My cock throbbed so hard I almost fucked myself over and lost it again. “How would you keep me from coming, Daddy?”
He grinned. “We’ll talk about it later. Right now—” He took off his winter coat and tossed it on the floor. The suit coat went next. His eyes burned with intensity while he lowered his zipper and pulled his thick cock out, and I was right back on the edge again, fighting the cuffs. He was fucking sexy in a white dress shirt and suit pants with his hard-on sticking out, ready to fuck into me. He opened the condom and unrolled it down his shaft while I watched and spread my legs wider for him.
“You felt so good the other night, Daddy. I loved it. I loved it so much.”
“Daddy loved it, too, baby,” he said, flashing me a warm smile. I bit my lip and wanted to help him as he slathered lube on his cock, but all I could do was wriggle my fingers.
“This would be easier if you were on your belly, boy, but Daddy wants to see your pretty face.” He leaned down and kissed me, his lips a harsh takeover of my body. I gasped when he slid his left arm under my thigh and moved it up onto his shoulder, and then he slipped his fingers between my asscheeks. The lube was warm by the time he worked it into my body, and unlike the first night, he didn’t tease my hole very long before he slid his other arm under my leg and lifted me in the air.
RJ didn’t fuck me, so much as move me around and ease me onto his cock. He felt like a tree trunk going into my ass because his cockhead was so wide, but I took deep breaths and tried to relax. The way he filled my body blew my mind as he strained and gritted his teeth, moving me on his dick. The few brain cells I had available for something other thanoohingandaahingover the way he was pinging my P-spot, allowed me to think that maybe he was fucking me this way to save his leg from getting bumped around. But then he was moving me faster and drilling perfectly into my hole.
All I could do was feel.
“Love this.” I looked down and could see the root of his cock because of the angle he had me tilted. His pants were open, and the cloth framing the action happening between us was a reminder that we were doing something dirty and so very right. He growled and dropped me onto the bed, covering my body with his, and the second he shoved his tongue into my mouth and fucked my lips with it, like his dick was filling my ass, my body flashed hotter than a bolt of lightning. Everything in me tensed. For a few seconds I couldn’t breathe. I tugged hard on the cuffs.
“Daddy, it’s too good.” I sobbed.
“Come on my cock, boy,” he growled out, smashing our bodies together faster. My toes curled and I listened to my Daddy. My balls drew up and a bubble of heat burst in my stomach as my cockhead tingled and electric fire slashed out through me. He fucked the cum out of my balls, and I pumped a sticky puddle onto my belly.
RJ groaned and grasped my hips hard. It hurt a bit, but I didn’t care.
“Please, Daddy. Fill me up, Daddy,” I whispered.
“Fuck, Winter,” he snarled, then covered my mouth with his as his cock swelled bigger and harder in my ass. I could feel him twitching inside me and his fingers on my hips tensed and relaxed in the same mesmerizing tempo. Minutes danced by in a haze. His lips softened on my mouth and he carefully pulled out of me.
“Oh, baby boy, you’re so precious,” he said, brushing my hair off my forehead. “Fuck, Winter, you’re everything.”
Smiling, I jerked on the makeshift cuffs, but I was actually disappointed when he removed them from around my wrists. He dragged me firmly against his chest. I felt weird—good and sad, all at the same time.
“What’s wrong?” RJ kissed my cheek.
“I loved that.” I smiled at him.
“Good.”
“I wanted you to put your cum in me,” I said. My cheeks burned.
He kissed my forehead. “There’s no hurry.”
“Should I like being tied up, Daddy?”
RJ ran his thumb along my cheek and studied my face. “We only have to make ourselves happy. We didn’t hurt anyone. You’re the most beautiful boy when you’re coming.”
I held on to him as hard as I could and never wanted to let go.
12
RJ
There wasa light rapping on the door. The room was dark when my eyes snapped open, and I fumbled for my gun and grabbed it, hissing as I sat up.
“What’s going on?” Winter asked, voice a tired slur.
“It’s okay, baby. Daddy’s gonna check. You’re safe.”
Winter grumbled under his breath and rolled over.
I smiled and turned on the lamp next to the bed. Pain stabbed my right calf and I glanced down at the thick white bandage that didn’t let me see the wound still giving me hell. I pulled on my boxers, then walked toward the door while holding in a string of swear words, limping to save some pain for later. I should’ve changed the bandage last night, but I hadn’t gone home. With a quick check of the windows, it hit me that it was still dark. A glance at my watch let me know it was a little after five in the morning.
