With the drugs and weapons dealing kicking back up, it’ll level out soon enough, and I’ll only have to threaten Javi’s paycheck when hereallypisses me off. So maybe every other day.
I check on a few more of the household budgets before writing up a report for Lio. Having someone else to bounce numbers off of, who won’t look at me like I’m speaking a foreign language, has been nice. We may have focused on different fields, but still, as math nerds, we get each other.
When I’m done with everything I need to do, I reach for my hearing aids, slipping them in and adjusting the volume. I then stick my hand under the desk to run my fingers through Antonio’s hair.
Moving back a little, I look down at him as he holds my cock in his mouth. “You’re such a good Boy for me, Sweetheart. Do you like holding Daddy in your mouth?”
He nods as much as he can without removing my cock.
“You’ve been such a good Bel Fiore for me lately, you know that? Even when you’re reckless, you’re my favorite brat. You and the twins are mine, and I’m a very lucky Daddy to have such perfect Boys as mine.”
He straightens up as much as he can while halfway under the desk, his eyes lighting up with pleasure at the praise. My Bel Fiore soaks up every bit of care and affection I give him, and I’m happy to shower him with whatever makes the besotted look cross his face.
Reaching down, I trace my fingers along his jaw, enjoying the way his mouth stretches around me as my cock hardens.
“Would you like a treat, Sweetheart?”
Since it’s a direct question, he knows he’s allowed to answer, so he pulls off my dick long enough to say, “If you think I deserve it, Daddy.”
I grin at his perfect answer. “That’s right, because it’s Daddy’s choice to decide those things, isn’t it?”
He nods, sucking the tip of my cock back into his mouth, though he doesn’t move any further, waiting for my choice.
“On top of the desk, Sweetheart.”
Pushing away from the desk enough that he has room to stand, I watch as he vibrates as he climbs onto my desk, his legs parting for me, feet swinging with excitement.
I chuckle. Placing my hands on his thighs, I look into his eyes. “Mmm, what should I reward such a good cockwarmer with?”
“Whatever you want, Daddy. I’m yours to do whatever you want with.”
“You are, aren’t you.” Reaching for his belt, I undo it before snapping open the button on his slacks. “Lift your hips for me.”
He does as he's told, and I remove his shoes so I can sweep his pants and underwear off, draping them over the desk next to him.
His hard cock twitches under my gaze, and I swipe my finger over the tip, gathering the pre-cum there.
“Did being used by me turn you on?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Would you like to do it more often?”
“Yes…please, Daddy. I love being your cockwarmer. I…want more of you, of your dick. In my ass, in my mouth…anywhere you want to be, I want you.”
“Such a good answer, Sweetheart.” Leaning in, I lick the tip of his cock, enjoying the sharp gasp he gives, and his body tenses as he fights the urge to move.
“You know what else you are?”
Ghosting my fingers up the side of his dick, I watch as he bites his lips, his body practically vibrating off the desk with the force he’s using to hold back from squirming.
“What, Daddy?”
“Mine.”
With that, I sink my mouth down onto his cock, taking him all the way down my throat. The sound of his cry is loud in the otherwise silent room, and I wince at the feedback from my hearing aids, but it’s worth it as his dick throbs and his thighs tense.
I suck him hard and fast, deepthroating his length until I choke, and his moans make my own dick ache with need.
