“Not from the cold.”
Hans’ smile softened against his skin in genuine affection. His hands moved to the knot of the towel at Adrik’s waist. He hesitated, not yet pulling it.
“This is the part where you tell me if you’ve changed your mind.” Hans paused, his voice dropping an octave. “Because once this towel hits the floor, Professor Hans is going to be very thorough in his lesson.”
Adrik reached out and gripped Hans’ forearms, his knuckles white. “Just do it.”
Hans let the towel fall.
Chapter Ten
Hans
Hans moved Adrik ontothe bed, following him until they were a tangle of damp limbs and heated skin. Hans admired his naked body in the quiet room. He kissed the shoulder scar, the hollow of the throat, the curve of the hip. Every touch was an exploration, every groan from Adrik was a reward.
Adrik’s hair splayed against the pillow, his eyes half-lidded, and dark with a need mirroring Hans’ own. He’s giving everything. Better make sure he remembers every second of this.
Adrik pointed to the drawer beside the bed. “Condoms and lube.”
Hans retrieved them, his hands moving with practiced ease. He pushed his own towel aside, discarding it on the floor. Then, he opened the condom wrapper and fitted it onto his erection. Hans acted quickly, not allowing any hesitation to creep in. He pressed Adrik back onto the mattress.
“Turn over,” Hans ordered.
Adrik flipped over, his face resting to the side, with his elbows propping up part of his body. Hans stroked Adrik’s back until he reached his ass. He leaned over and licked the crease between his cheeks.
“Fuck! Fuck!”
“Don’t you like that?” Hans whispered.
“No one has ever done that to me.”
“Want me to stop?”
“No. I fucking love it.”
Hans traced the crease of his tight ass with his tongue again, alternating soft kisses and licks. With his tongue, Hans explored Adrik’s ass, the skin firm and responsive, flicking in and out as his hand stroked Adrik’s pulsing erection.
“I can’t take much more. Fuck me,” Adrik shouted.
Hans stopped his tongue working on Adrik and took his time lubricating Adrik’s hole. He added a finger inside Adrik and followed with another.
“What are you doing?”
“Stretching you.”
“You’re too kind, Professor.”
Hans pulled back his fingers and placed his cock against Adrik’s crease. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to see you like this.”
Below Adrik’s ear, Hans’ mouth explored the sensitive skin. He worked his way down, his tongue tracing the line of Adrik’s neck before moving lower to taste the heat of his back. Hans used his tongue, lapping his ass, then down lower to his balls, alternating kissing and licking. Hans licked Adrik’s back, stalling his intrusion, driving him wild with desire and need.
“Oh, fuck,” Adrik gasped.
Under his touch, Adrik’s stomach muscles spasmed, mirroring the tremors in his thighs when Hans’ hands brushed against his center.
“Hans… please.”
“Patience, Adrik,” Hans murmured, looking at him with eyes dark with intent. “I want to see how much you can take before you beg me for my cock.”
