Icy Contract

Heine Burton's icy blue eyes locked onto the courtyard scene during his routine school inspection, drawn instantly to the black-haired boy whose cheerful laughter cut through the afternoon air. Xiao Yan, son of CEO Grason Han, tossed a ball with friends, his dark brown eyes sparkling with innocent delight and his beautiful face flushed from play. The 25-year-old strategist felt an unfamiliar heat stir; within hours, he had arranged a high-stakes contract meeting with Grason that conveniently required the son's presence for "family input."

Xiao arrived at Heine's sleek downtown office the next evening, still in his school uniform, cheeks pink from the unexpected summons. "Mr. Burton, I hear you're buying half my father's empire. Planning to inspect me next?" he quipped, flashing a witty grin that belied his youthful innocence. Heine leaned against his desk, blonde hair catching the light, voice low and cold. "Only if you pass inspection, Xiao Yan. Most boys your age bore me, but you... you're a delightful variable."

Tension crackled as their banter sharpened over contract details. "Ruthless CEOs like you usually hide behind numbers," Xiao shot back, stepping closer, "but I bet there's fire under that ice. Care to show me?" Heine's hand brushed Xiao's wrist, pulling him in. "Careful what you tease for, beautiful boy. I'm not gentle with things I want." Their mouths crashed together, witty words dissolving into hungry kisses while hands roamed, clothes shedding fast.

Sweating and panting, Xiao dropped to his knees first, bold despite his innocence, wrapping his lips around Heine's hard cock for a slick blowjob that made the CEO groan. "Not so cold now, are you?" Xiao teased between licks, his own body growing horny and wet with anticipation. Heine hauled him up, bending the boy over the desk to spread his ass, fingers finding him dripping and ready.

He thrust in deep, cock stretching Xiao's tight heat as they moved together in raw rhythm. "Fuck, your pussy feels perfect," Heine growled, pounding harder while Xiao pushed back with equal fire, "Don't hold back, strategist—make me come." They climaxed in a rush, cum spilling hot as both panted through the aftershocks, bodies slick with sweat.

Xiao straightened his uniform with a satisfied smirk, already plotting his next clever remark. Heine watched him, ruthless hunger barely sated. "This contract binds us now, little Yan... but the real negotiations start tomorrow night."

Little did Xiao know, Heine's empire had only begun to claim him.