Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : D. J. Manly
Word Count :53750
Publication Date :2010-08-12
Series : #
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- Product Code: 978-1-55487-139-1
He'd sold his soul on the night of his senior prom, and Ace had come to collect it.
On the night of his high school prom, Ryder made a hasty promise, a promise he barely remembered until a beautiful and mysterious stranger comes to collect on it. Ace Belmont collects debts. He’d been enslaved to the task since he’d lost his soul years before. He is hoping each collection he makes is the last so that he can finally end it and atone for his sins. When Ryder sees Ace, all he knows is he wants to run his hands all over this masculine vision of beauty in front of his eyes. What he doesn’t know is he’s about to have the sex of his life with someone who looks like an angel but who might well be the devil himself. What starts out as a night rich with tantalizing anticipation will sweep Ryder away to sexual heights he’s never known, but will wake him up to a horrible reality…a reality which torments him with sexual obsession and forces him to fight for his own soul…a reality which will take him closer to evil than most mortals will ever come. Payment is due… and the price will be far higher than either of them could ever imagine.
Note to Readers: This book was previously published with another publisher.
Ryder felt Ace’s fingers began to pluck at the buttons on his shirt. This was madness. His shirt fell open, Ace’s lips brushed roughly against the skin of his throat. Cool fingertips played across his stomach, and flirted with the snap at his waistband. A tongue lapped across his left nipple, instantly stiffening it as the snap was popped open. Ryder licked his lips. Ace laughed softly, slowly tugging on his zipper. A thumb traced his shaft. Ryder stifled a groan. Ace’s tongue lapped at his right nipple, nibbling at it a second before deserting it. Fingers reached inside the waistband of his underwear and circled the base of his erection. Ryder sucked in some breath as he felt Ace’s mouth brush against his cheek, close to his lips, but not quite making contact. He felt his cock being squeezed gently between his fingers, then a hard cock pressed against his hip, making the message quite clear. “I’m going to fuck you,” Ace said whispered in his ear, gently tasting his earlobe. “I’m going to fuck you in ways you haven’t ever dared dream of, Ryder.” The pressure around his cock increased, while Ace’s fingers plucked at his nipple, and twisted.
The pleasure shot through his body and reverberated to the head of his cock. His eyes opened when he felt Ace move away.
Ace smiled seductively at him. “Take them off,” he said. “Take them off, and walk into the bedroom.” He titled his head toward the hallway.
Ryder kept his eyes on Ace. “And you? When will you…”
“All in good time,” he swept his gaze over him. “Go ahead. I want to watch.”
A goose fleshy feeling flushed over him, a kind of quivering which illuminated deep in his gut and made every hair on his body stand on edge. He was excited, more sexually stimulated than he’d ever felt before and that excitation was increasing every second as he stripped off his shirt and pulled his jeans down over his hips. His cock stood straight out. There was no use in trying to deny it. It was there for Ace to see, and he was looking. “Very nice,” he commented. “I plan to make good use of it tonight…all night.”
Ryder got caught in his glance. He couldn’t look away from those dark eyes which seemed to be filled with fire at the moment. The pants and underwear were around his ankles. He kicked off his shoes and stepped away from the pool of clothes, pausing only to pull off his socks as he did.
“First door on your right,” Ace told him, not moving from where he stood a few feet away.
Ryder held out his hand. “Come with me,” he invited. “I don’t want to go alone.”
“You won’t be alone for long,” he shook his head. “Trust me.”
Ryder walked silently down the hallway. He glanced back at Ace once before he entered the bedroom. There was nothing in there except for a huge, king sized bed with a red velvet cover. The room was bathed in a soft blue light.
“Lay down,” Ace’s voice told him.
He turned around, but he was still alone. He frowned. That was quite a trick he thought as he crawled onto the bed. “You’re a magician,” he said aloud.
“Of sorts. Turn over on your back and raise your hands over your head.”
He turned over, very conscious of the fact that he was naked and hard. He raised his hands tentatively. “Where are you?” he asked hesitantly.
“Right here,” Ace said, suddenly appearing at the door. He walked in and undid the buttons on his shirt. “Spread your legs,” he instructed.
Ryder laughed a little. “Why am I holding my hands…” Suddenly two metal cuffs encircled his wrist. “Holy, what…” He struggled a little. “Where did these come from?” He narrowed his eyes, looking at Ace.
Ace threw his shirt aside. “Don’t concern yourself with that, Ryder. Just feel what your body is feeling. Let it take you where you want to go. Look at your cock. See how hard it is. I’m going to make it harder, then I’ll make it explode.”
Ryder’s chest heaved. Droplets of sweat broke out at his temples. Ace began to undo the zipper on his black leather pants. As he did, his long black hair fell forward over his face. Everything about this man oozed sex. He took his pants off, stood there naked, muscled, virile, the hottest damn man he’d ever seen…all hard and bronzed.