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Colin moved his fingers slightly, drawing Daniel’s focus to where they were resting on his chest. “Your heart’s going a million miles an hour.”

  So it was. “Busted, I guess.”

  “Relax.” Colin cupped his face and kissed him softly. “We can stop anytime.”

  “I definitely don’t want to stop. I’m just scared shitless about doing it wrong.”

  Colin pulled him closer. “Then let me be the first to tell you there aren’t a lot of wrong ways to do it.”

  “I’m pretty sure I could find them.”

  “Everyone does. Trust me—everyone fucks up in the bedroom sometimes. It’s totally okay.”

  Daniel eyed him skeptically.

  “Okay, listen.” Colin rested his forearms on Daniel’s shoulders. “I’ve been screwing around with guys since I was fifteen. I’ve been with . . .” He paused, his expression faltering for a second before he cleared his throat. “I’ve been around. Fast-forward to last summer. I was thirty and this was not my first rodeo. He zigged, I zagged, and he spent the rest of the evening nursing a bloody nose.”

  Daniel’s jaw fell open. “Seriously?”

  “Mmhmm. So, if we can both avoid getting clocked in the nose with an elbow, we’ll be fine.”

  “I’ll, uh, sure try.”

  “So will I. And any little clumsy mistakes you might make aren’t going to be nearly as horrible or painful as that.” He shrugged. “If I don’t like something, I’ll tell you. If you don’t like something, tell me. If it gets awkward, we’ll laugh it off and move on. It’s that easy. I promise.”

  “I’ll take your word for it.”

  Colin grinned, then leaned in for another kiss. He pressed his own erection against Daniel’s as he slid his hands into Daniel’s back pockets, which was . . . God, that was sexy. Why was it so sexy? Oh fuck, who cared? Daniel did the same, sliding his hands over Colin’s ass and into the pockets of his snug jeans, and Colin growled softly against his lips.

  Some of Daniel’s nerves subsided, but his excitement certainly didn’t. He could get this kind of response just by putting his hands in Colin’s pockets? Maybe turning someone on wasn’t as complicated as he’d imagined.

  Colin met his gaze, and the gleam in his eyes almost melted Daniel’s legs out from under him. “Still doing all right?”

  “Oh yeah. I’m good.”

  Colin kissed him softly. “Maybe we should go in the bedroom before we wind up doing this on my living room floor.”

  Daniel laughed, which got some air moving. He followed Colin down the short hallway and into the bedroom at the end.

  The sight of Colin’s bed made Daniel’s heart skip. This was real, wasn’t it?

  Behind him, Colin nudged the door shut with a quiet click, but Daniel jumped like a gun had gone off.

  “Hey.” Colin touched his shoulder and gently turned him around. “Relax.”

  “I’m . . .” Daniel wiped a hand over his face. “I’m sorry. I’m still just really, really—”

  “I know. And nothing I can say is going to change that. But if it helps—you haven’t disappointed at all.”

  “Well, not yet.”

  Colin grinned. “You’re an amazing kisser. Anything after that is just a bonus.”

  “Really?”

  “Mmhmm.” Colin hooked his fingers in Daniel’s belt loops and drew him closer. “If you hadn’t noticed, I really like kissing.” And as if to prove the point, he kissed him again.

  Daniel still wasn’t sure he believed that his lack of skill wouldn’t be a big deal, but . . . Colin . . . kissing . . . tongue . . .

  Please don’t change your mind, Colin. Please don’t change your mind.

  Colin tugged Daniel’s shirt free from his waistband. “Let’s get this out of the way. Especially so I can see your tattoo and not irritate it.”

  “Oh yeah. Good point.” Daniel pulled the shirt up and off. The room’s cool air met his skin, and he was suddenly very, very aware of how much more exposed he was than Colin. Not that he’d never been shirtless around men. Hello, communal showers in boot camp. But this was different. He was visibly hard, and with a man who was giving him a slow, appreciative down-up look.

  He gulped. “You know, this is the second time you’ve seen me without mine. When do I get to see you?”

  Colin flashed a devilish grin, and in a quick, smooth motion, his shirt was off, too.

  And Daniel’s mouth went dry. The tattoos on Colin’s arms were only the beginning. The ones on his throat continued down to his chest and onto one shoulder, and he even had an intricately detailed dragon alongside his ab muscles. Curving lines hinted at another tattoo on his hip and more ink on his back.

  His abs were subtly but noticeably defined, not carved out of rock like someone on the cover of a men’s fitness magazine. He had one of those six-packs that was only really distinct if he tightened the muscles, which he did when Daniel trailed his fingers over them. Jesus. Daniel had seen guys with six-packs before, but he’d never been able to touch. This time, dear God, he could touch this gorgeous man and his tattooed skin and his smooth, flawless abs.

  It didn’t stop with his exposed skin, either. His low-slung jeans sat just right to emphasize his narrow hips, and the bulge beneath the belt left little to the imagination.

  “Like what you see?” The shyness in Colin’s voice was out of character, but echoed in his eyes and his creased forehead. It occurred to Daniel that maybe he wasn’t the only one with questionable confidence, though he couldn’t imagine what this guy had to be shy about.

  He grinned, pulling Colin closer. “I definitely like what I see.” He pressed his lips to Colin’s, and whoa, being shirtless took kissing to a whole new level. Suddenly there was hot skin pressed against hot skin, and when Daniel wrapped his arms around him, more hot skin. He’d never thought about how a man would actually feel against him. Soft skin. Muscles moving. The brush of breath, lips, stubble, and fingers. He’d always been so caught up in whether he could handle taking or sucking a cock, none of this had ever crossed his mind. And how much hotter would it be when there was no clothing left at all?

  He slid a hand down Colin’s midsection, and when the muscles contracted beneath his fingers, goose bumps sprang up along his forearm. Porn definitely didn’t cover this stuff. It was all about dicks in holes—nothing had ever so much as hinted to him that just touching a man and feeling or seeing his response would be this erotic. Or that he’d be this dizzy and hard and nervous and excited all at the same time.

  “We should get the rest of these clothes out of the way,” Colin panted between kisses. “I really want to see everything you’re hiding under there.” As if for emphasis, he cupped Daniel’s groin, and Daniel’s head spun even faster. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Daniel was still nervous about being naked with another man and screwing something up, but he was mostly preoccupied with wanting Colin’s hand on his dick without all these barriers in between.

  They separated to strip off the rest of their clothes. As Daniel dropped his jeans and underwear on top of his long-forgotten shirt, he drank in the sight of Colin’s amazing body. His legs and ass were as sculpted as his torso, and the bulge in his jeans hadn’t lied—Colin was definitely blessed. And definitely bigger than Daniel. Daniel had always wondered how he’d feel being naked with a man who had a bigger dick, and now he knew—turned on as hell by the idea of that man fucking him with that dick. Even if he was still nervous about the idea of anal sex and whether it would hurt, there had to be something to it because of all the guys who seemed to rave online about how good it felt to be fucked with a huge cock.

  Colin stretched out on the bed, elbow pressed onto a pillow, and patted the mattress. “Come here.”

  Heart thumping and body buzzing with excitement, Daniel joined him, and he didn’t have any time to wonder if this was something to be nervous about before they picked up right where they’d left off—tangled up together and making out like they’d been doing all night. Only now there we
re no thick layers of denim keeping them apart. Anyplace Daniel put his hand on Colin’s body, he found hot skin. Smooth muscles. Soft hair. And even better—Colin responded to every touch. Sometimes he’d press against him. Sometimes he’d shiver or squirm as if he were ticklish. Once in a while, he’d release a throaty growl that almost sounded like he was purring.

  And he wasn’t lying when he said he loved kissing. Not just on the mouth, either. He spent ages exploring every inch of Daniel’s throat, from his jaw to his collarbone and back up. If that was as far as things went tonight, Daniel wouldn’t have complained. He could’ve spent hours like this, just letting Colin’s lips light up every erogenous zone on his neck.

  After a while, Colin nudged him onto his back. He lifted himself up onto his arms and grinned down at him. “By the way, there’s only one reason I wish you’d told me before that you’re a virgin.”

  Daniel’s stomach fluttered. “Yeah? Why’s that?”

  The grin that spread across Colin’s lips sent a toe-curling shiver right through him. “Because if I’d known, I’d have taken my time.”

  “Oh Jesus . . .”

  “Which is exactly what I’m going to do right now.” Colin’s hand drifted over Daniel’s hip. “Unless you’re in any hurry to—”

  “N-no.” Daniel licked his lips. “No hurry. None.”

  Colin grinned. “Good. And for the record, you don’t have to reciprocate anything. I like sucking dick, and I like getting you off.” He brushed a kiss across Daniel’s lips. “You don’t have to do anything except lie back and enjoy it.”

  “Really?”

  “Mmhmm.” Colin kissed him again. “If you don’t like something, say so.” He pressed his lips to the edge of Daniel’s jaw. “And if you do, say so.” He kissed under Daniel’s jaw again, then continued downward. “I want you coming apart at the seams.”

  Daniel closed his eyes, shivering under him. “You’re about halfway there already.”

  A warm breath of laughter rushed across the side of his neck, and a second later, Colin kissed that same spot. He worked his way down toward Daniel’s collarbone, letting each soft, warm kiss linger for a couple of seconds before moving on.

  But this time, he didn’t stop at the collarbone. Kiss by kiss, he worked his way onto Daniel’s chest. Slowly, he dragged the tip of his tongue around Daniel’s nipple before he gently took the nipple between his teeth and pressed in just enough for a slight sting as he flicked his tongue back and forth.

  “Holy shit.” Daniel breathed. He combed his fingers through Colin’s hair. “Holy . . .”

  Colin gave another soft laugh, and the combined rush of his breath and the thrum of his voice on such sensitive skin nearly turned Daniel inside out.

  The skin around his tattoo seemed even more sensitive than normal, too. Or maybe that was because he’d never felt lips against that skin. He had no baseline. He had nothing except the intense, full body bliss that apparently came from being under Colin.

  One kiss at a time, Colin kept moving downward. Memories of that night in the parking lot flashed through Daniel’s mind. Dear Lord, how would a blowjob feel when it was this unhurried?

  He squirmed, trying not to come just from the anticipation.

  Colin made a slow circle with his tongue around Daniel’s navel. That shouldn’t have been so hot. No way in hell. None of Daniel’s fantasies had ever involved nipples or belly buttons, but goddamn, they would from now on. He was so turned on, so aroused and fascinated and overwhelmed by Colin’s kisses and touches, he damn near forgot this was leading up to a blowjob. And he almost didn’t care, except he really, really, really wanted to know how it would feel for Colin to suck his dick now that he wasn’t in a hurry.

  Colin pressed his teeth into Daniel’s hipbone, sending electricity up his spine and down to his toes. He was so close to Daniel’s cock now, his body heat radiated onto that sensitive skin. So amazing. And weird. He’d never felt someone’s hot proximity to his naked, erect dick before, and it was . . . unreal.

  And then . . . whoa. Whoa. Colin took Daniel’s cock into his mouth, teasing with his tongue and squeezing with his lips as he took him impossibly deep. Daniel pushed himself up on his elbow and stared down at him, watching slack-jawed as Colin deep-throated him.

  The other night had happened so fast, but this time, it was almost painfully slow. He liked the soft warmth of Colin’s tongue tracing the length of his cock, swirling around the head, going back down and fluttering against his balls. The sensations were unbelievable, and the view was insane, and Daniel was pretty sure he’d never be able to jack off again because it wouldn’t come close to this. Whoa. Fucking whoa.

  Colin wasn’t working quickly, but the same couldn’t be said for Daniel’s orgasm. He was too excited, and this was all too new, and Colin’s mouth made him feel way too good to hold back.

  To hell with it.

  “Gonna come,” he ground out. “Fuck . . .”

  Like he had the other night, Colin doubled down. He gripped tighter, stroked faster, did things with his tongue that must’ve been some kind of sorcery, and Daniel lost his mind. He squeezed his eyes shut and cried out something even he didn’t understand, and Colin kept going, and going, and going, and going until it was too much, way too much, and just when Daniel couldn’t take anymore, Colin backed off.

  Daniel exhaled, letting the aftershocks course through him. Colin came back up to him, and Daniel immediately pulled him down into his arms. He’d worried more than once about if it would be gross to kiss a guy right after he’d come in his mouth, but that went right out the window when the options were suddenly kiss him or don’t kiss him, and he couldn’t justify why he wasn’t kissing him right then, so he pulled Colin down and took care of that problem. The faint saltiness in his mouth registered, but it didn’t bother him. Not as much as it would’ve bothered him to not be kissing Colin and running his fingers through his hair and riding out those last few aftershocks without this gorgeous, hot man on top of him.

  Colin broke the kiss, panting as he touched his forehead to Daniel’s. “Enjoying yourself?”

  “So much.”

  “Glad to hear it.”

  Renewed nerves twisted in the pit of his stomach. “My turn, isn’t it?”

  Colin smiled. “Only if you want to.”

  “I do. Just can’t promise I’ll be good at it.”

  The smile turned into a playful grin. “Well, if you’re worried about your lack of skill, you’re more than welcome to practice on me.” He sighed melodramatically. “If that’s the sacrifice I have to make for the good of gay mankind, then . . . then”—he took a deep breath—“I’m ready.”

  Daniel burst out laughing. “You’re an idiot.”

  “Maybe.” Colin winked. “But I’ll bet you’re not as nervous now.”

  “Okay, that’s fair.”

  “Good.” Colin grabbed him and rolled onto his back, and suddenly Daniel was on top. “And seriously—especially if the way you kiss is any indication? You are more than welcome to use me for practice.”

  “Hmm.” Daniel leaned down and let his lips graze the side of Colin’s neck. “Might have to take you up on that.” He dropped another kiss, lingering there for a couple of seconds. “I mean, I’m already here.” Another. “You’re already naked.” Another. “You’re—”

  “Already fucking hard and going crazy,” Colin moaned.

  Daniel shivered. “So I could also just tease you until—”

  The soft whimper made his whole body tremble.

  “Don’t you dare,” Colin pleaded. “I am so turned on right now, I can’t even tell you.”

  “Well, in that case . . .” Daniel kissed Colin’s neck. Again, lower this time.

  Colin tilted his head, baring more skin. “You’re off to a good start, by the way.” His approval sent shivers down Daniel’s spine, and renewed his confidence. He kept going, working his way down, and with the roles reversed, he was grateful for Colin’s unhurried approach fr
om earlier. He mimicked it now, planting soft, lingering kisses along Colin’s throat and onto his chest, and there was no pressure. No rush.

  He’d never thought about teasing a man’s nipples, but since Colin had done it to him, Daniel gave it a try. A slow circle. A gentle grip with his teeth. Fluttering his tongue. Colin fidgeted and gasped, running unsteady fingers through Daniel’s hair.

  Nerves weren’t such an issue now. This kind of thing—having this effect on someone else, turning him on and making him squirm—was exhilarating. A flick of his tongue made Colin curse under his breath. A soft kiss here made him squirm. Another one there made him shiver. All his adult life, Daniel had convinced himself that sex was a high-pressure mission to get the other person off. It had never occurred to him that there was pleasure to be found in the foreplay, too. That it wasn’t just for getting the other person hard. And who the hell had forgotten to pass him the memo about how hot it was just to explore someone’s body?

  The grooves of Colin’s six-pack abs intrigued him. What luck—his first time in bed with a man, and he’d scored someone with the body of Adonis. And while he’d ogled men like this from a distance, he’d never been up close and personal. He’d never imagined what it would actually be like to touch or taste any part of a man’s anatomy besides the obvious, and suddenly it was all interesting. It was all places where nerves might be waiting to be teased so Colin would moan or gasp.

  “For the record,” Colin murmured, “you’ve got nothing to worry about. You can do this all night if you want.”

  Daniel grinned against Colin’s skin. Then he inched downward to another interesting groove—the one along Colin’s groin. He traced it with the tip of his tongue, and was rewarded with a throaty curse and a shiver.

  Excited now, he wanted to see just how much he could turn Colin on. Though he was still nervous and had no idea what he was doing, he wasn’t waiting another moment to give his first blowjob.

  Up close and personal, there was zero doubt—Colin’s cock was definitely bigger than his own. Thicker and longer. He didn’t feel inadequate, though. If anything, he was just impressed.