Epilogue #2
I pulled off long enough to say, “No goddamn chance,” before returning to my enthusiastically performed job of making sure my boy felt fucking amazing before the night was over.
I moved one hand off his hips and cupped his heavy balls in my hand.
Their delicate skin was partially obscured by the wiry black hair that tickled my nose.
I pulled my mouth off his cock and slipped one of his balls into my mouth.
He angled himself closer until he was sitting on my face.
My dick throbbed, but I couldn’t reach myself.
Instead, I sat with the perfect pain and let him drive me out of my mind.
Casey’s thrown-back head left the tendons of his neck exposed.
His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he fought to keep himself under control.
Casey’s hips nudged forward carefully and then with more force.
I groaned deeply and sucked him with more intensity, sliding his thick dick in and out while my cheeks hollowed around him.
Each movement brought us closer to finding the edge we could leap from.
“D-d-daddy, I want you too,” Casey gasped out. “I w-w-want you to come too.”
Casey raised himself from my face and stood long enough to pull his pants off before resettling on my thighs.
The noise I made was visceral because I didn’t want to lose my favorite taste.
When settled again, he immediately pulled my dick from my joggers and put it on display.
His fingers played over the slit of my cockhead before grasping me with a firm stroke.
“Fuck, baby, what are you doing to me?”
“I’m making you feel good, Daddy,” Casey whispered. His fingers tortured me, and the bite of his hand with no lube was sweetly painful. My cock leaked precum and he used the stickiness as a makeshift solution.
“You always make me feel good, Bub.”
Casey increased his speed as he jacked me closer to completion. I missed touching him, so I placed my hand over his and maneuvered our cocks next to each other. The heated skin-on-skin contact was the sweetest torture I’d known. The stickiness mixed and mingled while our hands covered our dicks.
“Daddy, make us feel good,” Casey whispered.
I curled my hand tighter over his. We fucked into our hands at a wicked pace. Our hips bucked while our hands moved in unison until the pressure finally released and our cum spurted across our hands. My groan was drowned out by his shout. Goddamn, this man was everything.
Casey’s breath broke against my throat as he pressed closer, all warmth and need and trust. Our hands stayed tangled, movement slowing as the moment tipped from urgency into something heavy with sweetness and satisfaction.
“Daddy,” he whispered. It sounded like a plea.
“I’ve got you, Bub.” I kissed his temple, then his cheek, feeling the tension drain out of him piece by piece. “I’m right here.” Another kiss to his mouth. “I love you.”
“Love you too.”
He melted, the last of the day finally leaving his body.
We shifted, settled back into the couch, limbs finding familiar places.
I pulled a blanket over us without either of us saying a word.
He tucked himself against my chest like he’d always belonged there.
Showers and cleaning could wait because we weren’t ready to break the moment.
For a long minute, neither of us spoke.
“You were amazing today,” I said quietly.
He huffed a soft laugh. “You already said that.”
“I know. And I’ll keep saying it because it’s true.”
“You’re only saying that because you love me.”
“Yeah, true, I do, but you can’t argue with me.”
“I can’t?”
“No. It’s in the rulebook.”
“There’s a book? You never mentioned that before.” Casey huffed a small laugh. “When do I get to read it?”
Casey squealed and dissolved into giggles when I squeezed him close. He settled back down until our breathing fully matched and evened out.
“The book says you have to be nice to your Daddy and keep loving him because he’s gonna love you forever and ever.”
“You sure that’s what it says?”
“Yep.” I gave another squeeze, which got a second squeal out of Casey. “And it says you gotta marry him when he asks you next month on a surprise vacation.”
“How’s it a surprise if you’re telling me?”
“Because you hate surprises and need to think about it before you say yes. The whole sex thing makes it a little weird, but this isn’t the proposal, so it’s fine.”
“Thanks for the heads-up, Daddy.”
“You’re welcome, Bub.”
Thank you for reading Just a Little Joy.