Font Size:

“Breathe,” Easton whispered. “Let me in.”

Pressure. Darian relaxed and tried to trust. The tip of Easton’s finger breached him, sliding in slowly. Darian gasped, the sensation burning and thrilling all at once.

“You’re doing so good,” Easton murmured as he pulled back, added more lube and pushed back in. “Just a little more.” The finger twisted, coaxing him open, then retreated.

Darian whimpered at the loss, only to moan louder when the cold, hard tip of the plug pressed to his entrance.

“Ready?”

“Yes, Sir.”

The pressure returned. Darian gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to tense. The plug forced him open inch by inch, stretching him wide. He whimpered into the mattress as it slid deeper, brushing something electric inside him. His toes curled. Goosebumps exploded across his skin.

Adding more lube, Easton pushed the plug in and pulled it back out a couple of times until Darian couldn’t separate the pain—no, not pain, but discomfort—from the pleasure and was grinding his hips against the mattress.

Easton slapped his left butt cheek, and Darian panted into the pillow, torn between the sharp hum of sensation radiating from his ass and the insistent throb of his cock beneath him. Every breath dragged across the sheets and every twitch of muscle brought a fresh pulse of awareness.

But even with the warm praise and steady hands, a hollow tug coiled in his gut.

He didn’t just want to be filled; he wanted to fuck.

The want hit hard, too fast to hide.

When Easton’s palm landed on his right cheek in a sharp smack, Darian jolted forward with a surprised grunt.

“Uh-uh,” Easton warned, voice low and knowing. “Don’t pout.”

“I wasn’t…”

“You were.” Another swat, not cruel but firm, ringing just enough to sting.

Darian’s hips jerked, cock rubbing against the bedding. A moan slipped out before he could catch it. His body betrayed him, hungry for every flicker of touch.

Easton smoothed a hand over Danny’s heated skin, fingers lingering in the curve of his ass. “There’s more than one way to get off, you greedy thing.”

Darian bit his lip, heat crawling up his spine.

“I know what you want.” Easton cupped Darian’s ass cheeks, pushing them together and pulling them apart, the butt plug rubbing different spots inside his dark channel, sending sparks up his spine. “But right now, you’re mine. That cock of yours is for me to enjoy.” Easton leaned over, his breath warm and teasing against Darian’s ear. “Lie on your back.”

He rolled over with a shiver, flushed and exposed. The movement made the plug shift inside him, sending a bolt of pleasure through his core. He whimpered.

Easton knelt above him, eyes dark and glittering. “There’s that look again,” he murmured. “Desperate. Beautiful.”

Darian reached for him without thinking, needing contact. Easton caught his hand, laced their fingers together, and brought it to his mouth. He kissed the inside of Darian’s wrist, then held it to his chest.

“I’ll take care of you.”

Those simple words settled deep. Darian exhaled, his limbs heavy with surrender, his mind crackling with anticipation.

He lay still, breath shallow, as Easton rose to his knees and began to shift up the bed, that heavy cock bobbing closer. His body eclipsed the light for a moment, casting them both in shadow and heat.

Easton shifted forward and Darian’s breath caught as he watched his Daddy’s thick thighs tense and his muscles flex with each subtle move as Easton adjusted his position. The mattress dipped, and the scent of Easton’s clean sweat, skin warmed by touch and lust, the faint ghost of cedar from his soap wrapped around Darian like a second skin as his Daddy moved to face the foot of the bed.

Then he was there.

Easton’s cock hovered above Darian’s face, heavy and flushed, a bead of precum clinging to the tip. His ballsswung low, brushing Darian’s chin as he settled fully in place, straddling his head.

Darian’s breath hitched. His fingers dug into the backs of Easton’s thighs, instinctively guiding him closer. The first contact of warm, taut skin against his lips made his stomach flip. He opened, reverent and eager, and pulled Easton in.