Page 39 of Dating the Boss
Reed
Sure. It was bold of me to assume just because Daniel kissed me that he wanted to fuck me too. But the hard dick poking my ass as we stood on the staircase left little doubt in my mind. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.
I didn’t give my brain time to overthink anything. Up until that moment in the woods, I thought he was one hundred percent straight. Fuck had he proved me wrong. My lips still tingled from the hard kisses in the snow. I didn’t think about what would happen when we finally returned to Blue Harbor. I believed in taking the moment by the balls and making it my bitch.
YOLO,as Monty had said. The asshole.
But he was right.
When I tugged on Daniel’s coat and pulled him with me up the stairs, he didn’t fight me. He swooped me up and carried me the rest of the way up the staircase, my giggles echoing in the stairwell. As he walked down the hall with me literally over his shoulder, the door beside ours opened and Claire stepped out.
“Oh,” she said, surprised, as we passed her. Then she laughed. “Assistant, my ass.”
Daniel’s chest rumbled with a deep chuckle. He set me down and reached into his back pocket for our room key. I smiled over at Claire as I waited for it to be unlocked.
“Beautiful weather we’re having today,” I casually said, hands on my hips. Daniel pushed the door open and tugged me inside. “Oof!”
He shut the door and pushed me against it once we were in the room, his lips finding mine again. As we kissed, my heart beat like crazy. Part of me worried it was a daydream, that it couldn’t be happening, but his taste, his big hands caressing me, felt too real.
Felt too right.
Daniel unzipped my coat and tugged it off my shoulders as I pulled at his and tossed it to the floor. I kicked off my shoes, and he did the same before pulling me to his chest and stepping backward to the bed. He pushed me onto the mattress and joined me there.
“Are you sure this is okay?” he asked, sliding his hands beneath my shirt, his chilled fingers sending ripples along my skin.
“Yes.” I stared up into his winter blue eyes and brushed aside a strand of his black hair. “Kinda embarrassing to admit, but I’ve fantasized about you fucking me for months.”
An almost shy smile touched his lips. “I’ve thought the same about you.”
“I didn’t know you liked men.”
“There’s a lot you didn’t know about me,” he said, moving his face closer. “I’m going to kiss you now.”
“Do it, then,” I challenged. “Stop talking and—”
He kissed me, cutting off my words. I smiled against his lips, so horny I could barely stand it. Mr. Indifference had a dominating side for sure. He pulled my shirt up and over my head before discarding it, and I wasted no time taking his off, exposing his toned chest and rippling abs.
“I fucking love your body,” I said, running my hands up his muscled arms. “I’ve wanted to squeeze these babies for a while.”
“What else have you wanted to do?” Daniel hovered over me, our bare chests pressing together. “Show me.”
I pushed against his chest and flipped him to his back. He smiled up at me as I straddled his hips and popped the button on his jeans. That smile turned cocky as I worked his pants down his thighs and legs, leaving him in just his boxer briefs. Once I was back in place, Daniel sat up and kissed me. His hand moved between us and unbuttoned my skinny jeans before sliding into the back of them.
“You’re not wearing underwear?”
“Better access this way.”
He chuckled and squeezed my ass cheek. “I can work with that.”
I had no time to come back with a witty response. He tossed me to my back and kissed down my stomach as he tugged off my pants. My dick rose to attention under his heated gaze. I wasn’t used to men taking the time to get me worked up. They mostly fingered my ass just enough to stretch me, and then they were shoving inside and bottoming out quicker than I liked. A lot of the time I had to finish myself off.
“You better not be thinking of other men,” Daniel growled, wrapping his hand around my dick and damn near making me shoot off the bed.
“What if I am?” I teased. “What would you do?”
“Make you forget them.”
“Oh yeah?” I asked, intentionally trying to get a rise out of him. “How do you think you’d do that? They were—oh, fuck.” He had slipped my cock between his lips. I ran my fingers through his black hair and watched myself sink in and out of his mouth.
