“Come on,” Dane said as he unlocked the door. He bent down and picked up a small package off the porch and walked in. James raised a curious brow when Dane took the package directly to the garbage can and tossed it inside. What the . . . ?

“This way.” Dane headed down the hallway.

James shrugged. None of his business, anyway. In fact, he hoped they could keep the small talk to a minimum. He didn’t want to know the man’s life story or how many boyfriends he’d had or anything really personal. He just wanted to get down to the good stuff.

Dane paused at a doorway at the end of the hall to look back at him, much as he had at the bar. “Coming?” he asked right before he stepped into the room.

“Uh, yeah,” James replied, hurrying down the hallway. He skidded to a halt, his eyes nearly bugged out of his head. Dane stood in the middle of the bedroom, half-dressed. The sight of Dane’s bare upper torso brought James’s cock back to attention.

Dane took off his glasses and set them on the nightstand. He opened one of the drawers and took out a piece of paper. He held it out to James. “My most recent test results. I’m clean. There’s also lube and plenty of condoms in here. Better safe than sorry.”

“Yeah,” James said, starting to feel a little funny about the situation. He was getting exactly what he wanted, sex with no strings. So, why was he uncomfortable? “I have mine right here.” He pulled out his wallet and grabbed the folded piece of paper he always kept on him. He handed it over to Dane before stripping his clothes off as he watched the man skim the paper carefully then hand it back.

“Cool,” Dane said and pushed his librarian-style khaki pants to his ankles.

James’s mouth dropped open as he stared down at Dane’s body. No way. No way a man as lanky as Dane could sport that size of a hard on. He had heard his brother brag about how big Troy was but he didn’t think Troy would hold a candle to this man. Dane was huge, much bigger than anything James had ever seen in person.

Dane stepped closer. He reached up and caressed the side of James’s face. “Don’t worry, James. By the time I’m done stretching you out, it’ll fit just fine.”

What?

“Oh, uh, I don’t—I’ve never—” James stammered. Dane expected to top him? James had never been topped in his life. He did the topping. He did the fucking. He did the—well, he was the one on top.

Dane stepped closer. His breath brushed against James’s cheek. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’ll go easy on you.”

James gasped as Dane pushed him back onto the bed. Before he could protest, Dane covered him, his lips and tongue and hands everywhere at once, licking, caressing, stroking, nipping. James’s mind went numb and he forgot his protests and concentrated on the pleasure Dane created in his body.

“You’re so fucking responsive,” Dane whispered as he licked his way up James’s neck. “Do you know what a turn on that is?”

James shook his head.

Dane grabbed James’s hand and placed it on his hard cock. “See what it does to me? How hot you make me?” Dane growled. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll feel me for a week.”

James groaned. Dane’s words were arousing him to new levels. No one had ever talked to him like that. His cock throbbed where it lay against Dane’s thigh. The idea of being fucked incited both fear and excitement. But when Dane bent down and took James’s cock into his mouth, James forgot all about his trepidations.

“Oh fuck!” he groaned loudly.

James’s heart raced and all the blood in his body shot down to his cock leaving him aching and engorged. Dane didn’t seem to notice James’s discomfort. He just continued what he was doing, driving James out of his ever loving mind.

Dane slid his hot mouth all the way down James’s dick until his nose hit James’s groin. James could feel the head of his cock hit the back of Dane’s throat. Tight lips massaged his shaft. The longest tongue James had ever felt wrapped around him.

James’s moved his hips, humping against Dane uncontrollably. He fisted his hands in Dane’s hair, seeking some semblance of control. The situation had moved forward so fast, James could barely catch his breath.

“Uh uh,” Dane said as he let go of James’s cock and grabbed his wrists. “None of that.”

James scrunched his forehead in confusion. None of what?

He had his answer when Dane pushed his hands back over the top of his head. James started to look up to see what Dane was fiddling with when he felt cold metal close over his wrists and heard the unmistakable sounds of handcuffs clicking closed.

“What the fu—”

“Shh, sweetheart,” Dane crooned. He placed the key in James’s hand. “You can release yourself whenever you want to and leave but I promise you, if you stay, I will give you an experience you will never forget.”

Dane scooted back down James’s body. “I promise not to do anything you won’t enjoy.”

With that, Dane dove back down on James’s cock. James’s fist closed over the key. He didn’t unlock the cuffs. He was too busy losing his mind again. Dane had started swallowing around his cock again. He couldn’t imagine ever asking Dane to stop. He’d have to be dead first.