“Yes, Daddy,” I responded breathlessly.
He paid the same attention to the other side. He slid his fingers up the straps of the bralette, pushing them off my shoulders. The fabric bound my arms to my sides, which I had no doubt was his plan so I couldn’t tease him before he let me.
Right about the time I swore he was going to make me come just from nipple play, he slid lower. He dipped his tongue into my belly button, swirling it around. When he licked and kissed his way across the top of my leather skirt, I nearly lost my mind. His mouth wasn’t even touching my skin, but there was something erotic about watching him play. I propped myself up as much as I could with my arms bound, needing a better look.
He left the skirt on as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of my panties. Him leaving me partially dressed while he was naked was the perfect combination of sweet and filthy. Even though he wasn’t rushing, it almost felt like he was too eager to bother stripping me. A whimper caught in my throat when he lifted the lace to his nose. “Fuck, boy, you smell delicious. I think it’s time for me to get a good taste of all of you.”
I blinked a few times, wondering if he meant what I thought he did. John had no qualms about stretching my ass with his fingers or toys, but so far, anything more had been a no-go until now. The way his tongue worked the rest of my body, I was desperate to feel him spearing my hole, slicking me as he readied me to take his cock.
John hooked his arms under my legs, giving me a sharp tug down the bed. I fell back, planting my feet on the mattress when he spread my legs wide. His thumbs dipped into my crease, pulling so my hole was on display for him. He kissed his way down my shaft, then took each of my balls into his mouth. I couldn’t help but keep thinking how impossible it was that he’d never been with a guy before me; he was too damn talented with that mouth. I nearly came off the bed when he covered his teeth with his lips and bit down on the skin right behind one of my nuts. It was crazy that something like that had me ready to shoot off all over his face.
The worshiping, as he called it, continued as he pressed my legs back and as wide as they’d go, exposing my hole to him. I felt his breath hitch as he stared at the puckered flesh. I wanted to reach out for him, but my damn arms were still restrained. Too much longer and I was going to rip the damn bralette myself. I needed to feel a—
Holy fuck!
He flicked at my entrance, tentatively at first, then with more confidence. I was practically bent in half when he said, “Can you hold your legs, baby? I need my hands for this.”
I wasn’t sure, but I’d either hold them or get the world’s kinkiest abs workout because I wasn’t about to fail him. He pushed my legs back a bit further, guiding my hands to the backs of my thighs.
“Goddamn,” he muttered as he lowered himself between my legs again. His thumbs dipped into my hole, stretching me. He pressed the pointed tip of his tongue inside and did some little wiggle motion with it that had me thrashing from one side to the other. It had never felt like this.
But he didn’t stop there. The stretch became painful as he pulled the sides of my opening wider. Leaving one thumb in my ass, he pulled the other away. I heard him sucking on his finger. My cock was probably leaking all over my pretty skirt. Hopefully, it was easy to clean because I couldn’t stop myself now.
“Daddy, I’m going to come,” I cried out when he went straight to two fingers shoved deep inside of me. He bent his fingers, twisting until he found my prostate. He pegged me time and again, not slowing down when I pleaded with him.
Then, the fingers were gone. He kissed and sucked the globes of my ass as he slowly inserted one finger in me again. “You like that, princess? Want Daddy to let you come now so you’ll last longer once I give you something bigger to play with?”
“Please,” I begged, thinking he was ignoring me when he buried his face in my crack again, sucking and kissing my hole. Spit trickled down my crack.
I screamed when he shoved his fingers inside again and cracked his palm against my ass. “I don’t think you’re ready yet.”
“I am,” I insisted. “I’m so fucking hard it hurts!”
“But you’re still able to speak. That must mean I’m not doing a good enough job,” he teased before pressing the flat of his tongue over my hole. “You’re so damn greedy for something in your ass. That’s going to be fun to play with. What would you think of me filling you with my seed and then plugging you before you go to work?”
I froze, not sure I was ready to take that step. I couldn’t draw a full breath. My cock couldn’t decide whether to run away and hide or explode. That was a massive step, one I wasn’t sure I’d ever be ready to take. I’d made promises when I was younger, and I wasn’t going to go back on those, no matter how desperately I wanted to feel his thick length inside of me.
“I’m not talking tonight, baby,” he reassured me. My legs fell to the sides as he blanketed me with his body. He brushed the sweat-dampened hair away from my forehead. “Shit. I keep screwing this up. I want to go slow with you, but you give me so many ideas.”
“You haven’t ruined anything,” I promised, squirming to free one of my arms from their confines. I cupped his cheek, drawing him down to kiss me. He hesitated, as if remembering where his mouth had just been. Lucky for him, I had zero qualms about tasting myself on my man. I pressed my tongue into his mouth, sucking on his tongue the same way I would if it was his cock. When he pressed on my shoulders to break the kiss, I dug my fingers into the back of his neck. “I swear, if I’d gone online and built a man who could give me everything I wanted, you’re who they would have delivered. Now, will youpleasegive me your cock? I’m dying here.”
“I’m probably not going to last long,” he warned me. Cold air assaulted my body when he shifted to reach into the nightstand. I felt like Pavlov’s dog with the way my hole clenched when I heard the snick of the lube opening.
He squirted some onto the pads of his fingers and thrust inside of me. My body ached for him, but I knew better than to rush him through this part. He might not be the biggest guy I’d ever had, but I could do without a repeat of the last time I was with someone close to his size. Then again, that may have had something to do with the fucker being so drunk he didn’t realize only one of us came, and it wasn’t me.
John’s hands shook as he opened the condom wrapper. I took it from him, tearing it as I scooted upright. “Will you let me help you? Please, Daddy?”
“When you ask so sweetly, how can I refuse?” He braced his hands against the wall over my head, moaning as I stroked his shaft a few times. He glared down at me. “You keep that shit up and tonight’s not going to end well.”
“That sounds like a threat, Daddy,” I teased, blowing him a kiss. “Too bad for you, your boy hasn’t found a punishment he doesn’t like so far.”
“That’s not the sort of ending I’m talking about,” he clarified. He tucked his chin to his chest, and I realized what he meant.
“Lucky for you, I’m well aware of your typical stamina.” I quickly rolled the latex down his shaft. Rather than slicking him up, I held out a hand for the lube.
He watched with rapt attention as I inserted two well-lubed fingers inside my hole. We probably had enough lube for me to take his dick and another guy’s at the same time, but I wanted to make sure there were no issues, so I added a bit more. John curled his fingers around the base of his cock, eventually clenching his eyes shut so he couldn’t see how I was toying with him.
“I’m ready now,” I told him. I hitched my arms under my legs, exposing myself for him. Remembering that this was his first time, I offered some helpful hints. “Take your time. You can’t just ram it all in there.”
