Chapter 13 #2
“Such a good boy,” he murmured, his voice sounding hoarse after what he’d just done. “You didn’t move your hands at all, did you?”
“No, Daddy,” I whispered, shaking and sweating and feeling like every molecule in my body had just been rearranged. “I, um, I did good?”
“Yes, baby. You were perfect.”
He rubbed his face against the inside of my thigh, and I could feel him smiling, and it was a heady, wonderful feeling, knowing I was the reason why.
“Do you want another one before I fuck you, sweetheart?”
I blinked at him, my brain feeling sex drunk and sluggish. “Another what?”
“Orgasm.”
“Oh,” I said, my pulse quickening. “I... I can maybe give you one? I could, um, I could suck yours, too?”
He grinned, so sexy I finally understood what the word swooned meant. “Next time. When I come, I’d like it to be inside you, baby boy.”
Oh, right. He was old. Sexy-old, but still old enough that it took him longer to be able to go again.
Then I remembered how he’d shown me those, um, test results of his on his phone, and it really hit me what he meant. He wanted to come inside me. Like, fill my ass with his cum. No condom between us, just me and him, connected as deeply as two guys could be.
My dick usually needed a minute or three before it could go again too, but not this time. It surged up, another whimper escaping me, and I humped the air without meaning to.
Daddy laughed, low and kind of dirty. “Is that a yes, baby boy? Do you want Daddy’s cum?”
“Yes,” I breathed out, stretching my arms a little higher so I could grab onto the headboard so I could keep being good for him. “Please, Daddy. I want it.”
“Then it’s yours,” he promised, right before his hot, wet tongue swiped over my hole and all the rest of my thoughts went right out of my head.
My whole body tensed in shock, liquid fire spreading through my whole lower half as I gasped out, “Daddy!”
My legs tried to close. Not to keep him out, but just from the surprise.
“Just relax, baby,” he rasped, pushing them wide again. “Let me take care of you.”
He didn’t give me a chance to answer, which was a good thing because I couldn’t. He just licked me again, and this time, I couldn’t stay still no matter how badly I wanted to be good for him.
My legs thrashed, my hips bucked, and I said some stuff, but I have no idea what. I’d never felt anything like it, and when he pushed my legs back, bending my knees and tilting my hips up and spreading me open even wider, he was suddenly able to go deeper.
He wasn’t just licking me, he was kissing me there. Sucking and biting while my dick started to throb even though he wasn’t touching it, and then pushing his tongue all the way inside me, like he was already fucking me.
“Daddy!”
He made a holy hotness growling sound and held me down, eating me out like his life depended on it.
And I... I didn’t last.
I wasn’t surprised. It felt too good, and that was even after he’d just made me come harder than I’d ever known I could. But as soon as I felt that first, fresh wave of bliss, he wrapped his fist around the base of my dick and squeezed, cutting off the orgasm and making me sob with frustration.
His head popped up. “Baby, you didn’t answer me.”
I panted, my hands aching from how hard I was holding onto the headboard and my brain completely fried.
Daddy grinned. “Do you remember the question?”
I shook my head, then licked my lips. Words. Daddy wanted words. “Um, no? Sorry?”
“I asked if you wanted another orgasm before I get inside you, sweetheart. But before you answer, you should know that I absolutely expect one while I am inside you, too. I want to feel you come on my cock. I want to feel this candy-sweet, tight little ass of yours milking me. I want your gorgeous little body to show me how good I’ve made you feel. ”
I whimpered, humping up into his hand.
He tightened his hold and my eyes rolled back in my head, the impossible pressure inside me building until I thought I might die from it.
But... no. I didn’t want to come. I liked the way he had control right now.
I liked how desperate he was making me, and knowing that even so, I could leave it all up to him.
I could follow that new rule he gave me, trusting him to decide.
And Daddy really was perfect, because I didn’t have to say any of that. His eyes softened as he looked at me and he nodded, understanding completely.
“Okay, baby. Breathe for me. Calm yourself down just a tad, and then I’ll let go.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” I panted, sinking into a floating sense of absolute bliss, even without coming.
Or maybe because he wasn’t letting me come yet.
“You’re welcome, baby. And you know what will happen when I let go of your pretty little cock?”
I shook my head, probably looking a lot like a heart-eye emoji as I stared at him and waited for him to tell me.
He surged up over my body and kissed me, his mouth tasting like magic mixed with my own cum. Like the kind of sex I hadn’t even known was possible. The kind where I wasn’t just horny, but in love.
“When I let go of your pretty little cock,” he whispered, pulling back with a grin. “I’m going to flip you over, get you up on your knees, and finish prepping your beautiful hole.”
“And then... and then fuck me?”
I knew the answer was yes, but it sounded so deliciously dirty—me getting fucked, not having to be the one doing the fucking—that I wanted to hear him say it.
Instead, he said something even better.
“No, baby. I’m not going to fuck you. I’m going to make love to my boy.”