Dayton groans, his hips rolling into my fist. “Fare, please…”
“You taste divine,” I murmur against his sensitive flesh before swirling my tongue around the weeping head, lapping up the pearly drops.
Dayton gasps. I take him deep, relaxing my throat to accept his length. He stretches my lips, but I moan, reveling in the weight of him on my tongue.
I bob, taking him deeper each time. Dayton is babbling now, broken praises and pleas. His hands bury themselves in my hair, tugging just the way I like.
I pull off him, my hand continuing to pump his spit-slick shaft. “I love how you fall apart for me. The powerful Summer Prince reduced to a desperate, needy mess.”
Dayton’s skin is flushed and glistening. “Please, Fare, I need to be inside you.”
“Since you begged.”
I crawl up his body, straddling his hips so the thick head of his cock nudges against my stretched entrance. I position and slowly sink down, taking him inch by delicious inch. We both moan as he fills me.
“Fuck, you feel incredible,” Dayton pants, his fingers digging into my skin.
I set a slow, torturous pace, rising until just the tip remains inside before slamming back down. Pleasure coils tighter with each thrust, building to an inferno within me. Dayton matches me, driving up as I grind down.
“You love this, don’t you?” I say, picking up speed. “Love being buried in my ass.”
“Yes,” he hisses. “I love everything about you.”
I clench around him, and he throws his head back with a shout. Rolling my hips, I take Dayton’s massive cock deeper, craving it, needing it like air.
“That’s it. Take what you need,” Dayton growls, his hands urging me on. “Ride me hard, Fare. Use me for your pleasure.”
I moan. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, mingling with our ragged pants and grunts. Dayton meets my every downward grind with a powerful upward thrust of his hips, driving his cock into me at the perfect angle.
Sweat slicks our bodies as I ride him with wild abandon. My cock bounces against my stomach, flushed and pink and leaking. I lean back, bracing my hands on Dayton’s muscular thighs. The change in position allows him to drive even deeper.
“Fuck, look at you,” Dayton rasps, his eyes devouring me. “I’m going to come.”
I slow my frantic pace, ignoring Dayton’s whine of protest. A wicked grin spreads across my face as I roll my hips, savoring the drag of his thick length inside me.
“Fare, please,” Dayton pants. “I need… I’m so close…”
“Oh, I know, my golden prince,” I drone, continuing my leisurely pace. “I’m not done using you for my pleasure yet.”
I lean forward, capturing Dayton’s wrists and pinning them above his head. Hovering my lips a mere breath from his, I feel them part in anticipation.
But I deny him the kiss, instead trailing my mouth along his sharp jawline, nipping and sucking as I go. Dayton writhes beneath me, straining against my hold, but I keep him in place.
“Mine,” I growl possessively against the rapid pulse in his neck before sinking my teeth in, marking him hard enough to draw a drop of blood. Dayton cries out, his back arching off the bed.
I lave the blooming mark with my tongue before continuing my path southward. I take a nipple into my mouth, grazing it with my teeth.
When I release Dayton’s wrists, he keeps them obediently above his head. I sit back, impaled on his throbbing cock. I move my hips in a slow, deliberate circle, clenching my inner muscles around him. Dayton’s face contorts with pleasure, a guttural moan tearing from his throat.
“Fare, I’m close.”
I tut disapprovingly, stilling my movements completely. Dayton whines at the loss of friction, trying to buck into my heat, but I press my hands firmly against his sweat-slicked chest, holding him in place.
“Now, now, my desperate Summer Prince. You don’t get to come until I say so. And right now, I want to hear you beg for it.”
Dayton’s eyes widen, lips parting in surprise. But then his gaze darkens with lust, pupils blown wide.
“Please, let me come. I need it so badly. Allow me to fill you up, baby.”
