All the while, Elliot panted and moaned. He whined and begged for me. Every salacious sound he made was maddening in its intensity. After what felt like hours, he was taking four fingers with ease. And I was positive that if I went slowly, I wouldn't hurt him.
“Daddy, please…I… need you inside me.”
“I need inside you just as much, sweetheart.”
His body was molten and so fucking pliable beneath my fingers. I picked him up and turned him so he faced me. Took in his flushed sweat-dampened cheeks, parted lips and glazed look. His body glistened in the low lights. He looked wrecked in the most perfect way.
Confusion washed over his beautiful face as I settled him so he was straddling my hips. “W-what?”
My lips brushed his forehead. “So you can control everything, sweet thing. Taking as much as you want,” I answered and reached for my drawer again.
Elliot shook his head. “No.”
“No?” I asked and cupped his face. “What do you mean? I thought?—”
“I want you to take control,” he breathed, eyes fluttering shut. “I want you to.. To lead.” He rolled his bottom lip between his teeth, then locked his gaze on mine. “I want to submit.” His words were whisper soft. “When I’m with you. Like this, it all… floats away. And I… I don’t have to think. Just feel.”
“Oh, baby.” I pulled him toward me, lips seeking his. “You want Daddy to take control?”
His answering smile bloomed against my mouth as I took him in a soul affirming kiss. Without breaking the moment I flipped us so he was underneath me. It was no small feat, but he gave himself over to me in a way that made it as easy as breathing.
When I went to reach for the condom in my drawer again he bit my lips. “No. I don’t want anything between us.”
My breath punched out of me. “Are you sure?”
His face flushed a deeper shade of red. “Yes. I want to give myself to you in every way possible. I want to feel every second of you inside me.” He shuddered, my fingers running through his damp hair. “I want to keep part of you inside me for as long as I can.”
“Fucking hell, baby boy.” I kissed the tip of his nose. His closed eyes. Across his forehead, down his cheeks and back to his lips. Every cell in me had come to life. “I want nothing more than to mark you as mine with my cum.”
“Please.” It wasn’t a demand. It was sweet surrender.
Elliot pulled his legs to his chest offering himself to me without reservation. It stole my breath. And I wondered how we’d gotten here from that first night when I saw him shatter on the cliff after Natalie’s funeral.
I swallowed down the swell of emotion that threatened to pull me under and notched the head of my cock against his slick hole. “Bare down when I tell you to.”
Luminous eyes blinked at me. The unwavering intensity was overwhelming. Despite the fear that lingered in my mind that I was taking something I wasn’t worthy of. Everything about this moment had a rightness to it I’d never felt before.
My hips rolled forward slowly, his body resisting the intrusion for a second before that tight ring of muscle gave way and welcomed me inside. “Fuck,” I groaned. “You feel so amazing.”
My forehead dropped to his and I squeezed my eyes shut. He was so fucking tight it took everything in me not to come instantly. Elliot’s body locked up as I edged deeper.
“Breath, baby boy.” I kissed his cheeks and stole his lips distracting him while he relaxed around me. When I felt him exhale, I pulled back ever so slightly. “Bear down for me sweetheart. Let me in.”
“Yes, Daddy,” he breathed out.
It was like magic. I felt the tension release, his fingers dug into my back pulling me closer, urging me deeper. The tight heat of his body, slick and open to me, sucked me in as I rocked my hips.
“So good,” Elliot whimpered as I bottomed out. His legs wrapped around my waist. His harsh pants against my ear made me shudder and him moan in return. “I’m ready. Move. Please.”
My body moved before he finished speaking. The steady roll of my hips soon gave way to long, deep languid thrusts. Heat simmered between us as we lost ourselves in each other. The perfect balance of push and pull. I drove deeper and deeper until it was just a rocking grind of my hips that teased his prostate on every pass.
“More. Yes. More..” He chanted in time with our movements.
Every time I pulled back he chased me with his hands and mouth. Like he couldn’t bear for there to be any space between us. Like he wanted to curl up inside me and never leave.
“I’m so close, Daddy. I want you to come with me.”
My cock twitched and thickened inside him at his filthy words. My heavy balls drew up tight, hugging the base of my shaft. Heat built at the base of my spine. But it was when I felt his muscles ripple around me that I lost control and my rhythm shattered.
