Daddy let out a breath and then his hand was back on my head, guiding me to his cock. I took him into my mouth again, and he jerked his hips, fucking between my lips like a man on a mission. He wanted to own me, and I let him. I didn’t care that I gagged when he hit the back of my throat, or that he held me down so I couldn’t move. We had nonverbal safewords in place if I ever wanted to back away, but I didn’t. Not now, not ever. I belonged to Daddy.
The door to the office snapped open, and my eyes widened as Daddy pulled his hands out from under the desk again, his leg muscles tensing.
“What a shitstorm,” Mr. Elwood grumbled in the silence of the office. I glanced around at his feet where he’d stopped in front of Daddy’s desk. “I swear, McMann is a fucking idiot. He had the fucking audacity to question me about Ross.”
I slapped a hand over my mouth to stop from laughing, before I returned to work, taking Daddy’s balls into my mouth, careful not to make too many slurping sounds as I sucked on them.
Daddy made a noise, and I held back the urge to laugh at this sweet, sweet revenge for all the hell he’d put me through before I moved in with him. I could already imagine the faces he was making, and I enjoyed every second.
“Well, you know what he’s like.” Daddy’s voice sounded strange, higher than normal and filled with stress.
I grinned around his balls before I moved back to his cock. Taking the head into my warmth, I licked at his slit, excitement at the prospect of being caught by Mr. Elwood making my cock heavy in my underwear.
“What’s wrong?” Mr. Elwood asked curiously.
“Nothing. Nothing is wrong.” Daddy cleared his throat and pushed closer to the desk, jamming his dick deeper into my mouth. I didn’t moan, even though I wanted to so badly, to show Daddy how much I enjoyed having him inside me.
“Where’s Kalinski?” There was a sliver of amusement in Mr. Elwood’s tone, and he stepped ever closer to the desk until his shiny black shoes touched the wood above the half-inch gap below. I kept on sucking like a good boy, but I held my breath for a short moment.
“Uh, he’s uh… getting stationery from downstairs.”
“Really? What stationery do you need? Looks like you have everything.” The amusement was definitely there, doubled in the last few seconds.
“We need a printer cartridge.”
Mr. Elwood laughed just as I swallowed Daddy whole. I’d learned a lot living with Daddy, and while I couldn’t do it often, sometimes I managed to get him entirely inside my mouth. It earned me an actual gasp from Daddy.
“Are you okay, Jean-Paul?” Mr. Elwood stepped backward.
Daddy cleared his throat and tapped on the desk, obviously a gesture for me to cut it out, but I wasn’t going to do that. I didn’t care if I got punished later, I wanted to torture Daddy in my own way. Cupping his balls in my palm, I squeezed them gently, rolling the sack in my hand as I continued to suck and lick at his hard flesh.
“Fine, sir. Perfectly fine.”
“Mm-hmm.” Mr. Elwood didn’t sound like he believed him. “I just wanted to check in with you before I went home. You should think about packing up as well. It’s nearing five.”
“Yes, sir, I can do that.”
Mr. Elwood laughed again as he turned, and I watched his shadow as he walked away. “Oh, by the way, Max is under the desk. Just thought you should know. I’ll lock the door on my way out.” His laughter grew louder as he left.
“Damn it,” Daddy muttered as he wheeled his chair back. I went with him, crawling so his cock stayed in my mouth. “Boy, I’m going to spank you for that.”
I blinked innocently at him and licked a stripe up the underside of his rigid flesh. “Daddy, you didn’t tell me to stop.”
“You know I couldn’t.” He didn’t look angry, and his face softened as he cupped my cheek. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”
“Please fuck my mouth, Daddy. Let me be your cum dumpster. Fill my throat.”
“Fuck. Vane will never let me live it down,” he muttered.
I smiled. “So? He and Jaxson fuck in his office all the time. Did you know he likes Jaxson wearing a pregnancy belly?”
Daddy’s eyes widened and he tilted his head at me. I stroked up his cock, rubbing circles over the crown.
“It’s true. I overheard them talking. They didn’t even know I was there.” I flashed him the cheekiest smile I could manage. “Mr. Elwood and Jaxson have this thing where Jaxson wears a pregnant belly, and Mr. Elwood pretends to knock him up.”
“Well, that’s… different.”
I kissed his slit and blinked up at him. “Fuck my mouth, please?”
