Mahiro became a professional figure skater for one reason -- the object of his lust from the time he was a teenager, Alex Breschi. But he never advanced far enough for Alex to notice him. Now Alex is retired from skating and working as a thriller author, while Mahiro gracefully bowed out of competition to become a successful app developer and professional Dom in New York City.<br><br>Reality and fantasy collide at a penthouse play party when Mahiro meets his idol. Alex is researching a book, and he wants to learn more about the lifestyle. In fact, he wants to be trained as a submissive. By Mahiro.<br><br>Mahiro knows it's a terrible idea. He's hardly objective, and Alex is a novice. Still, all those years of longing shatter his reserve, and he cannot refuse to have the man of his dreams in his hands.  He's going to make sure Alex notices him now. It's only a business arrangement, and since Alex is returning to Russia in a few months, Mahiro can have some fun without divulging his past ... or his obsession. What does he have to lose?

Florentine

“I want you to come like this,” Mahiro says. “From my fingers.”


“I don’t know if I…I don’t…” Alex stutters out, and then writhes on Mahiro’s hand.


“You can. I’ve seen you almost do it, so do. Let go, Alex. Let me pleasure you.” Mahiro reaches up and flicks one of the nipple clamps and Alex wails, clenching down hard on Mahiro’s fingers. Yes, that’s going to do it. He glances back and Adam is palming himself, but still has a hand on the rope. This has to be timed really well, but he thinks he can manage it. He rubs a thumb along Alex’s rim at the same time he starts thrusting his fingers in earnest, and Alex shakes his head, moaning.


“I don’t know, I…I’m…I can feel…”


“Yes, Alex,” Mahiro hisses and bends forward to nip at Alex’s ass. “Let it go for me, lovely. Let it go.”


Chapter 49