Chapter 2

Daniel’s POV

Johnson’s words hung in the steamy air between us, his breath hot against my ear as he whispered that it was okay to want this just for tonight.

My hand was still pressed against his solid chest, feeling every beat of his heart under my palm while his thick cock stood heavy and hard, brushing against my thigh through my jeans.

I could feel the heat radiating off it, the slick wetness from his stroking leaving a faint smear on my clothes.

My own dick throbbed painfully in my pants, betraying every word I had just said about liking pussy.

What the fuck is wrong with...