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?

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But…perhaps just another kiss wouldn’t hurt. Alex leans down and presses a lingering kiss to Mahiro’s mouth, a kiss that gradually turns deeper and more heated until Mahiro’s tongue licks at his lower lip. Alex sucks in a quick breath but goes with it, gives Mahiro a teasing nip, and reluctantly pulls away before things really get out of hand.


“Wow,” Alex says, then chuckles. “I really should probably go now, I guess. I mean. Um.” Alex’s heart skitters, because he can feel the tension building between them, the attraction that simmers behind every interaction they’ve ever had, and he swallows heavily and kisses Mahiro’s forehead. Mahiro closes his eyes and breathes out heavily through his nose.


“Good night,” Mahiro says and steps backward, his fingers slowly dragging their way along Alex’s waist as he goes. He smiles at Alex, a sweet, somewhat reluctant thing, then climbs the stairs and unlocks the door.


Chapter 71