DANIEL’s POV

Ethan’s hand flexed against my ass, squeezing like he was testing the shape of me. “You’re serious,” he said, his voice low.

My throat tightened. “Yes.”

The corner of his mouth curved into something dangerous. “You want me to fuck you, Daniel?”

Heat flooded my face. “Don’t make me—”

“Say it again.” His hand pressed harder, his fingers digging in. “Say it the way you mean it.”

My cock twitched. Shame burned through me, but the words tumbled out anyway. “I want you to fuck me. I want your cock inside me.”

His breath hitched, his eyes darkening. Then he kissed me hard, biting my lip, pulling a...