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“And it wants to play.”
The infamous Daniel Nieto was falling apart. Was that what Toro saw? Because it was the way Daniel felt. Like his world was
“I’m fully aware that if the roles were reversed, I would be standing where you stand right now. Hell, I’ve already been there. But I’m also here, on this side, because I made a choice. I chose to let go of the darkness inside. I chose to let someone close. I chose to let him love me. And I also chose to believe that when it came down to loving and being loved that I had any choice at all.” Daniel shook his head.
Dangerous. Intoxicating. Fingers in Daniel’s hair gripped him tight, held him still, as Stavros led. And Daniel followed. Only too happy to give up, give in, and let Stavros take what Daniel had wanted to hand over for so very long. Something bad couldn’t taste this good. Something bad couldn’t weaken his knees and harden him to stone. Something bad couldn’t feel this right, Stavros in his arms, in his mouth, melting like the best kind of confection on his tongue. The kiss was full on violent, breath-snatching. Nothing Daniel ever felt before. Nothing he’d ever get from someone else. Only from
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Years since he’d been touched. He didn’t think he’d ever want it again. But he did. He wanted Stavros’ touch. He trembled for it. His mouth watered for it. That it was a man making him feel like this no longer surprised him.
“You’re my bourbon. I can’t get you out of my veins.”
“What do you know?” He shook him. “Stavros, what do you know?” “I am yours. To fuck. To torture. To kill. I am yours.”
“Tócame, Daniel.” Touch me. The thighs pressed to Daniel’s vibrated. “Touch me. Any way you want.”
New things. This person he was now had to get used to new things. Like this. Like another man snuggled up next to him in bed, breathing on him as he settled into sleep like this was the most natural thing in the world.
Ice gripped his chest, the cold shocking a gasp from him. This was loss, shaking his body and rattling his teeth. This was heartbreak, the searing pain that made his entire being curl in on itself. This was pain. Daniel Nieto had finally broken him.
“This tin man has a heart, diablo. And it is yours.” He caught Stavros’ hand and brought it up to his chest. Over his heart. “It beats for you.”
“I want inside you.” Desperation had his voice and balls jacked up. “I want your legs around me, my dick in your ass, and you on your back speaking Spanish.”
Fingers and tongue in his ass, Stavros ate him. Loud and wet, but not loud enough to drown out Daniel’s cries. Words he didn’t even understand. Shit he was pretty sure made no sense. But he ate that ass until his jaw threatened to lock up on him. Finger-fucked him until his knuckles ached. Then he pulled away quickly, surfacing only to wipe his face with the back of his hand and get the lube. Daniel looked fucked out already, and Stavros hadn’t even made him come yet. Stavros wanted to wait until he was inside him. “Legs around me,” he gritted. Fuck, he wanted to go slow,
“Can’t go slow for you, agápi mou.” My love. “Want you. Want your body.” “Cógeme, diablo.” Take me.
Hot and tight, and every time he moved, Stavros had to fight his orgasm. He thrust in and out, shoving his tongue inside. Fucking Daniel’s mouth. Taking his ass. His lover matched him stroke for stroke, hand on his ass, fingers digging in. He better leave his marks.
And Stavros, pounding in and out of the best ass he’d ever had the privilege to slide into. He told Daniel that too. Or at least he tried, because Daniel didn’t release his mouth to allow to him to talk. Talking was overrated.
“Give me five minutes and we’re doing that again.”
