Free Manchester Ménage 01 - Saving Samuel by Nicole Colville Page B

out on us.” Milo pressed his hand over Daniel’s mouth and smiled. “That’s a conversation for later, Baby. You’ve already saved him once, now you want to save him again. It’s not enough rescuing him from the fire, now you want to rescue him from his pain, from his past, make everything good and right. You think you’ve found someone who you need, that he can give you something you’ve been looking for. I’m trying hard to keep this professional, but don’t think this doesn’t piss me off. I feel jealousy just like everyone else, I may not show it, but…” Milo moved closer to him, holding his hip and running his thumb over Daniel’s lips. “I don’t want you looking at another man like you do to me. This is fucking hard, Danny. Just take a few steps back and see this through clearer eyes. He’s open and vulnerable, but he’s not the only one. I know you too well. Danny…”
    Milo’s hand wrapped around the back of Daniel’s neck, their bodies slowly moving closer. They both needed each other. The constant thrumming of electricity between them never died—it slowed, but up close, they both could feel it. Milo saw the darker colour to Daniel’s eyes, saw it in his breathing, felt how tense his body became.
    “I’ve missed you.” Milo leaned in, kissing Daniel’s lips softly, both of them moaning quietly as they connected.
    “Milo…” Daniel held Milo’s shoulders, not pushing him away, but not pulling him closer either, just keeping his lips against Milo’s.
    Milo hadn’t been with anyone since he was last with Daniel four weeks ago. He hadn’t been with anyone else full stop for over three years, not that Daniel would believe him if he told him. He got everything sexually he needed from Daniel, and why would he look elsewhere when he had perfection right in his lap?
    Milo could never hold back with him so close. Once they touched, it was like everything else slipped away and left them in vacuum of nothingness. Milo pressed his lips onto Daniel’s, holding him in his tight grip and sliding their mouths together, forcing him to kiss him back. Daniel pushed his hips into him, letting their cocks hit each other’s, making them both moan.
    “Should I come back later?”
    Milo groaned at the sound of Dalton behind them, and Daniel quickly stepped back, leaving his body cold and alone, desperate for more.
    “No. Now’s fine. I suppose.” Milo took a few deep breaths, checking his coat hid most of his erection before he turned around. “Let’s get this over with.”

Chapter 9
     
    D aniel swept back his hair, looking between Milo and Dalton as they stood in the garden watching him carefully. “I’ll talk to him tonight. I’ll keep in touch with you. Just call me and let me know how things are going on your end.”
    Dalton left them alone with a nod and a short wave, but Daniel held Milo back.
    “I’ve got to go, Danny.”
    “Milo, I don’t want you to get in any trouble for this. You know that, right?”
    “Yeah, I know.” Milo smiled softly. “Can we talk tonight? Either here, or… Yeah, I suppose it will have to be here. You can’t leave him alone.”
    Daniel leaned against the doorframe and bit his lip. Talking with Milo about their personal stuff shouldn’t happen. “I made my decision. I haven’t changed how I feel for you. I still love you. But nothing else has changed either.”
    Milo stood closer, kissing him hard and fast, pinning him against the wall with his bigger frame. Daniel had to hold onto his jacket just to stop him from slipping to the ground. No matter how many kisses they shared, they were all the same—consuming and mind altering. Daniel could barely remember his own name when Milo pulled back.
    “We’re talking later. That’s happening.” Milo placed his cap on his head and adjusted his jacket over his cock. “And after I’ve shown you how wrong this stupid idea of ending things is—” Milo met Daniel’s gaze, the serious tone to his voice