right now, he wanted nothing more than to sink
his cock into the fine little ass in his hands.
"Do you like these pants, beautiful?"
"Uh, yeah?"
Mikhail lowered Jace's feet to the floor but kept close contact between them.
"Then I suggest that you get rid of them before I do. I doubt I'll be nice
about it."
Jace's eyes widened but his hands quickly went to the buttons of his tight
leather pants. Within seconds, Jace's shoes and pants lay in a pile on the
floor. Mikhail groaned. When he called Jace beautiful he had no idea how right
he was.
The man was glorious.
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