Ice Man

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Authors: KyAnn Waters
security. But that didn’t imply that he’d settle for less than the best in clothes, food and luxuries. This room fit his tastes perfectly.
    Silver light bathed the room in an ethereal glow. A projection screen covered the wall on the right and smooth marbled rock carved the wall on the left. Brett stepped forward. A chaise lounge dwarfed an average-sized sofa. The soft gray leather lounge was about ten feet long and about five feet wide. The half back rolled like a wave. On the backrest and in the corners, bondage straps were stitched into the upholstery. Off to the left, a sex swing, suspended a few feet from the floor, hung from thick cables that were anchored to the ceiling.
    But something else captured his attention. He crossed the room with purposeful strides. A large window, nearly floor to ceiling and about six feet across, looked out over the Pit. His heart slammed around in his chest and lust unfurled in his gut. His head lightened and his cock hardened. Twenty feet below, men entwined in a devilish display of flesh and sinful sex.
    Rowan stepped in close behind. “One-way mirror,” he whispered. “We can watch the Pit.” He glanced toward the projection screen. “Or we can watch ourselves. There is a camera directed at the chaise and another angle focused on the rocks.”
    Brett pivoted to the rocks. A short wall made of stone and about a foot high framed the area directly in front of the wall.
    “I’ll show you why it’s called Silver Showers.” He crossed the room and flipped a large switch on the wall. A curtain of water cascaded over the rocks. “The dial controls the temperature.” He spun the knob until the water steamed.
    “A waterfall.” The enclosure kept the water from splashing onto the plush gray carpeting. “This is incredible.” Brett took two steps toward Rowan. He smiled, humbled by the attention to detail. “How could you know? I mean, this is perfect.”
    Rowan inhaled and let it out slowly. “It’s crazy but tonight I just want to say fuck off to the world.”
    At least, outside this room the world didn’t exist. Brett turned, walked back to the window and braced his hands on the glass.
    Rowan’s pants rustled and his chains clinked as he positioned behind him. Rowan’s chest brushed his back. Warm breath against his neck sent a shiver over his flesh.
    Tugs on his Henley inched the fabric from his jeans. Quivers rippled over his stomach, tightening his abdominals. Anticipation compressed his chest. He waited for the first touch of Rowan’s fingers against his bare flesh.
    Ah, his cock jumped. Rowan ran his hand over Brett’s hip around to the front of his jeans, grazing his dick through the denim. Inching higher, he waited for him to slip beneath the fabric of his shirt. Higher. He held his breath and didn’t move a muscle.
    Rowan chuckled. “Would you rather be down there?” he asked, glancing twenty feet below. He moved his mouth over his neck.
    “I want to be right here, with you. At first I was concerned, because of the phone call.” Now he was damn happy Rowan had made the effort. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you.”
    Rowan slipped the buttons open at the neck of Brett’s shirt. “Take it off. I need to touch you.”
    Grabbing the hem, he jerked the Henley over his head. He spun then leaned back against the glass. He traced the harness chains crisscrossing Rowan’s sculpted chest with his fingers. “I like the harness. So don’t take it off.” Rowan’s flat nipples constricted. “You’re so beautiful.” Taut muscles and lean lines. Contours to touch and taste.
    Brett rasped his thumb over one nipple then bent his head and swiped his tongue over the tip. “You taste as good as you look.” He gently bit. “Better, in fact.” He laved the other nipple. Rowan moaned. “Ah, you like that.”
    “You can do whatever you want to me.”
    “Promises, promises.”
    With a gentle shove, Rowan became aggressive and had Brett’s shoulders pinned to

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