Page 54 of Winter Ends
I flushed under the compliment. “I’m far from perfect.”
Daniel shrugged, tossing the shirt over his shoulder as he moved deeper into my apartment. He found the hallway and wandered back, opening doors. When he found the bedroom, he slid inside, stopping to stare at the king-sized bed in the middle of the room.
“You really need something so big?”
It was my turn to shrug. “Probably not, but I’m tall. And if there’s an off chance of a partner in my bed...” Which didn’t happen very often. When you had parents who had money, people tended to use you for that and not because they actually liked you.
“You like your space. Noted. Although, don’t count on me giving you very much space tonight.”
“You better fucking not.” My fingers hooked into the belt loops of his jeans, pulling him in close again. Our lips sealed together and our tongues battled for dominance.
The remainder of our clothes came off in a hurry after that, a pile of jeans, socks, and underwear left unattended in the middle of the floor. When I fell back onto the bed, I pulled Daniel down on top of me. The feel of his heated skin against mine was perfection.
It was like a stranger had taken over Daniel’s body. He’d been bold, but this was an entirely different side of him. Placing a hand on my chest, he commanded me and pressed me into the mattress while his lips blazed a fiery trail down my chest. He stopped at my nipples, laving his tongue across them in slow circles before continuing his trek south.
Bliss. Pure, unadulterated bliss. It was the only way to describe how I felt when he paused at my navel, dipping his tongueinside. It should have tickled, but instead, it sent bolts of lust straight to my balls. There was no rushing his exploration. This was all about him and what he wanted to do.
Warm fingers wrapped around the base of my shaft, and my hips punched off the bed. Fuck, that felt amazing. The way Daniel’s hands fit around me perfectly only solidified that he was meant just for me and no one else. His face hovered above my cock as he blew air against the wet tip. My eyes slammed closed as sensations coursed through my system.
“Fuck, Daniel. What are you doing? Are you going to tease me or do something about it?”
He laughed at my frustration. “Would you relax? I’m just trying to figure out how the hell this thing ever fit in my mouth.”
I propped myself on my elbows, staring down at him. Those wide brown eyes blinked up at me. His hair was already a mess, like I’d sifted my fingers through it a million times, even when I’d barely touched him. But that was one of the things I loved about him. He was so perfectly untidy. Just begging to be messed up further.
“You open your mouth, and you suck. It’s not like it’s the first time you’ve done this.” I was back to being an ass. I knew that. He was being vulnerable by telling me he wasn’t sure how to approach this, but if I didn’t make a big deal out of it, maybe he’d relax and just go with the flow. I didn’t need him to blow me. Most people couldn’t. It had been a miracle that I’d been able to fuck him with minimal discomfort. It was one of those things. Everyone talks about wanting someone with a big dick until they actually encountered one. Then they’re sort of terrified of it. The difference was that I knew how to use the damn thing and how to take care of my partners so that I didn’t hurt them.
The smile that spread across Daniel’s face told me he didn’t think less of me for my statement. He leaned in close, his tongue peeking out and running along the length of my shaft. Thepressure was gentle and made me hiss. It wasn’t nearly enough to satisfy, but I would be patient.
Damn.
I wanted to feel how good his mouth was around me again.
I didn’t have to wait long. Those pouty lips opened wide and wrapped around my tip. My eyes rolled back as he rolled his tongue through the pool of pre-cum that sat in the slit and focused his attention there. Oh shit, this guy hadn’t ever given head before? I found that hard to believe. My hips struggled not to thrust. The heat of Daniel’s mouth was inviting, tempting, and heavenly.
My fingers slipped into that deep brown hair as he sucked and swirled his tongue. It didn’t matter that I wasn’t that deep; I was the most sensitive around the head anyway, so it was as if he’d found my perfect pleasure point and went to town.
Daniel’s mouth slid lower, a strained gagging sound leaving his throat. I wanted to shove him off and make sure he was okay, but he pulled back and did it again. Then again. Oh, fuck. He loved it. Looking down, those wide doe eyes were watering, but looking right at me as he kept doing it over and over.
My toes curled into the sheets, my entire body pulling tight as my orgasm pooled in my groin. Did he want it? “Want to taste me, babe? Because if you don’t stop, I’m about to shoot my load down that pretty little throat of yours.”
He didn’t stop, doubling his efforts and wrapping his fist around my base. His gag was louder as he lowered his head even further down my length. Shit, he really didn’t need to do that, but if he wanted it that way, I wouldn’t stop him.
There was a sharp tingle that raced up my spine. I choked out, “Coming,” before unloading into the waiting mouth of Daniel fucking Morgan. Oh, fuck.
He swallowed eagerly, pulling off and wiping his mouth to remove the excessive drool. His lips were swollen and red. Whenhe spoke, it sounded like he’d rubbed his vocal cords with sandpaper... or maybe just my dick.
“Please tell me I didn’t suck at that?”
I grabbed his wrist, causing him to yelp. I pulled him in close and kissed him.
Chapter 35
Daniel
Shawn’s tongue swept into my mouth, seeking out any remnants of his release. Okay, maybe I wasn’t so terrible at the whole blowing someone thing. He didn’t seem to mind how I’d done it.
My jaw ached, and I didn’t care, so when he pulled back, I chased his lips, wanting to savor his kiss. How was I so hopelessly drugged and addicted to him?
