Chapter 18
H E DIDN’T NEED to be told twice.
Brantley turned on his heel and was down the hall, past his office, and in his room before he thought too hard about what he was going to do. He stopped just inside the door, but he wasn’t alone long. Daniel was behind him, his hands on his hips urging him further inside.
“Do you have?—”
“Same place they always were,” he said, knowing exactly what Daniel had been about to ask.
“Condoms too?”
He looked over his shoulder and caught Daniel’s eyes. He knew Daniel was referring to the fact that he’d said he hadn’t brought anyone back there, and it was true. The condoms in his top bureau drawer were a new addition.
“I bought them the other day.”
Daniel raised his eyebrows, and a grin curled his lip. “And what day was that?”
Brantley lowered his gaze to Daniel’s lips and couldn’t stop himself from licking his own. “The morning you agreed to come and stay here.”
When a single finger traced a provocative line down his spine, a shiver followed, and so did Daniel’s voice.
“Go and get them.”
“You’ve become rather…”
“Yes?”
“Bossy.”
An arrogant light sparked the eyes on his, and Daniel looked down to the open zipper of his pants. His hard-on was no longer even slightly concealed. Then Daniel stepped around him and said, “I think you like it—a lot.”
He watched Daniel stroll over to the side of the bed, kick his shoes off, and then remove his socks.
He then dropped his open pants to the floor without a care in the world, and when he stood there in his half-buttoned shirt and tight white briefs, Brantley had trouble remembering what he was supposed to be doing.
It wasn’t until Daniel’s gaze lifted beyond his shoulder to the chest of drawers behind him that he was reminded.
Right. Condoms. Lube.
Shaking his head, he turned to get what they needed and told himself to get it together.
You were rolling around with the guy last night on your bedroom rug.
But he hadn’t had him inside, and with the way Daniel was watching his every move, Brantley had no doubt that that was exactly how this night was going to end—with that thick cock deep inside him.
And that had him faltering. He was so aroused by the thought that he was surprised he could still walk.
After he’d gotten what they needed, he slid the drawer shut and turned to find Daniel, naked from the top of his newly cut hair to his size-thirteen feet, standing directly behind him.
Brantley sucked back a breath when Daniel took the box and the bottle from his hands, tossed them over to the bed, and then put both hands on his hips.
“Time to lose the pants, don’t you think?” Daniel said with a wink.
Before Brantley had a chance to look at the glorious body in front of him, Daniel was helping him slide his pants and boxer briefs down to his ankles.
Once he was as naked as the man straightening opposite him, Daniel reached for the back of his neck and lowered his mouth, and any other thoughts he may have had flew out the damn window.
OH YEAH, brANTLEY kissed like no one else, was all Daniel could think as Brantley’s lips parted under his and he moved in close enough that their bodies were bumping and grazing.
He walked them backward to the bed, and Brantley came with him. When his calves hit the platform, he brushed his lips over Brantley’s and took the step up he needed before he turned them and they both tumbled down onto the mattress—Brantley landing exactly where Daniel wanted him: on his back.
He crawled up over him, and Brantley’s hands trailed down his sides to his ass.
Placing a hand on either side of his head, Daniel rolled his hips, massaging their erections against one another, and Brantley’s eyes fluttered shut.
He wasn’t going to have any of that, though.
He wanted this man’s attention. Wanted those beautiful eyes focused on him.
So he reached for one of Brantley’s hands.
Then the second. And then he pinned them down by his head to the mattress.
And yeah, that got Brantley’s attention real quick.
Brantley’s fiery gaze held his as his legs wrapped around his waist so he could arch up for more pressure, and Daniel gave it to him. Lowering his entire weight over the top of him, he ground his cock up and down Brantley’s in a way that had both of their breaths now coming rapidly.
Brantley was so perfect under him that Daniel was finding it difficult to do anything other than stare down at the man now chanting his name. But damn, he wanted to be inside him. He’d been waiting too long, and he wanted to feel Brantley’s body, hot and tight, around him.
He kissed those parted lips before he sat back and moved to his knees, and he grinned at the moan that left Brantley when he realized Daniel was releasing him.
He grabbed a condom from the box, rolled it on, and then reached for the bottle of lube.
And when he looked up and found Brantley watching him with a hand around his cock, Daniel made sure to pour a generous amount along the stiff length Brantley was feverishly stroking.
Tossing the bottle to the bed, he came back down over Brantley and almost lost it when he craned up off the pillow to take Daniel’s lips again in a blistering kiss. Seemed he was done waiting.
Daniel snaked a hand down between them, and without hesitation, Brantley spread his legs apart.
Daniel trailed his slippery fingers over his balls to the heated skin beneath and then slipped his fingers back to the tight hole between Brantley’s ass cheeks.
As he ran the pad of his finger over him, Brantley dropped his head back to the pillow and jacked his hips up in invitation.
Then Daniel eased his finger inside, letting it slide past the ring of muscle waiting for him.
The fierce eyes on his urged him on, so he continued to methodically work one, two, and then three fingers inside Brantley until he was panting and fucking them with everything he had.
“Oh God…Finn… Finn . I need…” He trailed off, but Brantley had one hand between them, tugging and pulling at his weeping dick as he continued working him over with his fingers.
“I know what you need. But I want you to tell me. I want to hear the first time it falls off your tongue.”
Brantley’s eyes had changed colors, darkened with the arousal and lust he was feeling. Now, they were dark green and full of passionate fury.
Daniel boldly held that stare, spread his fingers inside Brantley’s body, and demanded once more, “Tell me, Brantley.”
“You,” Brantley said. “I want to feel you inside me. Finally taking me. I need you…now.”
Daniel slid his fingers free and hiked Brantley’s legs up, catching them under his knees. He then pushed them toward his chest, and as the tip of his cock breached the hot, snug hole of Brantley’s body, Brantley added, “I’ve always needed you, Finn.”
And Daniel lost it.
brANTLEY HADN’T MEANT to say that, but before he’d known it, the words had fallen off his tongue and he wasn’t about to take them back.
However, as soon as Daniel’s eyes had blazed and he’d tunneled inside, Brantley was never more grateful for his runaway mouth.
Because being taken by Daniel for the first time was nothing short of life altering.
When Daniel bottomed out, he stilled where he was and stared down as if in awe, and Brantley couldn’t help but reach up and glide his hands over his face and into his hair.
His cock was pulsating, aching for release, and his body was throbbing around the deep, wide intrusion of Daniel, so much so that he wasn’t sure they’d ever feel apart from one another again.
But the hurried moment went from fiery lust to passionate wonderment, and as the emotions flooded to the surface, he saw the battle warring in Daniel’s eyes.
There was no way he was letting him go now, though. Daniel had wanted him under him—he’d demanded it. So Brantley was going to use everything in his power to keep him there, in that moment, with him.
He reached down and stroked his cock, and when Daniel’s eyes followed the move, his hips reacted in the most primal way. He started to thrust.
“Yes …fuck, ” Brantley said, the curse Daniel had wanted to hear ripping from his throat when he withdrew from his body and then surged forward again. “Ahh, Finn. Fuck . Do it again.”
And he did. Over and over, Daniel thrust in and out as Brantley looked up at the man he would love for the rest of his life.
As the enormity of that thought barreled into him, he clutched at Daniel’s arm and moaned. Then he pushed the thought aside as Daniel placed a hand by his head, and Brantley was free to wrap his leg around his waist and really start to writhe.
It felt so damn good that he couldn’t believe he’d waited this long to have Daniel inside him.
All fantasies he’d had of it paled in comparison.
But it wasn’t until Daniel brushed his hair from his forehead and pressed his lips there that Brantley’s climax hit him.
He gripped Daniel’s biceps and bowed up to take him as deep as he could get him, and the warmth of his own orgasm flooded over him as he came all over his stomach.
“Oh God, Brantley. You feel… God ,” Daniel whispered into Brantley’s hair as he continued moving inside him.
Then he raised his head and pulled out, and Brantley widened his legs.
Daniel sat back on his knees, rolled the condom free, and feverishly worked his cock.
The sight was glorious, and so was the man.
The muscles in Daniel’s arms were bulging. His hips were pumping, and when he rose up on his knees and aimed his erection toward his, Brantley wanted nothing more than to watch, and feel , him come all over him.
“Finn. You’re so beautiful. How’d I ever get through seven years without you?”