He shook his head.
“Woman?”
Another headshake.
“Anyone?”
He raised his hands and wriggled his fingers. “Does this count, Daddy?” He swallowed hard enough that I could hear the click of his throat.
“Why didn’t you say anything?” I murmured.
“Didn’t want you to stop. I want it.” He wrapped a hand around the back of my neck and pulled me in for a kiss, which I allowed, since I needed it as much as he did. I hadn’t exactly been ravaging him like an animal earlier, but I found myself wanting to be tender with him, and I slid my arm under his head, cradling him closer. I drew his leg up onto my hip and toyed with his ass while I sucked on his tongue.
“Good boys who tell the truth get rewards,” I whispered against his lips. “Can you let me inside so I can give you one? Push out. Relax. Trust me.”
He nodded, and finally—finally—I got a finger in the tight heaven of his hole. I had no idea how long I played with him—stretching him, toying with his P-spot—but eventually he ground his cock against my abdomen, then fucked back on my fingers in a steady rhythm that was driving me close to the brink.
“I want to be in this ass when you come. I want you to draw a direct connection to that deep prostate pleasure and my dick. I want you to come after me any time you’re horny and beg me to fix it for you. That’s what your Daddy wants, sunshine.”
“Daddy, please.” He moaned when I tugged my fingers free. I’d managed to get three into him. He sucked little kisses onto my throat. I could die happy right now. I pressed my lips to his and loved the way his mouth molded to mine and how he softly whimpered. One night with him wouldn’t be enough. Hell, a year might not be enough.
“Daddy has you,” I murmured.
“I’ve been lonely, Daddy.” He kissed the corner of my mouth.
“Do you need someone to take care of you, sweet boy?” I stroked his cock and loved how he squirmed against me.
“Yes, Daddy,” he said, then pressed his lips to mine again. Now that I knew he hadn’t been with anyone else I could tell he was running on primal urges, but that only meant he would be devastating as a lover once he had some experience. He would make the best boy.
It was all too much. I rolled Winter flat onto his back and shoved at my underwear. He helped me get the boxers down my thighs, and then I kicked them off. He reached for my dick, and I was happy as hell to let him map out the territory since I was going to put it directly into his teeny-tiny asshole.
“Can you take this off, too?” He tugged at my leather holster, which I’d forgotten about. “I hate violence, but this is fire.” I was stunned when he arched off the bed and kissed the grip of my Glock. My cock gave a throb, and I could feel the hot dribble of precum pearling in my slit.
“You know I’ll protect you, right? I’ll keep you alive during this mess.”
He nodded. “Yes, Daddy. Thank you, Daddy.”
I took the gun out of the holster, intending to put it on the nightstand. He snagged my wrist and kissed along the barrel, watching me the entire time. My balls tightened and I’d never wanted to be in a man so much. I wasn’t sure I would make it at this rate. I grabbed my cock at the base and held it tight, shuddering as he ran his soft cheek against the black metal of my gun.
“No more, sunshine. That isn’t safe, baby boy. It’s not a toy.” I set the gun on the nightstand pointed away from us, and he grasped the leather holster, using all his strength to drag me down on top of him.
“Fuck me, Daddy, please,” he whispered into my ear, voice quavering.
“Let me get the condom,” I said, feeling stupid and out of control.
“Daddy, just you. Fill me up.”
“You want Daddy’s sauce in your ass?” I asked him, and he smirked and leaned back to look me in the eye. “I’m asking, is it okay, Winter? I’m negative.”
He nodded. “I trust you, Daddy.”
I closed my eyes because he really shouldn’t put that much faith in me, not right away, not with barely knowing me, and while I wanted this more than anything, his nature was exactly how Vance had fucked him over and weaseled into his life. That dickwad was still the fucking sneak thief I’d proven him to be ten years ago. Then I’d felt the pain of his knife slicing across my throat. I snagged a condom from the box and opened it. Winter pouted as I slid it on.
“If you still want Daddy’s sauce in your tight little hole later, I’ll do it. I promise.” I kissed him and licked deeply into his mouth, trying to make up for not being bare in his ass by eating as much of the rest of him as possible.
He nodded. “Make me come, Daddy. Fuck me as hard as you want.”
“Oh, be careful what you tell bad men like me to do with you,” I said, lips brushing his.
