“Daddy,” he shouted, almost jackknifing upright as a flood of precum shot into the back of my throat.
I pulled off, grinning. “Careful, sweetheart. Daddy hasn’t said you could come again yet.”
He stared at me wide-eyed and dazed for a moment, then a gorgeous full body shudder rippled through him. “I’ll be good,”he whispered. Then he licked his lips, his cheeks flushing such a deep shade of pink it almost rivaled the color of his engorged cock. “May I… may I please come when you fuck me, though?”
“Fuck,” I gritted out, grabbing myself through my boxer briefs as his shy, hopeful request almost made me lose it. “Yes, baby,” I finally rasped, breathing carefully through my nose as I took a minute to calm myself down before I touched him again. What this boy did to me.Jesus.
If I had my way, there would be plenty of time later for me to play with his cock and learn every last way I could make him moan for me, but right now I had to stop fooling myself about how much control I actually had around this sweet boy. If I was going to fuck him the way I’d been dreaming about, I needed to get inside that sweet little ass of his before one of his needy requests or erotically uninhibited responses tipped me over the edge and made me spill in my shorts like a teenager.
“Turn over,” I said… a mistake.
I grinned, not bothering to hide it since he couldn’t see, even though I kept my voice stern. Because oh, he’d done it, all right. Flipped right onto his belly the moment I’d told him to, obedient and eager as always.
I’d just forgotten to add that I didn’t want him humping the damn sofa as he presented his ass to me.
I swatted him, the sweet sting on my palm almost as satisfying as the delicious gasp it earned from Jack. “Settle, sweetheart. You know Daddy doesn’t want you getting yourself off. That’s my job. Put your knees under yourself and lift your ass up so your cock isn’t touching the cushions.”
He whined, fucking adorable, but did as I’d told him, looking like a goddamn wet dream as he spread his knees and arched his back, revealing his tight little hole to me like the treasure it was.
“Oh, you beautiful boy,” I said, holding his cheeks open wide as I ran my fingers over the tight little pucker, making it flex and quiver, as if it was begging me to use it. “Look at you.”
“Please fuck me, Daddy,” he begged, his whole body vibrating with his arousal. “I need your cock so bad. So,sobad.”
I spanked him again, because his ass looked fuckinggorgeousin red. “Patience. You’ll get what you need when Daddy decides to give it to you.”
And that for damn sure wouldn’t be until I’d prepared his tight little hole for me, no matter how sweetly he’d urged me to take him dry and raw back in the bedroom.
“Thank you, Daddy,” Jack said with a grateful-sounding sigh as the stinging smack eased all the tension out of his body. And Jesus, was there anything more perfect than seeing the sweet relief it gave him, every time I reminded him that I was in charge?
“That’s my good boy,” I praised him, rubbing the pink handprint I’d left on his smooth, pale ass cheek and then sliding my hand between his legs to pull his swollen, bound cock back through his legs. “You have no idea how beautiful you are like this,” I said as I fondled him, giving in to my own burning need for a moment and using my other hand to stroke myself at the same time. “You’re the boy I always dreamed of, sweet Jack.”
He made the most perfectly needy sound I’d ever heard in my goddamnlife, and it was so damn erotic that despite my best intentions, I was sorely tempted to give him exactly what he’d asked for, balls-deep and unprotected, right then and there.
I pushed air out through my teeth, pinching the head of my cock to calm the fuck down. That wasnotgoing to happen. I may not have ever fucked a man before, or had any experience with anal sex up until now, but Ihaddone a fair amount of… let’s call it “research.” Enough to understand that he did need prep, despite what he’d said to me earlier. And since I’dstashed the supplies I’d need to assist with that prep back in the bedroom, supplies that the concierge had conveniently sent up with our dinner since sex—especially the kind that would require lubrication—had been the furthest thing from my mind when I’d packed for this trip, there was no way I could take him out here on the sofa.
Then he made another one of those sounds, that tempting little hole of his winking right at me, and I grinned.
That didn’t mean I couldn’t give himsomethingwhile we were here, though.
10
JACK
I’d been rightabout dying if Daddy ever used his mouth on me. I just… just hadn’t realized he’d ever use itthere.
“Daddy,” I shouted. Um, at least in my head. I was pretty sure what actually came out of my mouth when I felt his tongue on my hole was something that made no sense at all and probably sounded like the death scream of a dying squirrel.
Then Daddy licked me.Lickedme. Right before he spread me wide with his huge hands and thrust his tongue into me like it was a cock.
I saw glitter. I may have also said a bad word in a very, very good way. And Idefinitelyburied my face in the super floofy decorative couch pillow and thrust my ass back without any shame, all the while thanking every god I’d ever heard anyone pray to that Daddy had tied my balls so tight, otherwise I’d have made a mess of the fancy couch and earned another spanking for disobeying him by coming without permission.
Annnnnnnnndddddd I really shouldn’t have been thinking about how hot it was every time he slapped my ass and reminded me to be good, not if I was going to actuallybegood, not whilehis tongue was in my butt.
“Mmmmmpphhh,” I said, biting the couch. I meant the cushion. I meant thefloof.
Daddy laughed, a low, sexy-slash-dangerous-sounding chuckle right up against my hole, and it felt so dang good that I gasped, just about choking myself on all that floofy pillowness as the vibrations from his laugh ricocheted through my body like some kind of pinball-of-horniness gone wild.
“You’ve got a sensitive hole, sweet boy,” Daddy said, rubbing a thumb over it as he pulled my cock back between my legs again and played with that, too. “And it’s fucking delicious.”
