23. Lex
LEX
Rory’s mouth is perfection, just like I knew it would be.
He’s making it so hard to hold still and let him explore.
I just want to grab his head and fuck his throat, but I don’t want him to startle.
It’s obvious by the look on his face that he’s enjoying himself, and I don’t want to take that away from him, but when he really gets going, my hands tighten in his hair and he purrs.
“You like it when I’m a little rough?”
He nods and drool slips down the corner of his mouth as he works me hard and fast.
I pull a little harder, and when he moans, I thrust my hips forward just an inch. Rory responds by grabbing my ass and pulling me closer. “You dirty boy,” I praise with a dark chuckle and thrust harder. “Tell me if it’s too much.” I don’t want to trigger him.
He winks at me, and I take that as permission.
I keep it shallow at first, but when he whines, I go deeper and make him moan. The vibrations of his throat send sparks up my dick and into my spine.
“God.” I thrust harder. “Look at that perfect mouth.” I thrust deeper.
“It was made to suck my cock.” I thrust faster.
“My cock, and only my cock.” His mouth is so wet it’s dripping down my balls and onto the rug.
“Yes, baby. Use that mouth. Fuck, I’m going to come.
” I loosen my grip, but Rory doesn’t back away.
“Hell yeah. You want Daddy’s load?” He moans.
“Greedy boy, you want all of Daddy’s milk, don’t you?
” His eyes pop up to meet mine, and the way they shine with both tears and heat throws me over the edge.
“Here it comes.” Curses tumble out of my mouth as Rory swallows every hot spurt of cum that I pump into his throat.
“Fucking… hell… Rory… Ah fuck, that’s good! Swallow it all like a good boy.”
He’s smiling and panting, his cheeks are flushed a pretty pink. He’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, but when he opens his mouth to show me it’s empty, he’s also the filthiest thing I’ve seen.
“Fuck.” I give my dick another squeeze and watch him lick his lips. “Did you like that?”
“So much, Daddy.”
I pick him up and take him to the bed.
“Is there anything you need my help with?” I look at his crotch to make sure he gets my meaning.
He smiles but shakes his head. “I don’t want to try too much too fast.”
“You could jack off,” I suggest, and he laughs. “What? It’s a good idea.”
“Really, I’m okay. This might sound silly, but my dick hasn’t been acting normal, and I’m enjoying being hard.”
I’m going to cut Chad’s dick off.
There will be nothing left but a cavernous hole where his balls should be.
“But if you want to get me off, I mean… I could try.” He clearly doesn’t want me to, though.
“Why are you nervous?”
“I don’t want to hurt your feelings, and you got all quiet.”
“Oh, baby. No.” I gather him in my arms. “I was just thinking about all the horrible things I’m going to do to— You know what? Let’s not say his name in our bed.”
“Thank you.” We snuggle in, and I’m hoping he’ll take a nap because he still needs to catch up on his sleep. “Did you hurt Tanner and Mitchell by yourself or have someone do it?”
“I’ve been the boss here for twenty years, and I don’t go out for things like that anymore.
” I mostly stay home and torture. “But after I met you, I went after them myself, and it felt really good to get revenge. Not for you, but because of you. You’re so sweet and kind, you’d never wish that on them even though they deserve it. I still want them dead, though.”
“Not dead,” Rory reminds me.
“Fine.” It saves me the trouble of having to deal with their limp-dicked parents. “How about we take a nap?”
“You just want me to sleep.” He pouts.
“Nope, I’m tired too.”
“Liar.”
“Alright, what would you like to do instead?”
“Don’t you have to work?”
“Always.” I chuckle.
“You can go to work,” he offers, but his voice shakes.
“Rory, I’m not leaving you. I know you’re not ready to be alone.”
“I’m not alone here,” he whispers.
“But it’s not what you want. You don’t want to be without me or Brendan.”
“I feel safe with Tag and Mal.”
“Good. They’ll protect you with everything they have. Now, tell me. Do you want to be alone?”
“I don’t want to be alone. Ever.” He sighs like a weight falls off his shoulders. “I’m tired of trying to be strong. I’m needy and clingy.”
“And that’s okay.”
“But I don’t want to interrupt your work.”
“Never. You’re more important than work.”
“Okay, but I don’t want to be there for any of the bloody stuff.”
“I would never allow that. No more nightmare material for you. What would you like to do while I work?”
“I’ve been doing a lot of crafts. I like to read and play on my Switch.”
“What kind of crafts?”
“Like you don’t already know, you stalker,” he teases and climbs out of bed. He’s so gorgeous. “You better get dressed.”
“Or… We could stay here and work naked.”
“I doubt we’d get much work done,” Rory teases.
“I can keep myself under control.”
“I can’t. Not now that I know what your dick tastes like.” He leans down for a kiss.
“Such naughty words,” I purr against his lips and pull him back into the bed.
He laughs and rolls with me. “Well, it’s a good dick.”
“You better watch what you say, or I’ll be ready to go again.”
“Maybe I’d like that. Sucking is one of my favorite things to do.”
“If I didn’t already know that, I sure do after that performance.” I kiss him again and roll out of bed. “Let’s go to work.”
“Can I go kill someone?” Tag asks.
“What? No!” Rory looks up from his tablet. “No killing.”
“But I’m bored,” Tag whines.
“Go for a jog,” Rory recommends.
“Running is for prey.”
Rory rolls his eyes. “Hunters have to run to catch their prey.”
“Not if they’re good.”
“How? That doesn’t make sense.”
Tag’s about to explain, but I don’t need to hear his crazy-ass explanation.
“I’ve heard Mal has a few rookies today,” I offer, and Tag grins before asking Rory seriously.
“Is it okay if I go?”
“Go.” Rory waves him off, and Tag runs out the door like a fucking toddler. I go back to my work, but I notice Rory coming over and he’s got a naughty look on his pretty face. I roll my chair back and spread my thighs so he can step between them.
“Did you need something, rabbit?” I smile up at him when he slides his arms around my neck.
“Your cock, Daddy,” he purrs, and I almost choke on my tongue at his forward tone.
“I just gave it to you a few hours ago.”
Rory pouts and sinks to his knees. “But I need it again.” His hands claw down my thighs, and I shiver.
“Need it?” I tease and run my finger across his bottom lip.
“I just want to suck it a little,” he confirms and licks my finger.
“I’m at work, baby. Someone could walk in.” It’s the truth but also dirty talk.
“I’m small, and I can hide.” He crawls under my desk.
“Very sneaky.” I let him pull me as close as he’s comfortable and he rubs his face against me like a cat in heat.
He lowers my zipper, and I groan when his slender fingers wrap around my shaft. A soft lick at my tip has me hardening so fast, my head spins.
“Fuck…” My hands grip the arms of my chair tightly.
“You’re supposed to be working,” Rory says and runs his tongue from base to tip.
“But you feel so good,” I praise and try to get back to my work. It’s hard, but I manage to get a few emails taken care of. Rory’s just teasing me anyway. He’s not trying to get me off.
But fuck, it still feels good.
“Why the hell did you send Tag down to me?” Mal slams the door, and Rory stops, but I pat his head reassuringly.
“He was bored, and you know how dangerous a bored Tag is.”
“Yeah. He’s running after my new recruits with a hedge trimmer and laughing like a fucking maniac.”
“That’s what he is.”
“Yes, well, I’d like to keep this bunch—” Rory twirls his tongue, and I groan. Mal looks at me. “Rory better not be under your desk.”
“He’s not,” I lie easily.
“You’re a professional—” He starts to say before I cut him off.
“Oh, like I haven’t caught you and Tag—”
Then he cuts me off. “Fine. Rory isn’t under your desk, but does he need a pillow for his knees?”
“I’m good,” Rory answers, and Mal laughs.
“Hush, rabbit,” I tease. “You’ll give our secret away.”
“Oops.” He swallows my dick whole, and I choke.
“I’m happy for you, by the way.” Mal huffs a laugh. “But you better hope Tag doesn’t maim any of the new guys, because Doc is out of town.”
“Go get him under control, then.”
“I will.” He leaves the office.
“Really, Mal and Tag?”
“Kind of.” I shrug. “But I’d rather not think about them now.”
“Good idea.” His warm mouth is back, and he sucks me to a quick orgasm after all the edging.
Rory’s been here for about a week, and we’ve fallen into a comfortable routine.
He nurses every night and every morning, and he’s always getting hard now.
I still haven’t brought attention to it because he tends to get soft as soon as he’s done.
That doesn’t mean I don’t want to touch him, though.
Don’t get me wrong, he sucks me off every day, and I fucking love it.
But I really want to get my hands on him.
I’ve never been attracted to a man before, and I want to experience what that truly means. I’d like to touch his dick and finger his hole before burying my cock into its tight heat. And I won’t need to wear a condom.
I haven’t had sex without a condom since before Olivia was born.
I would never call her an oops baby, but Mya and I weren’t ready to be parents, and I’d never let one of the women I fuck try to come after me and tell me her kid is mine. But since Rory and I are both clear, and I don’t need to worry about knocking him up, I really want to come inside him.
Something about that has me so fucking feral.
I want to mark him in every way.
Sure, I’ve come all over him, but inside him…
I shiver at the thought and smile when I feel Rory go still against me. He’s probably nervous that I noticed how excited he is.
“It’s okay, little rabbit.” I gently grab his ass, pulling him tighter against my leg. He’s thrusting his hips and his hard little cock is rubbing against my thigh in a frantic rhythm. “Take what you need from Daddy.”
He groans louder but doesn’t release my nipple.
Greedy boy.
I fucking love it.
“Such a sexy boy. Rubbing his cute little dick against my thigh.” He ruts faster, and I can feel his pre-cum soaking through his pants and onto my pajama bottoms. “Look at what a mess you’re making,” I purr and reach down to adjust myself.
Feedings always get me hard. “Would you be okay if I get myself off too?”
He nods and opens his eyes to look down as I free my dick. He’s been up close and personal with it, so it shouldn’t trigger him, but I want to be careful. “Look what you did to me.” I grip my base tight before stroking my foreskin back up my shaft.
Rory loves my foreskin.
I’ve never had someone so intrigued by it, but I am more than happy to let him play with it.
“The way your sexy body feels against me is driving me wild.” He thrusts faster and moans when his body stills, and he releases against me.
The look of awe on his face is beautiful.
Almost like he forgot what sex was like, and he just remembered how good it feels. He pops off my nipple and down to my dick so fast I’m sent reeling by the change in sensation and coming down his throat in seconds. He swallows my load with a smile and latches on to my other side.
“So greedy for Daddy’s body.” I pant and rub circles on his back as we both come back down from the high.