“Damn, you’re even more stunning than I imagined.” James held Daniel’s gaze.
“I am, huh?” Daniel retorted playfully. “You know, my own mind could conjure up plenty, and you leave most of what I came up with in the dust.” Daniel clutched him, holding tightly, moaning softly for a second before cutting himself off as James sucked a gentle line down his neck. Daniel held him tighter, his entire body shaking under him. “Don’t you dare stop. I don’t care if this house falls to pieces around us, just…don’t…stop.”
Not that he had any intention to. It was too late now, and James was too far gone. Every fiber in his being wanted Daniel, and he couldn’t pull away now if he wanted to. James tasted Daniel, his fingers exploring the most sensitive, private places, sending Daniel into quivering passion. James was well versed in the male body. He not only loved men, but he was one too, and he was determined to send Daniel into orbit. And James knew just how to do it.
He slid further down Daniel’s body, slipping his hands from under him. “James…” Daniel whispered as their gazes locked.
“I’m going to make you scream, and you know you can’t.” That was the delicious part of this. He kissed Daniel. “I’ll continue as long as you don’t make a sound.” This was really going to be fun. “Close your eyes for me.”
Daniel glared at him, but he did it anyway. James sat back, straddling Daniel’s legs. He wanted to take a second to feast his eyes on this gorgeous man. Where James was muscular, Daniel was lean and slender, sleek and stunning. His hair was the color of spun corn, his skin pale and perfect. James leaned forward, lightly sucking a pink, pert nipple, teasing the bud with his tongue before continuing down his belly. A slight saltiness tingled his taste buds, becoming more intense as he got closer to Daniel’s smooth bikini area. Damn, the perfectly shaved skin was erotic as hell, and he inhaled the sharp scent of arousal before sliding his lips over Daniel’s shaft, slowly taking in more and more of him.
The intense tang of desire burst into his mouth as James took Daniel deeper. Daniel wasn’t small, and James wondered at his ability to tuck himself. Not that that was the most important thought right at the moment. In fact, the notion lasted but a split second and was gone as James reveled in having Daniel and his pleasure all to himself. “Are you okay?” James asked once he slid his lips away.
Daniel nodded, making a soft whimper in his throat as he clenched the bedding. That was just what James had hoped for: near out-of-control desire. This was about pleasure and giving Daniel something he would remember forever. When this was over and they returned to Chicago, no matter what happened then, James was determined that when Daniel was old and sitting in the old drag queens’ home in a gilded and sequined rocking chair, he would look back at tonight as the greatest pleasure he had ever had.
James took Daniel once again, deep and hard, Daniel’s legs shaking. Feeling his excitement was almost more than James could take. Daniel throbbed between his lips, and James backed away, sensing that things were about to progress beyond his control, and he didn’t want this to be over.
“You’re incredible like this,” James whispered in Daniel’s ear.
Daniel sat up and grabbed him, pulling him down before rolling them on the bed. “So are you, and now it’s my turn.” He clicked his tongue. “You’re a mean, cruel man, and so help me I intend to make you pay for that.”
“Willingly,” James whispered with a smile. “As long as I’m with you, I’ll do just about anything to make you happy.” Daniel closed the distance between them, tugging at James’s lower lip, grinding their hips together in a slow, circular rhythm.
James noticed for the first time that the bed wasn’t creaking, even though Daniel was getting more and more energetic. “Daniel…”
“It’s your turn to stay silent.” He placed his finger over James’s lips.
“But the bed…”
Daniel chuckled and sucked on his ear before whispering. “WD-40. I love that stuff.” He shimmied his hips, and James groaned softly, a jolt of intense excitement running through him. “I also put something special in the nightstand.” He reached over, pulling out a line of condoms and some lube.
“Damn, I love that you think ahead.”
“You do, huh? Well, I have to ask, are you a pitcher or a catcher?”
James figured that Daniel thought he knew the answer and was just playing with him. “I’m a switch hitter. How about you, hot stuff?”