The Retired CEO's Guide To Being Spoiled-Chapter 83: Blatant Provocation

Ethan Caldwell’s kiss had originally been gentle and tender. As if deliberately, Julian Sterling seemed to delight in teasing him. He stuck out his tongue, wrapping it around the man’s tongue, gently provoking him. Two slippery tongues entwined with one another, while their lips ceased to stop rubbing together, giving rise to an indescribable tremor of emotion.

"Mmn..." Julian deliberately moaned out loud. He turned his head to the side, causing their two pairs of lips to separate abruptly, revealing a streak of moisture clinging to his cheek. Julian turned to look at Ethan Caldwell, his lips slightly parted as he gasped for breath, revealing the pink tip of his tongue inside.

The wave of passion that had been silent until now seemed to be surging upwards. Humanity’s primal desire was already an inherently fierce instinct capable of incinerating one’s reason. How much more so now, when alongside that simple rationality, there was also the added instigation of external circumstances.

Julian’s breathing gradually became hotter, growing rapid and chaotic. Falling once again into the pool of lust, Julian was much more clear-headed than the previous time. He was no longer in such a terrible state that he lost all reason and knew only to dive headfirst into sex. He raised his hand up, gently wiping away the streak of water on his cheek, while his eyes, rippling with affection, kept their gaze fixed on Ethan Caldwell. Then, Julian shifted his hand from his own cheek to the man’s lips, sliding lightly over the thin lip, then rubbing it once, after which he giggled.

It was a provocation to the point of being blatant.

His delicate face flushed red, his two cheeks glowing and dyed full of the colors of eroticism. It was clearly a clear and innocent gaze, yet every single movement exuded a charm full of carnal desire. His finger once again slid over the lips of Ethan Caldwell, then gently glided down to his chin, sliding lightly downwards to caress the Adam’s apple that was rolling up and down.

This was the second time Julian had naughtily played with this spot this evening.

Ethan Caldwell swallowed his saliva. His Adam’s apple rolled twice, sliding up and down against the tip of the boy’s finger. Julian used his finger to draw circles on his neck again, stimulating him to the point that his body went tense and rigid.

There were no excessive movements whatsoever, just a bit of simple caressing like that was enough to drive a person crazy. Ethan Caldwell could not help but wonder, who exactly was the person who had been drugged?

While Ethan Caldwell was still pondering, Julian’s naughty hand was already flying all over his body. His hand, carrying the heat of his body, slid over the man’s skin which still bore the traces of sex that had not yet faded away. Fair, white, slender fingers gently undid every single button on the shirt on his body, brushing over the layer of bare skin as if touching yet not touching. The buttons popped open completely, revealing a solid chest and clear abdominal muscles peeking out from behind the shirt flaps. Although this body did not look as massive as those gym-goers who often took photos to show off online, it made up for it by being balanced and easy on the eyes. Ethan Caldwell knew very well how to manage his physique; he did not just sit idly in a chair but paid great attention to physical activity.

Hmm, from exercising in the gym to even exercising in bed, he was good at both.

That was why his body had no excess fat; the muscles showed very clearly, containing the charm of a man in the prime of his life. A body like this, Julian liked very much. He approved.

And so, those naughty hands were happy again as if finding a favorite toy, touching here and feeling there, lighting fires all over Ethan Caldwell’s person. It seemed that just a pair of hands alone was not enough; Julian suddenly raised his body slightly and kissed his Adam’s apple.

Then a line slid down, taking advantage of the position to kiss the firm abdominal muscles, occasionally even sucking on them a few times, leaving behind ambiguous red streaks. The feeling was also quite fun; no wonder normally Ethan Caldwell liked to kiss his person like that.

But Julian had not stopped yet. His hand slid down to undo Ethan Caldwell’s pants, his lips and tongue following close behind. When his already swollen penis sprang out, Julian paused slightly for a moment. Suddenly, he stuck out his tongue and licked the glans once, then retracted his tongue, whining coquettishly to Ethan Caldwell: "It smells too strong."

It would be strange if it weren’t strong. They had just finished doing it earlier, after all, so how could it not be strong? Although he had cleaned up briefly, he did not have time to shower properly.

"It is all your flavor. Do you like it?"

Julian glanced at him once, pushed him away in a huff, and pouted: "I don’t like it."

Having said that, Julian lay back down on the bed, his attitude as if the man could do whatever he wanted. Seeing that, Ethan Caldwell burst out laughing, hugged him into his arms, kissed those pouting lips again, and said: "Why do you even detest yourself like that?"

Julian did not answer but used his feet to kick him, then said: "I feel uncomfortable."

Ethan Caldwell also realized that the temperature of his baby was gradually rising. He reached out his hand, pulled down the shirt on the boy’s body, revealing the fair white upper body.

The two small beans suddenly came into contact with the cold air; they trembled, only to be caught by Ethan Caldwell, who fondled and kneaded them in his hand. And so his nipples shyly hardened; Julian’s body was more sensitive than usual, and just a small movement like that made him unable to help moaning softly: "Mmn..."