Virgin Territory by Kim Dare Read Free Book Online

his fourth thrust, Aaron finally slid home—his cock as deep within Danny’s body as any man’s shaft would ever get. Danny stared up at him, determinedly obeying the order to keep his eyes open, no matter what.
    His first time.
    On any night, Danny would have felt wonderfully hot and tight around Aaron, and that would have been great. Hell, maybe Danny would have even hit that perfect balance between being a natural submissive and showing that he was a man who found offering another guy his submission the ultimate challenge. And their chemistry would have been electric if they’d met the following month, or even the following year. But, Aaron couldn’t deny that there was something extra about knowing this was Danny’s first time—that he now owned part of the boy.
    As Aaron forced himself to remain still, a part of his mind went back to another night over a decade earlier, when he’d braced himself against the wall in the back room of a club.
    Tom.
    Aaron hadn’t thought about him in years, he still didn’t know his last name, but Tom was one lover who Aaron had never quite been able to forget. The feeling of Tom’s stubble as he kissed his neck, the way Tom’s hands had reached around him and jacked him in time with his thrusts.
    Aaron groaned his approval as he tightened his grip on Danny’s hips until it was hard enough to leave small marks that would linger into the following day. Danny would always remember him the same way he remembered Tom.
    “Please,” Danny ground out.
    Aaron took that to mean Danny was comfortable enough for the game to start in earnest.
    Yes!
    He shifted his weight, altering his position on the bed and nudging Danny into pulling his knees back even further and spreading his legs wider, so his hips tipped back just that fraction more.
    On his next thrust, Aaron knew that Danny had achieved the best kind of beginners luck and stumbled upon the perfect angle at which to receive his thrusts. Every time Aaron pushed into him, a look of pure bliss flashed across Danny’s face.
    Dividing his attention equally between Danny’s expression and his hole, Aaron watched the way his shaft disappeared inside the boy, then looked up to glory in the ecstasy that lit Danny’s eyes. It was mesmerising, but soon it wasn’t enough. As amazing as Danny felt around his cock, Aaron wanted more.
    Leaning forward, he put his hand on the bed on either side of Danny’s torso and brought their lips together.
    Danny’s technique was still as innocent as an angel who hadn’t quite worked out just how much fun falling could be. Aaron had never thought that lack of skill could be a turn on, but he growled his approval under his breath, loving everything about Danny.
    The fact that a man who was so innocent currently lay tied to a bed and was impaled on Aaron’s cock was almost enough to make him faster on the draw than a virgin—in this case literally.
    As one kiss led into another and Aaron’s thrusts sped up, it seemed possible that he wouldn’t outlast a boy half his age.
    Suddenly, Danny jerked. He screamed his release loud enough for his flat mates, his neighbours, and possibly even the people living on the other side of the street to know that he’d come. It was the cue Aaron had been waiting for.
    It messed with his mind to even contemplate the possibility of anything Danny did giving him permission to orgasm, but he shot his load as quickly as any submissive could have obeyed such an order.
    He pushed himself deeper into Danny’s body as he came, instinctively trying to mark his territory as thoroughly as humanly possible. He was lost in his pleasure now, not stopping to edit his thoughts. For a while, everything was simple. Danny belonged to him. Danny would only ever belong to him.
    Then, as his ecstasy left him, it was all Aaron could do not to collapse on Danny. He pulled away, separating their bodies, and dropped onto the bed alongside Danny’s bound form. He hoped like hell the boy