“Yes, Daddy,” I said, not sure what it was that I was getting, exactly, but wanting it. More of it. All of it.
He made a rumbly sound of satisfaction, like something I’d expect to hearafterwe’d fucked, and damn if it didn’t undo me. It was like the tighter he pinned me, the looser I felt. Like my bones were turning into warm syrup. And knowing I’d pleased him on top of all those delicious feelings of being restrained and secured? I still wanted to feel his cock inside me, but all that impatience I’d had about it earlier was justgone.
“This really is what you need,” Andy murmured. Then he kissed my neck again, lips soft until they opened, then hot and wet as he sucked. Dragged his teeth over my skin, pressed another gentle kiss against it and then repeating until I… fuck.
Until I fuckingwhimpered.
“Shhhh,” he said, smiling against my skin. Then another kiss. “You’re doing so well, letting me take care of you like this, baby. Submitting to your Daddy. It’s gorgeous on you. You’re so good for me, Jordan...”
And he just kept going on and on andonwith that shit, starting to make my head feel fuzzy as his voice washed over me... as he kept laying kisses on me between all those intoxicating words... ran his hand up under my shirt to stroke my pecs… my abs… my obliques. Did it all so damn smooth as he kept whispering stupidly nice things in my ear that I didn’t even register he’d let go of my wrists until he was pulling my shirt off over my head.
I shivered. Not cold though, just…
“Fuck”—I almost whispered, catching myself just in time.
I bit it back and ended up whimpering again instead.
“So good for me,” Andy said again, which I was getting kind of addicted to hearing.
He turned me around to face him but kept a firm hold on me, pressing me against the wall as he started in with all the petting again, all over the skin he’d just exposed. First, like he was being careful, thinking I was all delicate or… or precious or some shit, and then more firmly. Mapping me out with his hands like he was staking his claim. Making me whimper again when he got to my stupidly sensitive nipples, but also somehow turningeveryspot he touched into an erogenous zone.
“I’m going to take these off now, okay, baby?” he asked, fingers finally dipping under my waistband and stroking the button on my fly.
I dragged my eyes open, not sure when they’d closed and suddenly realizing that I’d just been, like, totally zoned out and just letting him manhandle me for I had no idea how long. I was rock hard, but also felt like I’d melted inside, like my dick could wait and his hold on me was the only thing keeping me from sinking down to the ground.
Except, shit. I probablyshoulddo that, right? Because so far, I’d reciprocated exactly jack.
“I can, uh, blow you,” I said, starting to drop to my knees. And I shit you not, the minute the words were out of my mouth, it literally fuckingwatered.
Fuck.
Yes.
I suddenlywantedto blow him. Wanted to get down on my knees for him. Wanted to let him stuff that cock he’d been grinding into my back as deep as he wanted down my throat, and then have him keep… keep petting my head or whatever. Holding me there. Saying shit to me. Making me look at him while he fucked my throat, and—
“No,” Andy said, stopping me before I made it down to my knees. “Did you forget who’s in charge here, Jordan?”
I swallowed. “No, but—”
“You can tell me if you want me to stop doing something,” he said firmly, talking right over me. “And I will. And you can also tell me if youwantsomething. But I decide what you actually get.”
Shit. yes.That.
I didn’t know what I’d been doing with my life before now, but this was what I needed. Sex after Andy was going to suck.
I pushed that last thought away hard. I felt too damn good right now to start missing what I hadn’t even gotten yet.
“Please, Daddy,” I said, wetting my lips. “I want to blow you.”
Not want. I was suddenly desperate to.
Andy smiled. “No.”
“What?” I asked, brought up short. “But you just said to tell you what I wanted...”
“And you did. But the answer is no. We have something else to take care of first.”
I stared at him, feeling weirdly shaky and totally horny and completely tongue-tied.
