When he returned to the bedroom, it was to find Edward naked and standing in the middle of the room, his dick hard and standing out. Fuck, the guy was built with those wide shoulders and narrow hips.
Unbuttoning his shirt, Daniel stepped over to the wall, slipping off the garment as he moved. He placed both hands on the wall and looked over his shoulder at Edward.
Edward slowly stalked to him, leaning in to kiss his shoulder, then the back of his neck. Anticipation shot through Daniel’s gut as that big body pressed along his. “There are condoms and lube in my shaving kit. I meant to bring them out.”
“I’ve got some in mine, too. It’s closer. Stay here.”
“I’m not moving.”
Edward hurried to his suitcase and threw it onto the bed. He dug around and returned, ripping open the condom wrapper with his teeth. He never took his gaze from Daniel as he rolled the rubber down his cock. Still watching Daniel, he put lube on his fingers and walked in close. He slowly rubbed the lube around Daniel’s hole as he dropped kisses on his shoulders and came up to breathe into his ear. Fingers pressed up inside him, shoving the lube deep. Shivers ran down Daniel’s spine, his nipples hardened, and his dick tried to perk up despite having come so soon before. At this rate, it wouldn’t take long.
As Edward pushed inside him, it perked up even more. Damn, he loved that first slide of a dick into his ass. That bite of pain. That stretch. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, his hands curling on the wall. A large hand slid around his waist and anchored him close before both Edward’s hands held on to his hips and he pressed up deep inside Daniel.
“Fuuuuuuck,” Daniel moaned, drawing the word out on a long breath. He pushed his ass back, picking up Edward’s rhythm easily. Soon they were moving together, and it was like before—like they knew what each other’s next move was going to be. They flowed together so perfectly. Daniel tilted his head to the side and Edward’s mouth landed on his neck. He sucked the flesh, and more shivers racked down Daniel’s spine.
“I love the way your hips move when you’re being fucked,” Edward whispered into his ear. “So unbelievably sexy. And this ass.” He gripped one cheek.
Edward pounded into his body so hard, his chest hit the wall. The masculine grunt that followed made his stomach feel suddenly hollow as desire rushed through his system and hardened his dick. He reached down to grasp it, his breaths coming faster and faster. He stroked himself as Edward fucked him, the man’s breath hot on his neck and ear.
It was, without doubt, the hottest fuck of his life.
He thought about that crazy drive through the mountains, about the fact that they could have been killed. But they were alive—so alive! He spread his legs and Edward’s next thrust sent him up on his toes. And it hurt, but it still felt good because he loved it, loved that pinch of pain with his pleasure. God, the man behind him was so big and masculine. He’d driven that stupid road with a smooth skill that lit a fire under Daniel. And now, with his grunts and his strong, sure plunges into his body, Daniel felt thoroughly taken.
And he loved it.
Loved the sweat slicking their bodies and the pants in his ear. Loved the way Edward gave himself over to fucking so…thoroughly. Rough hands ran over his chest and stomach; then one wrapped around his dick, and the back of Daniel’s head hit Edward’s shoulder as he cried out.
“Yeah,” Edward breathed, biting down on his ear. “So. Fucking. Hot.” He turned Daniel’s head with his free hand and took his lips in a searing kiss. His movements sped up, his body pounding hard into Daniel.
His second orgasm of the night didn’t hit fast and hard like the first one. No, this one built and built until he felt like he might spontaneously combust if he didn’t come. When he finally did, he yelled and his forehead hit the wall as he shuddered and quaked and felt the orgasm in every part of his body.
Edward gave another loud grunt and went still. Daniel felt him pumping into the condom. He staggered back, pulling abruptly from Daniel’s ass.
“Sorry,” he breathed.
“It’s okay. My legs are wobbly, too.” He turned and lurched toward the bed and fell across it. The cool air of the room felt good on his sweaty skin. Edward got rid of the condom and crashed next to him, anchoring one arm around his waist and pulling him close.
Daniel was too tired to pull away, though that was his first instinct. He may have enjoyed sex with the man, but he didn’t trust him enough for an after-sex cuddle. But something kept him from moving right away. Edward felt good against him.