Edward frowned at him.
“What?”
“Is it overstepping if I ask you to share dinner with me, and... stay the night?” asked Edward.
Milo wasn’t expecting him to ask that. They still had a lot they needed to talk about, but that could happen later. He nodded, giving a shy smile. He wasn’t sure where all his confidence from a few minutes ago had gone. Edward must have sensed his vulnerability as he walked over and pulled him into a hug.
It was something they’d never done before, and it felt like the most wonderful thing in the world.
CHAPTER 10
EDWARD
Edward woke up, disorientated for a second. He stretched, feeling a delicious ache in his arse, and his mind immediately conjured up images of beautiful Milo, who’d fucked Edward twice before they’d finally fallen asleep. Edward couldn’t remember the last time he’d had three orgasms in one night. He reached over to Milo and realised he wasn’t there. The spot beside him was still warm, so he hadn’t been gone long. His heart sank, and his brain started spinning with possibilities before the toilet flushing startled him.
Milo walked in from the ensuite, gloriously naked, with his beautiful cock swinging between his legs. Edward had only seen it properly for the first time last night, but then it had been constantly hard. It was still perfect when it was soft. Like one of those cocks you couldn’t help look at when you were in a changing room. Edward had even caught straight guys giving curious glances when someone walked past with an impressive piece of meat.
“You want another round?” asked Milo.
Edward realised he’d been staring. He looked up at Milo, who was smiling at him.
“I don’t think my arse could take another round just yet,” he replied.
His croaky voice brought back memories of his throat being fucked as well. Hopefully he’d sound less like Bea Arthur by the time he was back at work on Monday.
“Well, let me take care of you, then,” said Milo, with his devilish smile.
He stalked over to Edward before straddling him and pinning his arms behind his head. Edward was immediately hard, and Milo ground down on him. For a moment he wondered if Milo ever bottomed, and then put that thought aside. There was nothing he liked better than giving up control in the bedroom. To not have to think about anything, or make decisions. He could just take whatever Milo wanted to give him.
Milo kissed him, their tongues caressing each other. There was no urgency in the kiss, but the intensity of their feelings was clear. Edward arched off the bed as Milo gripped both their cocks at once and pumped them at a steady rhythm. The sensation was amazing. Edward hadn’t done any form of frotting since he was at university. Yes, his dad may have put a curfew on him, but Edward had had his ways of getting off. Thankfully, anyone he’d fooled around with back then had respected his privacy, and no stories had ever come out.
“What are you thinking about?” asked Milo.
“Nothing,” he groaned.
Milo let go of their cocks.
“What are you doing? I was getting close.”
“I asked you a question,” he said in his stern voice, which made Edward’s cock twitch. Milo noticed and smirked.
“I was thinking about when I did this with other guys at university, without my dad knowing.”
“Wow. You really are an honest politician.”
Edward snorted.
“Clearly I’m not doing it right if your brain can wander, though.”
Milo moved down Edward’s body and took hold of his cock, locking eyes with it before licking up the shaft, and then pulling the foreskin back and gently sucking up all the precum.
“I didn’t think you did that.”
“I’m gay. Sucking cock is in the job description.”
Edward couldn’t help but laugh, but it was stifled as Milo took him down his throat. He groaned with pleasure. It had been over a decade since someone had given him a blow job. All he’d had were anonymous fucks in dark rooms, and now he had this beautiful man in his bed. And he seemed to want to be here. It wasn’t just sex either. Between rounds last night they’d talked about everything. Even more so than they used to do in The Back Room.
“You’re still thinking,” said Milo. “I guess I need to do something else.”
