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lover was covered in hickeys and hot as hell.
I know you ll be good. The question is, how good?
Mario moved until they were chest to chest. He picked up the bar of soap and began
washing his way down Asa s back, paying particular attention to his lover s ass. We ve
never fucked in the shower. You think your legs are up to it?
Asa lifted his leg and rested his foot on the narrow ledge, opening himself to Mario s
touch. I sure as hell hope so. I think about it every day when I m in here.
Mario introduced a soapy finger to Asa s hole. You like that? he asked, inserting
another almost immediately.
You know I do.
Once Mario slid two fingers easily in and out of Asa s ass, he smacked him on the butt.
Turn around and hold onto the wall.
As Asa did as asked, Mario readjusted the shower spray. Mmm mmm mmm.
He d never tire of being inside of his lover. Mario soaped his cock and slowly pushed in
to the hilt. Damn you re hot, baby.
Asa grunted and started rocking back and forth on Mario s dick.
Mario gripped Asa s hips and started to move. The slap of wet skin, as his groin met
Asa s ass, was deafening in the small bathroom, the sound music to Mario s ears. You think
your legs can hold for the fucking of your life?
Don t hold back with me, Asa growled.
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Mario pulled out of Asa s ass and applied more soap to his cock, before slamming back
in. He rested one hand on Asa s hip and one on his shoulder to keep his lover from taking a
header into the tiled wall and began to move.
As he pounded the sweet ass wrapped around his cock, Mario tilted his head back, lost
in sensation. With every thrust he let out a grunt, filling the room with even more noise. This
is what he d missed. As much as he enjoyed making love to Asa, nothing replaced a good,
bone rattling fuck.
Dipping his head forward, Mario bent over and took a quick bite of Asa s shoulder
blade. Asa s cries of pleasure worked their way through Mario like a soothing balm. The hurt
and disappointment of minutes earlier disappeared as his lover came, shooting thick strands
of cum across the dark blue tiles.
Asa s legs started to shake, and Mario wrapped both arms around him to hold him
steady. Almost, he whispered.
With his lover in his arms, Mario buried himself balls deep and erupted. Love you, he
whispered in Asa s ear as he came.
* * * *
Wrapped in a thick terrycloth robe, Mario handed Asa a bowl of popcorn before
shucking his robe and snuggling under the heavy blanket.
How many times have you seen this movie? Asa asked, grabbing a handful of the
buttery popcorn.
Why? You have something against Yul Brynner?
Not really. I mean, I like The King and I as much as the next person, but Westworld?
Seriously?
Mario shrugged. It was one of my favourites as a kid.
Asa squirmed beside him. Did you get to see it at the theatre?
No. I didn t step foot into a movie theatre until I left home. But I remember a really
bad day at home. Mom was drunk, crying over one man or another. I had a small thirteen-
inch black and white television in my room. Anyway, this particular day, there was a Yul
Brynner marathon on TV. I blocked out the entire day with The King and I, Westworld, The
Ten Commandments and The Magnificent Seven. I guess he became my hero that day.
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Asa rested his head on Mario s shoulder. You use Yul to escape.
Mario had never really thought of it like that before. Yeah. Guess I do.
I talked to your mom earlier.
You did?
Asa nodded. I don t think she s going to stick with the treatment.
She didn t. I got a call while you were in the shower from Cathryn. That s what the
tantrum was about.
I m sorry.
Mario reached out and took the bowl of popcorn from Asa s lap. He set it on the coffee
table before pulling Asa into his arms. No. I m the one who should be sorry. I know how
hard you tried with her. I m beyond pissed at her for letting you down.
Maybe eventually, she ll be ready to try again?
Mario knew in his heart that would never happen. His mom would end up dying alone,
with a bottle in her hand. The big question was where. Although I feel like completely
cutting her out of my life, I don t know that I can. I mean, I don t care to ever see her again,
but I won t be able to live with myself if I know she s living on the streets somewhere.
I ve been thinking about the same thing, Asa admitted.
Yeah? And what did you come up with, because I don t know that I can deal with it
every month. It s not the money that s the problem, it s talking to her. I just don t think I can
do it anymore.
I completely agree. I d like to hire an accountant to deal with her living expenses. I
think a place to live and food to eat is all we should provide. If she wants her liquor, she ll
have to find another way.
How much will an accountant charge to do that? Mario wasn t exactly hurting for
money, but he sure didn t have a lot extra each month.
Asa sat up and stared Mario in the eyes. Do you really love me?
Mario let out an inward sigh. Were his lover s insecurities rearing their ugly heads
again? You know I do. I love you more than anything in this world, including myself.
Asa straddled Mario s lap. Do you love me enough to stay with me forever?
Mario ran his hands down Asa s nude body to land on his ass. He squeezed the twin
globes and rubbed his lips softly across Asa s. That s what I m counting on.
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Good. Then money isn t an issue between us anymore. I may always make more than
you do, but after today, I won t have more than you do. I want us to live together as true
partners.
I don t want your money, Asa.
I know. Which is why I trust you with it. We pool our resources and live our lives not
worrying about it. It s what would happen if we got married, so what s the difference?
The difference is most wealthy people have prenups signed before getting married.
And with anyone else, I probably would, too. But you re not anyone else. Asa kissed
him. You re the man who truly loves Ace, the basement dweller, and not Asa, the business
tycoon.
Hearing Asa refer to himself as a basement dweller still made Mario uncomfortable. He
knew his lover used the title to put himself down. Mario suspected years of being referred to
as a geek by his family was behind the low self-esteem. He knew the rift between Asa and his
family still bothered him.
You know you re going to have to deal with your family sooner or later.
Asa shrugged. I ve made financial provisions for them. It would be callous of me not
to. But like your relationship with your mom, sometimes it s better to not deal directly with
the people who have the ability to hurt you the most.
Mario nodded in agreement. You don t have to worry about me, babe. I d cut off my
arm before I ever intentionally hurt you.
Yep. Asa agreed, using one of Mario s favourite words. And that s what makes me
the richest man in the world.
About the Author
An avid reader for years, one day Carol Lynne decided to write her own brand of
erotic romance. Carol juggles between being a full-time mother and a full-time writer.
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