Daniel moaned. He leaned in toward Heath’s cock, nuzzling its solid length through the leather. Heath let him. Then he stepped back, and Daniel whined. “Please—”
Heath smiled. He opened his pants, the pop of every button loud in the silent night. Then he slipped his cock out, and it pointed up at Daniel, big and demanding, promising to stretch Daniel’s hole open.
Daniel couldn’t help himself. He rubbed his cheek against Heath, kissing up his silky cock, licking it. Heath smelled like yew and sweat, like musk and sex, and Daniel’s entire body sang.
“Want a taste?” Heath murmured.
Daniel nodded, opening his mouth. Gods, I’m desperate. Heath gripped the base of his cock, dragging its damp, blunt tip against Daniel’s lips, like it was giving him a kiss.
Then he pushed it into Daniel’s mouth, parting his lips with that heavy length. Daniel moaned, taking its weight, sucking on it, his own cock so full he couldn’t think.
“You’re beautiful,” Heath rasped.
He cradled Daniel’s head with gentle fingers, rocking his hips, his cock slipping in and out of Daniel’s mouth, never once choking him.
It spoke of control, and care. Daniel’s heart fluttered.
Heath lifted his foot, rubbing it against the underside of Daniel’s sensitive balls. Daniel whimpered. Then Heath pressed the sole of his shoe against Daniel’s cock, its rubber ridges harsh through the thin fabric of Daniel’s boxers.
And yet, it sent pleasure up Daniel’s spine. Daniel gasped, rutting against his shoe. I’m humping Heath’s fucking shoe.
“You like that,” Heath rumbled, pressing harder on Daniel’s cock, giving him the pressure he craved.
Pleasure hissed through his body; Daniel gasped around Heath’s cock, his hips bucking forward.
Heath dragged his shoe down Daniel’s cock, its ridges pulling Daniel’s boxers down, every point of contact sending a shiver through Daniel’s insides.
Daniel’s waistband hitched at his tip, then finally pulled free, and Heath’s sole dragged against Daniel’s vulnerable balls. Daniel shuddered, rutting helplessly. His cock was flushed, desperate, and yet Heath continued to neglect it.
“Do you plan on tormenting me?” he panted around Heath’s cock, the words coming out muffled.
Heath pulled out with a soft pop. “Say that again.”
Daniel did.
Heath smiled, slow and hungry. “Maybe.” But he turned away. “Follow me.”
Inside the mansion, chandeliers glittered. A couple of paper folders were strewn across a side table, a familiar red circular logo on them—Alpha Foods.
Daniel didn’t focus on it. He didn’t want to think about going back to work.
Heath led him through the foyer to the living room—plush carpets and two leather couches, with a flagstone fireplace.
“Bend over.” Heath nodded at the backrest of a couch.
Daniel’s hole squeezed. Heath would finally fuck him.
And then he glimpsed Heath’s young face again, and his neck burned. There were almost twenty years between them.
Daniel folded himself over the back of the couch, squirming to make sure his hips were right at the top of the backrest, his ass presented for his alpha.
Heath’s breath punched out of him. “Very nice.”
Strong fingers slipped past Daniel’s waistband; Heath all but ripped the clothes off his legs, tossing Daniel’s shoes to the side. And now Daniel was bare from the waist down, his thighs spread open, his cock grinding against smooth leather.
“You look good,” Heath rasped, grasping Daniel’s naked cheeks. Then he spread them open, exposing Daniel’s slick-drenched hole.
He’s looking there. Daniel whimpered, pushing up on tiptoes, trying to tempt Heath into fucking him.
Heath groaned. “Been thinking about you here,” he growled, pressing a thick fingertip against Daniel’s hole. But instead of pushing inside, Heath tapped on that sensitive spot, every touch sending a whisper of pleasure through Daniel’s body.
“I want you inside,” Daniel pleaded. “Fuck me already.”
“No.” Heath pressed his thumbs on either side of Daniel’s hole, stretching it open.
Daniel’s face burned. No one looks at me there.
And Heath leaned in, blowing lightly through his entrance so Daniel felt his breath inside.
Daniel writhed, digging his nails into the leather, his thighs shaking from how much he needed Heath. Instead of being examined so closely, instead of being teased.
He writhed on the couch, grinding his cock against the smooth leather. “Heath, please—”
Heath lifted one of Daniel’s thighs up onto the backrest. This left him open, spread, and Heath slipped his hand between Daniel’s legs.
For a moment, he grasped Daniel’s cock, sending a jolt of pleasure through Daniel’s body. Daniel panted, rocking into his hand.
And Heath eased Daniel’s cock out from under him, angling it back so it caught against the back of the couch, with utterly no pressure on it at all.
Daniel groaned, bucking his hips, his cock too full. He needed touch. “Fuck me.”
Heath chuckled darkly. “I decide what happens.”
Then he dropped out of sight, and large hands grasped Daniel’s thigh and cock, holding him. Briefly, he felt soft lips on his tip, Heath taking Daniel into his hot, snug mouth. Daniel moaned, pushing into his mouth, shuddering when Heath sucked on him.
Heath slid his soft lips up and down Daniel’s length, his tongue flicking the opening of Daniel’s foreskin. Then he licked under Daniel’s skin, around his sensitive head, and Daniel bucked at him, shoving his cock deeper into Heath’s mouth. Would Heath let him come...?
Heath took him deeper. He stroked lightly over Daniel’s balls, then eased one finger into Daniel’s hole, just enough to let Daniel know he was inside, and he was in control.
Daniel dripped into his mouth, all his senses fixed on the alpha behind him. “Heath.”
His voice had grown husky, desperate. Heath took him deep, so deep that Daniel’s breath rushed out of him.
Then he released Daniel, and licked up his cock, over his sac, to his hole. Daniel bit his lip, afraid of saying anything and jinxing himself.
With a hungry growl, Heath dragged his damp tongue over Daniel’s entrance, rumbling with pleasure. Daniel pressed his burning face against the couch. He’s tasting me.
And Heath licked a slow circle around Daniel’s hole, then pushed the tip of his tongue inside, his
