“Oh yeah, I want to see you do it. Wait.” I went to the low dresser on the right side of the room and opened the top drawer where I kept my handkerchiefs—and my supplies. I took out a bottle of lube and tossed it over to him, and I was surprised that he easily caught it. I grabbed a box of condoms and took it with me as I stalked over to the bed.
He’d already slicked up his palm, and I loved watching him carefully coat his fat cock, especially since it was so large compared to the rest of him. It was a surprising delight. He expertly started at the base, twisting his hand, and slathered the gel upward until his flesh was shiny. He used both hands, and I couldn’t get enough of the enthusiastic way he gripped himself. A little grin stretched across his lips as he spread his legs and got into it, stroking the shaft with the left one and squeezing his cockhead with the right.
He stared at me with his heels on the bed and his knees bent just enough that I could imagine fucking him that way, and all the blood in my body rushed south so fast I heard my pulse pounding in my ears.
“Daddy, I thought you wanted to do things with me?” He stared up at me and a furrow formed between his brows.
“I am. Daddy wants to see how you touch yourself. This way I know what you like.”
He moaned and dropped his head back against a pillow, then really let loose. The hand wrapped around his cock flew and he swirled his thumb around his slit. When his thighs started to strain and he began to have a hard time breathing, I crawled onto the bed.
“Daddy says stop.”
“Fuck. No.” He shook his head and bit his lip, still jerking off. “Please, Daddy. I need to come.”
“Winter, I said stop,” I growled out.
His stomach muscles trembled and he dropped his cock. I expected him to be angry, but there was something close to pain glinting in his eyes instead, and I hated that. “Daddy, I want it.”
“Let me take care of you, sunshine. I’m going to fuck you to make you feel good.”
He grinned and nodded. “Yes, please. You’re right. It’s been an awful twenty-four hours, and I want to feel better.”
My chest went tight, but I shook off the feeling. I hadn’t really expected too much from him since we hadn’t known each other long, and it was fine if he needed someone to support him and make him empty his balls while his life was falling apart. Maybe we could talk about a more permanent arrangement sometime soon if he had a good time now.
Or maybe I was insane for thinking he was ready for a full-time Daddy after half a blowjob and one exhibitionist show.
The lube bottle had somehow gotten on the other side of the bed, so I stretched over to get it, and he peppered kisses across my pecs, then swiped his tongue over my nipple. Theideaof his mouth on my tit got to me more than anything else because my nips weren’t the most sensitive, but he moaned when I stopped and let him latch on for a second. He grazed his teeth over my nub, and I pulled back.
“Naughty boy. I didn’t say you could do that.”
His eyes widened. “I’m sorry, Daddy.” He licked his lips and darted a glance at my chest, though, and I thought he might be the type of boy who enjoyed keeping his mouth busy. Pleasure twisted through me. This discovery of his quirks was a soft joy that I couldn’t quite put into words, but I liked it as much as having his cock in my mouth.
“I forgive you,” I murmured, and the relief that flashed across his expression had my stomach jumping with anticipation.
This was going to be so fantastic. I dumped a good amount of lube on my fingers, then settled in and teased my hand between his legs. He was quick to tilt his ass up and give me full access with a smirk.
“You know what you like, huh?” I asked with a laugh.
He glanced away and shrugged as I began to circle his hole with my slick fingers. Winter flashed me a tremble of a smile and his eyes closed. He drew his bottom lip into his mouth. I rubbed against his rim, waiting for him to relax. I’d been with men who took a bit longer than others to let me in, and I was patient enough, but when a few minutes went by and he was still sealed up tighter than a drum, I leaned down to kiss his mouth. I kept teasing him until he let go of that bottom lip, and then I sucked on it.
“Winter?”
He shuddered as I tapped his hole, eyes still firmly shut. “Yes, Daddy?”
I shook my head and thought about telling him not to call me that for a few minutes, because I needed to ask what was going on in his head that was keeping him from letting me into his sweet body, but I wanted to be his Daddy—all day long. I cleared my throat. “Sunshine, you gotta let me in.” I nudged the tip of one finger against his entrance again.
“What do you mean?” He opened his eyes and stared at me. “Just do it. You know, just fuck me.”
“What do you think is going to happen here?” I lifted an eyebrow.
“You’re going to fuck me.” He teased his fingers across my dick where it was still stuck in my boxers.
I nodded. “Okay, and what are you imagining happening when I do that?” I brushed his hair back from his forehead and swirled my middle finger harder around his hole, pressing firmly, but nope, I still wasn’t getting in there.
“Uh....” The flush on his face grew brighter. “I know what happens when people have sex.”
I nodded. “Okay. Have you ever been with a man?”
