Page 17 of Ice Palace Prince
Chapter 7 - Sean
Iwas about to go on a date with Lowell, and the only reason I could say that with any confidence was that I’d pinched myself so many times that I’d bruise if I checked any more. This was somehow real life; both the date, and the toe-curling orgasm he’d sucked out of me the night before.
If that was what he could do with his mouth, I was damn near sure that his cock would destroy me in the best way possible.
Part of me still couldn’t believe that I’d been the one to ask him out. I was never that bold, and could only figure that he’d sucked my inhibitions out while my cock was down his throat.
I looked between the sweaters I’d laid out on my bed, and eventually decided on the burgundy one. It was festive, looked good, and, more importantly, easy to take off.
I really wanted Lowell to take it off, right before pushing me into his bed and knotting me until dawn.
I checked my appearance in the mirror and smiled. The look was good, and I hoped it got the job done.
My phone chimed and I grabbed it off the dresser. I grinned when I saw that it was a message from Lowell, informing me that he was in the parking lot.
I grabbed a jacket, shoved my phone and wallet into my pocket, and almost jogged out to his car.
I’d dreamt of him all night; of how he’d so readily sucked me off in my office, of a future together. I’d had visions of looking down at my own rounded stomach, our baby safely inside.
It was like the floodgates had opened as soon as our lips touched. I wanted everything with him, and I wanted it now. We’d spent too long apart, and we needed to make up for lost time.
I just had to hope that he felt the same. The look in his eyes had suggested that he held strong feelings for me, but maybe I’d been projecting.
That fear disappeared as soon as I saw him, and the way he smiled as soon as he spotted me.
A grin stretched across Lowell’s face, and his entire face lit up with joy.
I gave up on any attempt to be low-key, and rushed to him. He caught me around my middle and kissed me deeply as soon as I was near.
I moaned into the kiss, and was about to ask him to skip dinner before remembering his words from the night before.
We parted, and he rested his forehead against mine. “I was scared that I’d been dreaming,” he murmured. “That I’d arrive and you’d have no idea what was going on.”
“No way,” I replied. “I want this far too much.”
He smiled. “Me too.”
We kissed again, gently exploring each other’s mouths until we were breathless.
“We should get going,” he said as we parted again. “I made reservations at Francisco’s.”
“Ok.”
I really did feel like a prince as Lowell opened the passenger door for me and made sure that I was comfortable before rounding the car to the driver’s side.
We hadn’t even left the parking lot, and it was already the best date I’d ever had. Every other alpha had acted like they were being watched and had to show off that they were with me, as if I was a prize to be won, while Lowell was focused on me and me only.
We were silent in the car, and for a moment I worried. Then he reached over and took my hand.
Somehow I understood. He still couldn’t believe this was real. If I was honest, neither could I.
The silence was nice in its own way. As if seemingly parading me around wasn’t enough for other alphas, they wanted to do nothing but brag once we were alone.
Lowell wasn’t trying to sell himself, and it was a refreshing change of pace.
I tangled our fingers together and noticed a soft smile in response.
He only took his hand back when it was time to park, and I immediately missed the touch.
