“I want you uncomfortable and horny all night long. We’re going to fuck so many times today, you’re going to walk funny.”
Ethan hoped so.
“I love a good picture of a cum slut,” Gene said, showing Ethan how he looked.
Immediately, his dick went back into the upright position as soon as he saw himself. He looked wanton, used, and…at peace.
This man gave him so much calm.
Gene was honest.
“I’m going to clean myself off, and then, I want you to get your itsy-bitsy banana hammock on, and do the walk of shame to the water to clean off. You’ll use the ocean to get clean, Tala—for Daddy.”
Ethan gasped.
“There are people down there!”
Gene lifted his chin.
“Who’s fuck toy are you?” he asked. “Who tells you what to do?”
Ethan swallowed, refusing to have the game end. That would be disappointing. Embarrassment was one thing, but not feeling like this was far worse for Ethan. There was no way he’d let that happen.
“I’m your fuck toy. You own me, Daddy.”
The second it was out of his mouth, Gene smiled. There was the surrender.
Ethan Blackhawk was tucked away, and Tala was here for the next week.
This was the best goddamn vacation he’d ever had in his whole life.
“And Daddy wants the world to see how you take cum, Tala. You’re my cum dumpster. Don’t forget it.”
He wouldn’t.
How could he?
Gene had changed him, and Ethan didn’t want to go back. He liked feeling owned, and like he was protected.
So Tala was here to stay.
Forever.
Chapter Three
The Hotel
Afternoon
On the DL, Corbin and Will had gotten settled into their room, taking the later shuttle just to not be seen. After dropping off their things, they tried to find Ethan and Gene on the resort.
Only, they weren’t having an easy time of it.
Not even close.
The problems began when the concierge refused to share the information, even when he said that they were family. That dude was not taking a bribe either.
Yeah…
