He pushed the shirt off Daniel’s shoulders and ran his hands down his chest, stopping to tweak his nipples, then touched the faint lines of his abdomen. “I really like your body,” he murmured, bringing his mouth to Daniel’s ear to whisper. “I couldn’t stop looking at it today. Can’t believe I get to touch it now.”
“Please,” Daniel whispered as he pushed up Edward’s shirt and tugged it over his head. Hands touched his shoulders and stroked down his pecs.
He returned to Daniel’s mouth, unable to stop kissing the man. His hands also couldn’t stop from going back to that perfect bubble butt. God, he hoped the man liked to bottom, because he wanted in that ass more than he wanted to take his next breath. He’d hoped that was what the trip to the bathroom had meant.
“I’ve got condoms and lube,” Daniel whispered. “You want to do that?”
“Oh, hell yeah,” he muttered, kissing down Daniel’s neck. He sucked on the warm, smooth flesh, inhaling his clean scent.
Daniel’s hands went to Edward’s fly, and he had his pants undone fast before he slid his fingers down inside his boxers. He wrapped his fist around Edward’s dick, and Edward groaned against his throat. His hands were busy undoing Daniel’s slacks, and he pushed them and his underwear down. Daniel kicked them off, then stepped back, turned, and walked into the bathroom.
And yes, that ass was fucking perfect.
He returned with the lube and condoms. The faint flush on his cheeks enchanted Edward. He was so forward yet so shy at the same time, a delightful mix that had Edward forgetting he was supposed to be a job. One he couldn’t afford to get attached to.
He glanced at his dick, which was fully into the picture and didn’t give a shit whether this was a job or real life. But he had to keep his mind sharp and not let down his guard. As he took Daniel down on the bed, his traitorous brain chose that moment to remind him of the lack of a weapon in the room.
What kind of dirty agent wasn’t armed?
And where did he keep the information he was out there trying to sell?
But his thoughts evaporated as Daniel rolled onto his stomach and presented that fine ass to him. Edward ran his hands down Daniel’s back, then grasped his cheeks and squeezed. The globes fit his palms perfectly.
Hell, he couldn’t have made to order a more perfect body for him. He loved everything about Daniel’s long, lean form. He ran his hands up the insides of Daniel’s thighs, enjoying the crinkly light-brown hair, smiling when the man moaned and spread his legs. He hadn’t even touched Daniel’s cock yet, so he rolled him over and stroked Daniel’s chest and abs. “You have a great body,” he said, his voice a rumbly, excited thing.
“So do you.” Daniel’s hands came up to Edward’s chest. He touched his nipples and Edward shut his eyes as delicious sparks ran through his body. He’d always been sensitive there. It was like his nipples were hardwired to his dick, and it jumped at the contact.
Edward eyed Daniel’s cock, appreciating the nice width and length as it lay against his stomach. He wrapped his fingers around it and caressed. Daniel’s hips came up off the bed as he gasped. Edward rubbed his thumb over the wet tip, spreading pre-ejaculate around and making it nice and shiny. He couldn’t resist bringing his thumb to his mouth, his gaze locked with Daniel’s. There was a strange connection there for a hookup and it left him feeling off-kilter, but his desire for the man was fast beating out all other thoughts.
“Want you,” Daniel whispered, his green eyes bigger without his glasses, his dark-blond hair mussed. He rolled back over and presented his ass again.
Edward grabbed a condom and opened it with his teeth. He rolled it down his length and once again couldn’t stop his hands from palming Daniel’s ass. He grabbed the lube and rubbed slick fingers over Daniel’s hole—surprised he wanted full-on penetrative sex so early in the game. But some men loved being filled, and he happened to be a man who loved doing the filling. An excited bottom was always a treat to find.
Once he got the man prepped, he pushed inside and groaned. An answering throaty moan came from Daniel. Smooth, silky walls clasped around him and he gritted his teeth. The round globes of Daniel’s ass cushioned him and he pulled out, then pressed in deep again. He was rewarded by a moan as Daniel flexed, then rolled his hips. Holy shit, that was nice. He slid in deep again and got the same response. Gritting his teeth, he set up a rhythm that had his eyes nearly pitching back into his head. Daniel was so fucking responsive, and he moved with a sinuous grace that had Edward unable to pull his gaze away. Lean muscles in his back rippled as he kept that slow hip roll. The muscles in his arms flexed as he gathered handfuls of the sheets in his fists.