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."How?""I look forward to whatever you deem appropriate.""I feel a rather harsh spanking would suffice, given the audacity you displayed inyour teasing.""Yes, harsh." Alex's breath hitched.Phillip used his hand to spank Alex with no mercy.The man groaned sensually,gutturally.Several minutes passed with Phillip's hand becoming redder.The sounds, notonly of Alex's reaction, but also of Phillip's own hand striking the man's skin, made hisgroin ache with an unbearable need."Oh, God, Your Grace.Fuck me.Please, fuck me now."Phillip could no longer force himself to tease or to seduce.He wished to feel Alexbeneath him, surrounding his cock with pulsating muscles, feel Alex's body turned overto him, completely.Phillip removed his clothing quickly.After he lubricated Alex's anus, he slippeda finger inside, feeling Alex's immediate tensing."Relax," Phillip whispered."Is this your first time?""No, it is not." The words were spaced, a huge breath taken between each one."Then you know what to expect, do you not?""Do I?""Point well taken."Phillip replaced the one finger with two, fucking Alex slowly, despite hisdesperate need to plunge inside the man.With three fingers, he stretched the tightmuscle, feeling Alex finally relax, despite the tension that appeared to remain in hisarms and legs.Phillip leaned down and kissed the reddened skin on Alex's ass, kissedhim all over, licking, feeling the heat on his tongue."You take a spanking quite well.""I give as good as I receive.""We will indeed investigate that prospect." His heart quickened."Please, Phillip, fuck me."Phillip noted the familiarity and grinned.Phillip positioned himself, though he was still finger fucking Alex.He pulled hisfingers out and replaced them with his cock, slipping the head in easily.He then stilled.He closed his eyes against the sensations, wishing to memorize each one, eachnuance, each sound, each breath."My God man.""Give me more."Phillip held Alex's hips, clenching them tight, moving his own hips back, thenforward, then a bit deeper with each stroke.He rocked against Alex's ass, sure the burnwould add to Alex's pleasure.The feeling was unbearable for Phillip, though he'd bear it over and over again, ifgiven the chance.Alex hissed with each stroke.Phillip grunted, emphasizing eachmovement.He knew this wasn't just fucking.He wasn't sure what it was, but he knewhe cared for the other man's pleasure.Beyond that, it was a world of sensations, clearlydelineated, sharp."Alex," he murmured, as he leaned over Alex's upper body, thrusting his hipswith purpose, deeply, each stroke punctuating his need for this man and this momentin time.He wished he understood why Alex was different, but he simply was."Fuck me, Phillip, fuck me hard."His name on Alex's lips sounded like a benediction.He wanted to possess thisman's body, to own him.Phillip stroked deep and slow, seeking Alex's soul.He would brand this man,spoil him for anyone else.He moved Alex's hips, changing the angle.Alex reacted immediately, increasinghis own backward thrusts."Phillip, please."He felt the rise of culmination, the tingle at his back, the tension building in hislegs, his ballocks, his cock.He wanted the release, but didn't want this to end.He wouldreach a point of no return, and he strove for that, all the time hoping this wouldn't bethe last time.The speed came on its own, the natural progression, the want, the need to get tothe end.He groaned and allowed himself to tumble over the edge.His hips slammedinto Alex, as Phillip held the man still, not permitting even an inch of movement.Hisbody stiffened, his ballocks contracted, his cock throbbed, and with a shout of ecstasy,Phillip spent himself.His body shuddered, over and over again, waves of pleasurewashing over him.He thought it'd never end, relished each and every quake andquiver.Phillip leaned over Alex's upper body and wrapped his arms around the man'storso.He wanted to say, "You are mine," but simply held Alex instead."I must come," Alex said.Phillip released Alex, who took his own cock in hand and stroked savagely.Phillip stood by, weak, breathless, wishing he'd brought himself to do the deed for theman.Within moments, Alex came with a roar.Phillip observed taut sinews, musculararms, closed eyes, gritted teeth.Had Haynes done those same things? He'd never paidthe slightest bit of attention, and yet, he couldn't tear his gaze from Alex.Alex seemed embarrassed by his reactions, not meeting Phillip's eyes as he beganto come back to his own.Instead, he walked to the washstand and began to cleanhimself.Awkward, Phillip thought.Alex finished with the washing and began to gather his clothes, putting them on,silently.A sense of panic washed over Phillip, making him wonder if he'd donesomething wrong.If he had, he wouldn't be surprised.He quickly washed and followed Alex's lead, slipping into his own clothes, sanscravat."Care for another brandy?" He didn't want the interlude to end, not yet, not untilhe'd said the myriad things that sat on the tip of his tongue."That would be nice."Phillip turned his back and closed his eyes in gratitude.He'd been granted a fewmore minutes."Shall we sit?"They assumed the same chairs they'd taken before.Awkward.The only word Phillip could think of that described what he wasfeeling well that, and, "Might I see you again, Alex?"Alex grinned, almost shyly."Thank you for that.""What?""I had no idea how to ask the same question."A humorless laugh followed, from both men, dispelling somewhat the pall thathad fallen over them."I would very much like to see you again, Phillip." Alex sipped his brandy,settling into the chair a bit more.Phillip wished to be, well, Phillip, taking charge, planning, controlling.Hesensed, however, that this situation called for patience, a commodity he lacked inspades."A week from tonight, this room?"Alex gave him a toothy smile and stood."Yes, a week from tonight.I shall behere."He finished the last of the brandy in his glass, bowed, and went to the door.Phillip already began counting the hours and the man hadn't even left his sight."I'll arrange some supper.Eight o'clock?""Eight o'clock it is."The door closed quietly and Phillip felt oddly bereft.Chapter SixteenPhillip met Alex at the Sapphire Club once a week for the next several months [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]