His mouth twisted down to the left and he stared at the ceiling. “Me neither.”
I was quiet. All the filthy shit I’d been wanting to say evaporated while the weight of those words settled onto me. It wasn’t bad that we’d found someone we liked to fuck on the regular, right? Or was it? Either way, I sighed happily as I sank my fingers into his tight hole.
He tossed his head back on the pillows, and I fingerfucked him that way for a while, letting myself explore him inside. I found his prostate and mapped the size of it, memorized the types of gasps and whimpers he made when I put pressure directly on it, gloried in the way he began to rock his hips when I swiped my fingers around the little nub in a firm circle. His mouth crumpled like I was hurting him.
But I knew better.
“Daddy,” he gasped when I went back to rubbing directly on the nub. His dick jumped and leaked, and I thought maybe I could do this all fucking night and be happy with it… well, maybe not all night. My cock gave a sharp excited throb. Carefully, I eased my fingers free.
Leaning in, I lapped between his lips until he opened and brushed his tongue against mine, and then I fucked his mouth while I slicked up my dick. The feel of my own hand was almost enough to have me coming, which let me know I’d enjoyed the sweet foreplay with him a lot more than I’d realized. I let myself go and leaned in to bend him almost in half, using my shoulders to keep him exactly where I wanted him with that ass tipped high.
“You ready to be bred?” I asked against his mouth, and he nodded so hard I would have laughed if I didn’t feel just as worked up. I shoved inside him and moaned at the heat and exquisite pressure. I’d spent too long playing with him because the surge of adrenaline right before coming washed over me almost immediately. I gritted my teeth and fought the feeling off while he panted and squirmed underneath me.
Why was I waiting? I had him here. I could have him again tonight. I fucked him hard and fast, not building up to it—going from nothing to pounding him. He closed his eyes and whines filled my room. It was fucking loud and I loved it. I hoped my neighbors could hear it, though there was little chance of that. I reached between us and tugged him, the hot, velvety heat of his rod erotic in and of itself. It only took a couple of strokes before he was grabbing at my biceps so hard it hurt and straining up from the bed.
“Daddy, I want you. I want you to—”
Moaning, I held on while his cock jerked against my palm and his juice flowed over my fist. The wet, hot splash of his jizz had my hips snapping faster, and then I watched him touch a shaking hand to his own belly. He looked up at me with his sex-loopy smirk.
“Daddy, make my stomach big? I want everyone to know you were fucking me.”
I froze deep inside him, and a barrage of images flashed through my mind, but the fantasy that had me unloading my cum deep in his ass was him at my side, out shopping in a store with his belly huge and round and pregnant. Someone would stop and ask if they could touch his belly, and then wink at me becauseI fucking did that.
The heat that rushed me stabbed through my body nearly painfully, and I gasped and rutted as deep as I could in him. “I’m sorry.” I shoved my hips firmly against his ass. “I’m sorry, Jaxson.” The pleasure pounded over me in waves and then gently subsided, the absence of the feeling its own shock.
“Keep going,” he murmured, and I pinched his ass. He yelped but snickered.
“I’m sorry for not listening, Jaxson, but I want to take care of you the way I think you deserve to be, especially when you’re mine.”
He stared up at me and traced a finger between my pecs and along my neck. “You know I need to do my job.”
“Yes.”
He squeezed his ass around me, and I growled. I wasn’t going soft. I was still diamond hard. I leaned my body weight against him.
“You won’t mess with that again? You’ll call me to work?” he whispered as his eyes rolled back in his head until all I could see were the whites under his fluttering lashes.
“Yes, I’ll call, and no, I won’t piss you off about it.”
“Then I accept your apology.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
I kissed his forehead and cleared my throat, grinding against him. I wasn’t going down at all, and it felt mind-bendingly good. “Spend the night?” He opened his eyes, and I was unreasonably committed to having him say yes.
“Yeah, okay.”
I drew him in for another kiss and he sucked on my tongue. If I could get him into his cute little belly one night, make him let me take care of him here where he deserved to be…. I shivered. That would be the fulfillment of every fantasy I’d never known I had until I saw him round and expecting, just for me.
He moaned and pushed his ass against me, keeping my dick warm. Fuck, I loved this more than I should. “I’m going to plug you with my cock until you’re so full you can’t stand it.”
He nodded, and I kissed him again, not planning to stop anytime soon.
11
Jax
Iwoke up before Vane did and padded out to his kitchen barefoot, the rolled cuffs of my borrowed, too-long pajama pants flopping around as I went. It wasn’t long before we started work, and I wanted to get a good breakfast in before we left. I didn’t know what kind of food he had, though, so I rummaged through his pantry and fridge until I found some cereal and milk. I usually preferred a banana with whatever I had in the morning, and I was surprised he didn’t at least have that. He made sure to sendmethose kinds of healthy foods.
I poured two bowls of cereal, then added the milk and set them on the small kitchen table. It wasn’t long before he came out, dressed only in a pair of plain black boxers. His hair stood up in all directions, and it was the cutest sight I’d seen, not a way I’d expected him to ever look in front of anyone, even me. He rubbed his eyes and blinked at me like he’d forgotten I’d stayed the night.
