“That’s it, so good for me, fucking hell, sweet boy,” Daddy said as he slid in another half inch or so, stopping just shy of cutting off my air.
A dusky red crept up from the collar of his shirt, his skin flushing with heat as his eyes drilled into me. His cock was throbbing in my mouth, stretching it wide and flooding me with his flavor. He was definitely in charge… but he wasn’t unaffected.
My cock jerked in my shorts. Nothing,nothingwas better than knowing he was enjoying my mouth, and I leaned forward, just a bit, to remind him that I was all his.
He didn’t have to stop.
He didn’t have to go easy on me.
He could haveeverything.
I… I knew he wanted to do all the work, but I flexed my tongue, hollowed my cheeks just a bit, and?—
“Goddamn,” Daddy said with another groan, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it out of the way as his hips snapped forward. “Look at you.”
His cock slammed into the back of my throat and I whined, my whole body quivering as I tried to stop myself from getting greedy and trying to take more… or start begging… or reach for him.
Especially that last one.
Ididwant to be good, I did, but the way he was holding his shirt against his chest, rubbing it across his pecs as he started using my mouth a little harder, bared his thick body to me. There was just so much dark, warm skin—all covered in soft-looking hair that I’d give anything,anythingto rub myself against—that I had to dig my fingers into my thighs to stop myself from doing what I didn’t have permission for.
“You’re… you’re goddamn incredible, sweetheart,” Daddy said, panting a little as he slowly slid his cock back, dragging it over my tongue until I whimpered, then rammed it in again. “I could watch the way you take this all night.Jesus. No gag reflex at all.”
Not for years. And the way Daddy’s voice sounded so strained with need, his bottomless dark eyes suddenly blazing like an inferno as his cock pulsed even harder against my tongue? I was suddenlygladthat part of the price of staying with Max had been giving so many blowjobs. I’d do it all again, even though so many of them had made me cry, just to be able to have Daddy look at me like this.
“Can you take more, sweet boy?” Daddy asked, reaching down to stroke my throat even though he hadn’t pushed his cock into it yet. “Can you handle all of me?”
He wasn’t small. My jaw already ached. Iknewwhat a cock that size would do to my throat. But…yes. All the yeses. Yes times infinity. I wanted Daddy to wreck me, use me, take everything he wanted and then tell me how good I’d been for him after, and if there was one thing I knew I could do well, it was swallow a cock.
The way he’d treated me so carefully up until now had my stomach all twisted up—in agoodway, a fluttery, nervous, I-didn’t-understand-it-but-I-liked-it kind of way—but I definitely didn’t need him to be so gentle. Even when he’d started going hard, he was still way more careful than anyone I’d ever been with. But Ididtrust him, and now I wanted to feel overwhelmed by him. Totally and completely his.
I whined without meaning to, all the answer I could manage, and Daddy’s eyes blazed hot.
“I thought so,” he said, because somehow, he really did know everything I wanted, everything I needed, even though he’d kept my mouth too full for me to tell him properly. And Iknewheknew, because the smile he gave me was hot and dirty and warm and sweet, all at the same time. It made me tremble and ache andyearn. Then he pressed the back of my head forward and said, “Take what you need, sweetheart. Make Daddy come. Show me how much of my cock you want.”
How much?
All of it. All of it.Always.
His permission sent a cascade of sparks tumbling down my spine, lighting me up from the inside out, and Ilunged. I choked myself on his shaft, taking it so fast I forgot to breathe first.
Didn’t matter. I forced my throat to relax and took him deep and didn’t stop until my face was buried in his thick, trimmed pubes and his balls were wrapped around my chin.
The minute he bottomed out, my throat spasmed and my jaw started to burn and I forgot what breath evenwas, but it was worth it, because?—
“Fuck,” Daddy gritted out, dropping his shirt to grab my head with both hands. “You’re fucking… fuckingperfect.”
—because Daddy liked it, and my heart suddenly had wings.
Perfect? I’d show him perfect.
I swallowed, flexing my throat around his thick, girthy shaft and humming to let the vibrations stroke him.
He cursed again, then started to pant, his cock thickening and throbbing against my tongue as he held me against him and ground his hips into my face, finally using me the way he should. Like I reallydidbelong to him. Like maybe, just maybe, he’d meant all of it.
I swallowed around his cock again, using my tongue and my throat and every trick I’d ever learned to make Daddy feel good. A faint buzzing sounded in my ears and my own cock was on the verge of going off untouched, every sensation in my painfully aroused body escalating and multiplying and turningneonfrom the lack of oxygen.
My vision darkened at the edges, but I just worked Daddy’s cock even harder. I didn’t care if I passed out. I wanted to earn his cum. I wanted to be good for him the way he’d told me to. I wanted to feel him shoot down my throat and praise me afterward. I wanted?—
