“Fuck—Jace—swallow it?—”
I came hard, pulsing down his throat, and he took everything. Swallowed every drop while his throat worked around my cock, milking me through the aftershocks. When I was finally spent, he pulled off slowly and licked his lips, looking up at me with dark, satisfied eyes.
“Good boy,” I breathed. “Now get up here. My turn.”
He crawled up my body carefully, cock hard and leaking, and I pulled him into a kiss. I could taste myself on his tongue, salt and musk, and it made me groan into his mouth.
“On your back,” I said when we broke apart. “Let me take care of you.”
He rolled over, positioning himself on the pillows with his good shoulder supported, and spread his legs for me. His cock was flushed dark, curving up toward his stomach, precome leaking steadily from the tip.
I settled between his legs and wrapped my hand around the base of his cock. “You've been so good for me. Took my cock so well. Swallowed everything I gave you.”
“Please, Daddy?—”
“I know what you need.” I leaned down and licked a stripe up his shaft, tasting the salt of his precome. “Gonna make you come so hard.”
I took him in my mouth, no teasing, just straight down until he hit the back of my throat. He cried out, hips bucking up, and I had to press them back down to the mattress.
“Stay still. Let Daddy take care of this cock.”
I worked him with everything I had—lips, tongue, throat—taking him deep and sucking hard. His hands fisted in my hair, not pushing, just holding on like I was the only thing keeping him grounded.
“Grant—fuck—Daddy—I'm so close?—”
I reached down between his legs and pressed gently against the base of the plug. The pressure made him gasp, made hiswhole body tense, and I felt his cock swell even thicker in my mouth.
“Come for me,” I said, pulling off just long enough to get the words out. “Come in Daddy's mouth.”
I took him back down and sucked hard while pressing on the plug again, and he shattered.
“Fuck—Daddy—I'm—oh god?—”
He came with a broken cry, spilling hot and thick down my throat. I swallowed it all, working him through it, not stopping until he was trembling and oversensitive and trying to push me away.
When I finally released him, he was boneless against the pillows, chest heaving, eyes glazed with satisfaction.
“You okay?” I asked, pressing a kiss to his hip.
“Better than okay.” His voice was wrecked. “That was—fuck.”
I smiled and kissed my way back up his body until I could claim his mouth again. We kissed slow and deep, tasting each other, and I felt him relax completely in my arms.
After a moment, I shifted and ran my hand down his side to his ass. “We should take this out before we shower.”
“Yeah.” He tensed slightly. “Be gentle?”
“Always.”
I helped him roll onto his side and positioned myself behind him. My hand smoothed over the curve of his ass, appreciating the view one more time, before I gripped the base of the plug.
“Breathe out for me.”
He did, and I pulled gently. The plug slid out slowly, and I heard him hiss at the stretch. When it was free, I set it aside and watched as my come from last night started to leak out of his hole.
“Fuck, that's hot,” I muttered.
“Pervert.”
