Michaels in Love (BoyXBoy) English

Chapter 17 - Season 1: Melting with Your Love

A gasp escaped my lips as I broke away from Mike's kiss, my breath trembling as waves of pleasure coursed through me.

"Baby..." I whispered, voice heavy with desire, as I felt the heat and hardness of his arousal against me. My gaze lingered on his smoldering, almond-shaped eyes that seemed to pierce right through me.

"Get naked, Baby Michael," he murmured into my ear, his voice low and sensual. His lips grazed my earlobe, sending a shiver down my spine, before trailing down to the curve of my neck.

"Ahh... Mike," I moaned, surrendering to the fiery sensations his touch ignited.

Without hesitation, I flipped our positions, laying him gently on his back. My lips sought out the sensitive curve of his neck, trailing upward to his jaw and lingering at the edge of his ear.

"Oh, I will, baby," I whispered, the words laced with promise. I kissed him fervently, my lips moving to meet his, while my hips shifted, grinding against him with deliberate intent. The friction drew a groan from us both, the air between us thick with anticipation.

Slowly, I straightened, my hands sliding down to the waistband of my pants. I reached for the bottle of chocolate syrup on the table, letting my clothes drop to the floor. Standing bare before him, I poured the syrup over myself, the sticky sweetness trickling from my lips down to my chest.

Mike's eyes widened, his tongue darting out instinctively as he ran a hand over his own chest, the other slipping beneath the waistband of his pants.

"Baby Michael... you're driving me insane!" he rasped, his voice filled with hunger.

I smirked, biting my lip, savoring the effect I had on him.

He met my gaze, his eyes dark with longing. "Get me naked, baby," he pleaded, his voice hoarse and filled with need.

I dropped to my knees in front of him, letting my fingers brush against his thighs. Locking eyes with him, I licked the remnants of chocolate syrup from my fingers, teasing him further. Slowly, I peeled away his pants and boxers, letting them fall to the floor.

What greeted me left me momentarily breathless. His arousal was full and proud, its tip glistening, throbbing with anticipation. My hands wrapped around him, the weight and heat of him filling my palms as I began to stroke him, earning a guttural groan from his lips.

"Ahhh... shit," he gasped, his head falling back as his body shuddered under my touch.

Before I could go further, he sat up, his lips capturing mine in a searing kiss. His hands found the trails of chocolate on my chest, his mouth following shortly after, lapping up the sweetness. When he reached my nipples, the sensation of his tongue and lips sent my back arching off the table.

"Mike... oh, God... ahh..." I moaned, clutching at his shoulders as his mouth worked its magic.

When he finally pulled away, his lips brushed against my ear. "Baby... the ice cream is melting," he teased, his voice a playful whisper.

I chuckled, reaching for one of the containers. Scooping up some mango ice cream, I offered it to him.

"Mmm," he hummed, savoring the cold sweetness. "Delicious. But it's not my favorite anymore."

I raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Oh? You don't like mango anymore? What is it now? Cookies and cream?"

He grinned mischievously. "I used to love them both. But now? You've become my favorite. You're sweeter than anything I've ever tasted."

His words made my heart skip a beat, and I couldn't help but smile. Leaning in, I kissed him softly, pouring all my affection into that moment.

"Feed me some cookies and cream, baby," I murmured, my voice filled with warmth.