He put his glass down. "Come here. Give me your best shot."
"I don't want to hurt you," Alex protested.
"Then don't." He reached out his hand to Alex at the same moment the hockey player came to him, their lips colliding, in a long, passionate embrace. Their kiss went on so long and they both got so worked up, so hot and sweaty, they started to peel off clothes.
"I love your body," Alex said.
Cristiano never took his gaze from Alex's face as he dimmed a couple of lights.
"I love yours, too," he said. "I've been wanting to touch your skin for two days." He stepped back into Alex's arms again and kissed him. He took Alex's shirt off and recognized it as Abercrombie and Fitch. He was impressed. Man, they were both naked, but still on fire.
They began touching each other, avid, sensual little explorations. Cristiano touched Alex's chest and felt a thrill at its warmth. It was surprisingly soft. Being a boxer, he had a few bumps and bruises. His ribs on the left always hurt and Alex seemed to find the exact spot where it was almost unbearable.
"Does that hurt?" Alex asked, gazing into his eyes.
"Yes." It hurt like hell to admit it. "I never tell anyone. You admit you have pain other guys hit you there."
Alex's eyes grew soft. It was the only thing about him that was soft. His cock, big and beautiful, was hard. They moved to the bed, but really it was to get more comfortable. Cristiano was so anxious for Alex to fuck him, he almost couldn't believe it. He felt Alex's hot breath on him as he bent his head to kiss and lick the hurt rib.
"Your secret is safe with me," Alex said into his mouth, swabbing his lips with his tongue. Cristiano went crazy when Alex got off the bed, but calmed when his soon-to-be lover brought back the bottle of mineral water they had started. Alex took a sip and the condensation dripped onto Cristiano's chest. Alex licked it off. They took turns sipping from the bottle. The bubbles made Cristiano feel shy, but still deeply aroused.
Alex put the bottle on the nightstand and his cold tongue licked from Cristiano's belly button down his left thigh and then detoured into his inner thigh.
Cristiano opened his legs slightly, but Alex shouldered his way between his parted thighs and Cristiano looked up at him, seeing the pleasure in Alex's eyes as his tongue worked on Cristiano's thighs and moved to his cock. He suppressed a shriek, watching Alex sucking him with total passion. Nobody ever sucked him this way. The few women he'd been with were not very good at it. Angel ... Angel had been good at it, but it was not passion, it was control that drove his desire. He enjoyed having control over another human being, man or woman.
No, it wasn't like this with Angel, or anybody else. This was like fire and ice.