Page 33 of The Sweetheart


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“Wha? Not even a taste? What time is she coming?” Kai asked incredulously. Kai didn’t actually mind. He liked Katie, when she wasn’t cutting into his cock-sucking time. Nolan kissed him again. Kai arched into it, trying to draw him in.

“An hour or so.”

“That’s so much time.” Kai pouted.

“I’ll make you a deal. If you’re downstairs in fifteen minutes, you can have your taste after breakfast.”

Nolan grunted as Kai shoved him off of him, leaping out of bed before pausing, looking down at Nolan half-collapsed on the bed.

“Can I borrow some sweats?”

Nolan grinned, dragging himself up and leading the way to the giant master closet that was bigger than their whole trailer. Nolan pulled out a pair of navy joggers and a white t-shirt, while Kai glanced around at the shelves upon shelves of designer clothes, suits and sneakers.

“You’re running out of time, baby boy.”

Kai hurried, scrubbing himself down quickly under scalding water and brushing his teeth in the shower to save time. When he slid into the kitchen ten minutes later with his half-drunk coffee and Nolan’s joggers cinched tight at the waist just to keep them up, Nolan smiled in amusement. His gaze drifted over Kai, and Kai saw a flare of lust in his eyes along with something else. Something almost possessive. Kai liked it.

He took his seat at the table, and Nolan slid a plate with a breakfast wrap in front of him.

“I like you in my clothes,” Nolan murmured close to his ear. Kai wanted to say something glib, but the truth was that he loved being in Nolan’s clothes. They were soft and smelled like him. It was as close to being wrapped up in him without actually being wrapped around him. He wished he could be cool about it, but he just couldn’t get there. Instead, he blushed, ducked his head and shovelled his wrap into his face, keenly aware that Katie’s arrival was imminent and he still wanted to get Nolan out of his pants.

Nolan sat across from him with his own breakfast, eating slowly and watching Kai. Halfway through, his handdisappeared from the table where it was resting, into his lap. Kai’s eyes latched onto his arm, suspicious and hungry.

“What are you doing, Daddy?” His cock perked up immediately, rubbing against the soft fleece lining inside his jogging pants.

“Just getting ready for you, baby.”

Fuckkkk.Kai’s dick went rock hard, even though he’d come not even half an hour ago. Kai shoved the rest of his wrap into his mouth, cheeks puffing out in order to fit it all in, his eyes never leaving the slow movement of Nolan’s arm. He couldn’t believe that Nolan was sitting across from him, stroking his dick. He almost choked trying to swallow without chewing, but then he was kneeling in front of Nolan. Kai’s gaze fixed on his crotch as Nolan pulled out his cock, tucking the waistband underneath his sac. He was fully hard, but he stroked himself lazily. Kai looked up at him, the lust in his eyes reflecting in Nolan’s.

“Can I please suck you, Daddy?”

“Be quick, sweetheart.”

Nolan released his cock to cup the back of Kai’s head, guiding him, but Kai didn’t need much help. He took Nolan in his hand, feeding his head into his mouth, going to town to make sure he got what he wanted before Katie interrupted him. Nolan cursed, tangling his hands in his hair without forcing him to take more than he was ready for. With every downward motion, Kai forced his cockhead further and further down his throat until it cut off his breath.

“You like the taste of Daddy’s cock?”

Kai bobbed his head, once, twice and then popped off, licking a stripe up the veiny underside. “It’s my favourite,” he whispered, his voice already a little hoarse from trying to take him too deep.

“I can tell, baby. You suck like you’re starving for it.” Nolan’s voice was deep and gruff. Kai licked him again.

“I am. I need it.” Kai took him back into his mouth, eager to make him come, the taste of his precum sending little explosions of pleasure right through his brain.

“That’s a good boy. You’re sucking me so well, sweetheart.”

Kai lapped up the praise like he lapped at his cock, the combined effect sending him into bliss. He wanted to stay right here, on his knees sucking Nolan’s dick while he told him how perfect he was forever. “Make me come, and you can have a nice, long suck next time.”

Kai pulled off, looking up at Nolan imploringly. “I need to come, Daddy.”

“You can touch yourself, baby.” Kai pulled out his dick, praying he didn’t get cum on Nolan’s sweats. He stroked himself with one hand and gripped Nolan with the other while he went back to work, eating up the sounds pouring out of Nolan. It didn’t take long before he could feel Nolan tensing around him.

“I’m close, sweetheart.” So was Kai. His cock ached from his need to finish, but it wasn’t until that first burst of cum on his tongue that his body gave in to his need. He tried to catch his release in his hand so he wouldn’t make a mess everywhere, but it was a low priority while he was also nursing Nolan’s orgasm, drawing every last drop out of him.

“Taste good, baby?”

“So good,” Kai dragged his tongue over the head of Nolan’s cock.

“Did you make a mess?”