steadying the erratic rise and fall of my chest and Daddy’s hand on my back, ignoring the pressure
filling my ass.
“Good boy,” he praised me. The bed dipped beside me and I made the mistake of turning my head
and opening my eyes. Daddy’s cock was right there, red and throbbing, and I couldn’t wait to taste
him. “I can’t wait to get you on your knees.”
I wasted no time moving between his legs. Before I could drop to my knees, Daddy curled his
hands around my wrists. I whimpered when the movement caused the massager to graze my prostate
again. My cock thickened, precum pouring from the head, and I knew I was seconds away from
coming. Now Daddy was the one who was distracted. “Such a good boy. I wasn’t sure you’d be able
to obey me when I told you not to touch yourself. But you did, didn’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy.” He bent down, wrapping his hand around my shaft. I groaned when he dragged his
thumb through my slit, gathering the evidence of my arousal. I couldn’t watch when he licked the pad
of his thumb clean. My dick pulsed, my balls tightened, and I had no clue how I was supposed to hold
back any longer.
“Will you be able to pay attention to what you’re doing like that?” He bent down, blowing cool
air over my shaft. I scooted back, desperate to get away from him before I came. His fingers clamped
down on my forearm. “Easy, baby. Don’t run from me.”
“I’m going to come if you keep doing that,” I warned him. Perhaps I should have been
embarrassed by my whiny, needy tone, but I didn’t need to be with him. Daddy seemed to get even
harder the more keyed up I became.
“We can’t have that, now can we?” He leaned back, digging under the pillows. I gulped when he
dangled a thin strap of leather from one finger. “Lucky for you, I knew you’d be a greedy boy tonight.
Put your hands behind your back.”
It was nearly impossible to breathe as Daddy stroked my length a few more times, drawing me
even closer to the edge. I flinched as he snapped the leather around my shaft and balls.
“Thank you, Daddy.” He quirked an eyebrow, warning me to watch my tone. I couldn’t help it. I
felt as if I’d been waiting all night to come, and now he was going to tease me even longer.
“You’re welcome.” He crooked a finger, beckoning me closer. “If you behave, I’ll take that off
later so you can finally come. Do you want that?”
“If it’s what you want.”
