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

It’s a simple flat circlet of shining fourteen carat gold with an adjustable buckle clasp, but in that moment Mahiro can see the gold band circling Alex’s slim white throat, can feel the press of it under his fingers as he wraps his hand around the back of Alex’s neck as he fucks his mouth.


A sign. A symbol to show Alex, and the rest of the world, that Alex is the only one for Mahiro. Always.


He’s never wanted something so badly in his entire life, and if he has to drop his next share of the house payment in Cartier, so be it.


Mahiro 8:16 A.M.: Sorry it’s so early, my beauty. Today still okay for dinner? 6pm here? I am ordering in.


Mahiro 9:40 A.M.: <3 Don’t get caught up in writing and forget to tell me about tonight! <3


Mahiro 11:58 A.M.: *poke* I’m ordering you snails if you don’t tell me if it’s okay. If you need to cancel that’s fine.


Alex 2:15 P.M.: It’s fine. See you then.


Chapter 64