“Fine. Just one more thing not going the way it’s supposed to,” I muttered, climbing back onto the bed, carefully this time, and rolling to my side. I still wanted to get off—I was still a very sexually driven man in my prime, after all—but I no longer felt the same sense of urgency.
For a change, it was Ryan hurrying things along. “Grab the lube, sweetheart. I’ll make you forget about everything that’s worrying you.”
I followed his directions as Daddy guided me through prepping my hole and then slicking up the toy. My eyes rolled back in my head as I pushed it past the ring of muscle. Just the shape of it was hitting all the right spots; I couldn’t wait until he turned on the vibration again.
“That feels good, doesn’t it?” he asked once the toy was seated fully inside my body.
“So good,” I panted.
“Put on the jock, sweetheart,” he instructed next. “I want to see that gorgeous ass framed for me.”
I hissed as I tried to arrange my junk in the cup. It wasn’t easy with as hard as I was, and even with the pressure from the rings, I felt ready to lose control.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful like that. So needy for me.”
“Always,” I admitted. Knowing what his next direction would be, I climbed onto the bed with my ass facing the camera. I spread my legs so he could get a good look at what he was doing to me. My back arched when my insides were jolted by the vibrator. “Fuck, Daddy. I’m too close.”
“But you’ll wait until I give you permission, won’t you?” he demanded in his bossy, gravelly tone. “You wouldn’t want to come before you’re allowed and then have to go even longer before the next orgasm, right?”
“No, Daddy. I’ll wait,” I promised.
“Good boy.” Another door closed. “Put on the blindfold and fold your arms in front of you. Stick that ass in the air for Daddy.”
I closed my eyes behind the blindfold, imagining Daddy really was standing behind me. Any moment, he’d reach out and tease his fingers through my crease. My breathing grew slow and steady, and my mind drifted to that peaceful place only Ryan could achieve.
14
Ryan
It tookevery ounce of self-control I could muster to keep from breaking down the door. I’d paid an outrageous amount of money for a last-minute flight this morning when Jack declared everything was good to go at Club DeSires. It had been an agonizing month away from my boy, and it was killing me to be so close but so far away.
“Hey,” Mav greeted me as he slipped out of the apartment, leaving the door cracked open. I pressed a finger to my lips, reminding him that Tanner was on the line. Of course, I had my boy so worked up, I wasn’t sure he’d have noticed if Mav had been shouting that I was standing in their hallway. Mav lowered his voice to a whisper. “I’ll be out all night.”
Thank you,I mouthed before turning my attention to the remote in my hand.
“Do you have the blindfold on, sweetheart?” I asked as I stepped into the apartment. It was a longshot that this would work, but so far, everything was going according to plan. Before today, I’d planned to play with him over video chat, but this was a million times better.
“Yes, Daddy,” he whimpered. Fuck, I loved it when he was this turned on. He sounded about a minute away from sobbing, begging me to let him come.
Soon, my sweet boy.
I quickly toed off my shoes as I continued telling him how pretty he was and switched the massager to a more intense setting. I had to turn down the volume on my phone to keep him from noticing the echo until my earbuds connected. “That’s it, Tanner. Fuck yourself for me. Let me see how you want me to drill into that tight hole.”
Tanner reached between his legs, pulling the toy out as much as his position would allow, before slowly gliding it back into his passage. His face was buried against the mattress between his arms. A flimsy door was all the separated us, and I hoped he’d forgive me for not rushing in there the moment I arrived. This was too much fun.
“What else do you want Daddy to do to you, Tanner? Would you let me slide a finger in next to my cock?” I pressed the heel of my hand against my dick to take the edge off. Round one wasn’t going to take long tonight. But that was okay because I didn’t plan on leaving his cramped bedroom any more than absolutely necessary for the next few days.
“Oh fuck,” Tanner cried out, loud enough my ears rang. “Please, Daddy. Want to feel you stretching me wide, owning my ass.”
“Ialwaysown that pretty ass,” I reminded him. “Whether I have you stuffed so full you think you’re going to split in two or so empty you think you’ll die if I don’t let you put something up there.”
“Are—Daddy?” he stammered, and I realized I’d fucked up. I’d made sure he couldn’t hear the echo of his own pleasure, but in my lust-addled mind, I’d forgotten to keep far enough away he couldn’t hear me.
So much for surprises.
I slowly pushed the door open, bracing myself when Tanner bolted off the bed and practically flew into my arms. “Hey, sweetheart.”
“What are you doing here? I thought you were supposed to be in big, important meetings all week. How long are you staying? Why did you make me play with myself when you were right outside the door?” The questions never seemed end, but they were sprinkled in between the sweetest, sloppiest kisses, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
