My eyes snapped open and I looked down the length of my body to find him positioned between my legs, ass up in the air, mouth wrapped around my cock. The blankets had been pushed down to my thighs, and early morning light filtered through the curtains, illuminating the scene in soft grey tones.
He was naked except for the plug still seated in his ass. His good shoulder was braced against the mattress while his injured one was carefully positioned to avoid strain, and his head was bobbing slowly, taking me deeper with each pass.
“Fuck,” I breathed, voice rough with sleep.
He pulled off just enough to look up at me, lips shiny and swollen, eyes dark with intent. “Morning, Daddy.”
That sent heat straight to my already hard cock. “What are you doing?”
“What's it look like?” He licked a slow stripe up the underside of my shaft. “Woke up wanting you in my mouth.”
“Fuck, Jace?—”
He took me back in before I could finish the sentence, and whatever protest I might have had died in my throat. His mouth was hot and perfect, tongue working the sensitive underside while he sucked with just the right amount of pressure. He knew exactly what he was doing, had clearly been awake long enough to get me fully hard before I'd even surfaced from sleep.
I reached down and tangled my fingers in his hair, not guiding, just needing to touch him. He moaned around my cock, and the vibration made my hips jerk involuntarily.
“Easy,” he murmured, pulling off again. “Let me.”
I forced myself to relax back against the pillows and just watch. Watch him work me over with single-minded focus, head bobbing in a steady rhythm. Watch the way his ass shifted with each movement, the plug catching the light. Watch the muscles in his back flex as he braced himself and took me deeper.
He looked obscene like this. Debauched. Absolutely perfect.
“You're so fucking beautiful,” I said, voice strained.
He hummed around my cock in response and went deeper, nose pressing against my pelvis as he took me all the way down his throat. I felt him swallow around me, felt the constriction, and had to grip the sheets with my free hand to keep from thrusting up.
“That's it. Take it all. Such a good boy for Daddy.”
He pulled back slowly, gasping for air, and I watched a string of saliva connect his lips to the head of my cock. “Want you to come in my mouth.”
“You want my come?”
“Yes, Daddy. Please. Want to taste you.”
The please did something to me. I tightened my grip in his hair and guided him back down, setting a faster pace. He took it eagerly, relaxing his throat and letting me use his mouth.
The plug shifted slightly as he adjusted his position. His own cock hanging heavy between his legs, already hard and leaking. The sight of him like this was almost too much.
“Touch yourself,” I ordered. “Want to see you stroke that cock while you suck me.”
He reached down immediately, wrapping his good hand around himself and stroking in time with the movement of his mouth. The dual stimulation made him moan, and the vibration shot straight through my cock.
“Fuck, that's perfect. You're perfect. Taking my cock so well.”
I watched him work himself, watched the way his ass clenched around the plug with each stroke, watched his whole body start to tremble with need. He was getting close. I could tell by the way his rhythm faltered, by the desperate little sounds he was making around my cock.
“Not yet,” I growled. “You don't come until I do. Understand?”
He whimpered but nodded, hand slowing on his cock.
“Good boy. Now take me deeper. Want to come down your throat.”
He relaxed his jaw and let me slide all the way in, nose pressed against my pelvis, and the tight heat of his throat was exactly what I needed. I felt my orgasm building fast, coiling tight at the base of my spine.
“That's it. Stay just like that. Gonna fill your throat. Gonna give you every drop.”
My hips jerked up involuntarily and he took it, swallowing around me, and that was what sent me over the edge.
