Chapter 6
SIX
Shane
Rhett placed his hand at the small of my back and lowered his mouth to my ear. “Stay kneeling but I want you to undo your jeans and pull them down your ass.”
I did as I was told, lowering my jeans to my knees.
“Now do the same with your boxers,” he demanded, keeping his hand on my back.
I did as instructed, leaving my lower half bare to him.
“Now reach around and spread your ass cheeks. I want to see you.”
Lowering the side of my head to the floor, I reached around and did as he said. My neck burned at the vulnerable position.
Rhett cupped the back of my head, pushing the side of my face against the floor. “Wider.”
I pulled my ass cheeks apart even more for him, earning me a low growl.
“Perfect.” He gave my ass a light swat. “Stay there.”
Before I could ask him what he meant, he stood and left me kneeling there.
A minute passed and I was about to move from that position and call out to him when his feet came into view.
“Such a good boy. Staying there like Daddy said.”
Oh fuck.
Rhett knelt behind me, reached under my waist, and grabbed hold of my cock.
I jumped, pushing back into his touch when something firm slid around the base of my length. When it tightened and began vibrating, a low moan escaped the back of my throat.
“Such a good, good boy,” Rhett murmured, pressing something soft against my tight rim.
Another moan left me, my hands slapping against the floor beneath me. “Rhett,” I whined.
The soft item pushed and pushed. It was slick with what I could only assume was lube. It rubbed, slowly delving inside of me inch by inch.
“Please,” I heard myself beg but was having a damn out-of-body experience with how good this man felt, and he wasn’t even inside of me yet. But with the item hugging my now throbbing cock, I was a vibrating mess.
Rhett grabbed hold of my hips, pushing hard in one smooth thrust and filling me completely.
I yelled out, my eyes widening at the sudden invasion.
“Fuck, so damn tight.” Rhett picked up speed in his brutal thrusts. His fingers dug into my hips, his cock damn near ripping me a part. And that thing around my dick? I could only assume it was some sort of toy. A cock ring? It kept vibrating, heightening that pleasure inside of me.
Incoherent sounds left my lips. I pushed up onto my hands, meeting him thrust for thrust. He slapped a hand across my ass, repeating that a few more times before the spot became numb with pain.
I had never felt something like this. Something so damn intense.
While I wanted that orgasm, I didn’t want this to stop.
I wanted Rhett to use me. No. I wanted him to fucking tear me into millions of pieces.
“You like that, little boy?” Rhett pushed into me as far as my body would allow, forcing my chest to hit the floor with an oomph. “You like it when Daddy fucks his little toy?”
“God, I don’t know why but that’s so fucking hot.”
“Shut up.” He tugged my head to the side, sinking his teeth into my throat. “No speaking, unless I tell you to.” He grabbed my hand, linking his fingers with mine and began picking up speed with his hips. “Understand me?”
“Yes,” I whimpered, closing my eyes.
“Good boy.” His hips powered into mine, pushing my waist against the floor. The action caused the ring to press into my dick even harder and it only seemed to make the vibrations stronger.
“You’re doing so well, Shane. Taking my cock like a good little toy.”
I had no idea. No fucking idea at all that Brady’s dad would be this way. He was always quiet and gruff but at the same time, always nice. He was a damn teddy bear. But get him into bed? He was a beast and a savage one at that.