Damien rose. He took Matthew’s hand in his and they shared a long, passionate kiss.
Emily cheered again.
“Bigg D asked if I’d take Emimi for ice cream and a walk in middle park,” Nadja said as she slipped by them on her way to the door. “We’ll definitely be gone about an hour and a half, maybe two hours if our big ole stompers don’t get sore. So, you know… you’ll probably want to start on Phase Four ASAP. See you lovebirds later.”
“Bye, Daddy. Bye, Mimi!” Emily cried. Nadja snagged her shoes and jacket on the way out. “It’s gonna be lotsa fun when you get married.”
“Bye, baby,” Matthew murmured, barely breaking from Damien’s lips. “I love you. Be good for Nadja, okay?”
“Love you, too, Daddy. I’ll be good.”
The door closed, leaving Matthew and Damien alone. Damien waggled an eyebrow. “So, Phase Four…”
With a whoop of unparalleled joy, Matthew jumped Damien, locking his thighs around his waist and kissing him hard. Damien laughed and staggered backward, then pushed Matthew against the door and moaned into his mouth. Both of them were still fully clothed, but Damien’s hips started to move, pushing his stiffened cock into Matthew in ways that left little to the imagination. Phase III had been accomplished, and by the feel of it, Phase IV was set to begin.
45
Matthew
Forcefully, but ever conscious of his comfort, Damien pushed Matthew against their floor-to-ceiling bedroom window. Matthew’s breath caught in his throat and his cock throbbed in anticipation. The chilled pane cooled his ass.
“We shouldn’t,” Matthew murmured through their kiss. New York was watching. If Damien kept him pinned to the window, they’d see it all. “Daddy…”
“Let them see,” Damien rasped. He kissed Matthew hard, forcing them both to silence, then pulled back. While his eyelids were heavy from the weight of his arousal, there was nothing sleepy about his eyes—the beast, the one who Matthew had set free, had returned for him, and it desired Matthew with an intensity that no one ever had.
Nude except for the ring on his finger, Matthew was ready to let it take him.
Matthew expected Damien to undress, hoist him up, and take him then and there. After the victory he’d achieved today, Matthew would have done the same. But at his core, Damien was and always would be his Daddy, and Matthew’s needs came first.
He dropped to his knees in front of Matthew, pressed a tender kiss to the inside of his thigh, then took Matthew’s cock into his mouth.
Pleasure burst within Matthew, and unable to hold it back, he moaned loudly and gripped Damien by the back of the head. Damien looked up at him with mischief in his eyes while his lips were sealed around the base of Matthew’s cock. With a swirl of his tongue, he strained to take Matthew deeper. Matthew made a wheezy sound somewhere between a laugh and a moan and pushed his hips into Damien’s mouth.
Today was Damien’s big day. They’d been planning it for months, but holding off until they knew for sure where Matthew would be accepted to college. By all rights, Damien should have been selfish, but he wasn’t. Even on the best day of his life, Matthew came first.
“Nngh.” Matthew dipped his chin, watching as Damien sucked him. Pleasure already tightened his balls. “Daddy… love you so much. I’m so proud of you.”
Damien hummed against his shaft, then drew back to run his tongue along the underside of Matthew’s crown. When Matthew moaned, he lingered there a little longer, then swallowed him again.
Pleasure blurred the passage of time. The windowpane against Matthew’s ass absorbed his body heat, a fact Matthew only noticed because every time he moved, his skin brushed against cold glass. Each tiny shock added to his experience until he knew he couldn’t hold back anymore. “Daddy, I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come in your mouth.”
Damien took Matthew’s hand from his head and backed off. The second the contact broke, Matthew’s orgasm waned. He let out a pitched whine and tried to draw Damien back, but Damien was already on his way to his feet. When he was upright, he guided Matthew’s hands to his belt, which Matthew fumbled to undo.
The promise of pleasure made him impatient, and his almost-orgasm left his hands trembling. All he wanted was for his Daddy to let him come, but Damien knew what was best for him, and he wasn’t willing to let Matthew go so easily.
When the tongue of the belt caught for the second time in one of the belt holes, Damien ran his hands delicately over Matthew’s in the same way he had at the hotel in Aurora. Through touch, he directed Matthew through undoing his belt and opening his fly. It made Matthew shiver—his Daddy wanted him to learn, and Matthew was so eager to please.
Damien’s pants fell. His shirt followed. After undoing all its buttons and Damien’s tie, Matthew pushed it from his shoulders. It pooled around Damien’s feet and was soon joined by his boxer-briefs, leaving him bare. Matthew’s gaze dipped from Damien’s face to his solid pecs, his abs, and finally to the cock eager to make Matthew its own.
One day soon, the man in possession of it all wouldn’t just be Matthew’s Daddy—he’d be his husband, too.
A moment was spent in prep—collecting, and then using, the lube from their bedside table—before Damien took Matthew in his arms and lifted him up, once more pushing him firmly against the glass. Matthew gasped and wrapped his legs around Damien’s waist for support only to gasp again as Damien thrust inside of him.
Stars exploded in front of Matthew’s eyes.
He panted and wiggled, trying his best to sink onto Damien’s shaft, but Damien held him firmly in place. Matthew’s ass flattened against the pane, and as it did, Damien bottomed out inside of him and started to pump.
“Fuck, baby,” Damien groaned. He nipped Matthew’s shoulder, then buried his nose in the crook of his neck. Matthew, overcome by the need to move but unable to do anything about it, let his head fall back against the window while Damien effortlessly fucked him.
