Chapter 29
Twenty-Nine
Gentry
We’re nothing more than needy hands and famished mouths as we make our way through the house.
Having my kids know about us, having Remington not be mad at me for telling them…
All of it has me so overwhelmed in the best way.
My chest is tight, my pulse is racing, my eyes sting, my throat is tight.
I feel so much, and all of it is pouring out of me as I kiss him.
Once we’re in the bedroom, neither of us wastes any time ripping off our clothes, letting them fall haphazardly on the floor.
I need him deeply, and it feels like I might die if I don’t.
The backs of my legs hit the bed, and Remington shoves me down with a rough hand to the chest before dropping to his knees.
His hot, wet tongue dips out, lapping up the pre-cum pooling at my slit.
He groans, his eyes rolling back as he tastes me.
The sound sets my blood on fire, the heat only intensifying as he slips his tongue below my foreskin and swirls around the sensitive head.
My eyes, already heavy and hooded, fight to stay open as pleasure floods my system.
Raw, aching desire steals my breath, leaving my skin vibrating.
The way he flicks his tongue before swallowing me whole has my mind going haywire.
I can’t think. My fingers sink into his messy blond hair, and the deeper he takes me, the harder I tug.
He swallows around my cock as I fill his throat, and my toes curl.
As his hand works in tandem with his mouth, his other gently tugs on my balls.
He feels good… so fucking good.
But if he keeps going, I’m going to come, and I’m not ready for this to be over just yet.
I pull his mouth away, using my grip on his hair.
He gives me the most adorable pout before I lean down and take his lips once more.
In a matter of seconds, Remington is putty in my hands.
Once he’s on the bed with me, I dip my head and place open-mouthed kisses all along his shoulder and neck, loving the breathy moans coming from him as he trembles with need.
Pleasure rushes through my body, my heart pounding so hard I can feel it in my throat as Remington lies in the center of the bed.
Positioning myself between his open thighs, I peer up at him, finding a staggering amount of lust staring back at me.
Like me, he’s already hard, his cock jutting out and stretched shiny.
His rosy-pink tip is slick with arousal, and I waste no time at all tasting him, relishing the broken whimper that slips past his lips.
“Daddy,” he rasps. A plea.
My dick throbs at hearing the desperation in his tone, and it feeds my unruly need to consume him.
I take him in my mouth, sinking down until I can’t take any more.
My head swims as all senses are flooded with Remington.
The harder I suck, the more he cries out.
His thighs tighten around my head, trembling as I lose myself in him.
“Fuck!” he shouts, grabbing the back of my head and fucking my mouth vigorously.
As soon as I can tell he’s getting close, I pull off and have to bite back a smile when his bottom lip pokes out again.
“That wasn’t very nice,” he whines.
Tapping him on the thigh, I say, “Get up. Let me lie down.”
Remington eagerly does what I say, his eyes drinking in the sight of my stiff cock standing proud. He licks his lips, and I’m not even sure he’s aware he does it. My body lights up everywhere he looks, the weight of his stare like a physical stroke. I can’t get enough of it.
“Come sit on my face,” I tell him, lazily stroking myself.
Arching a brow, the corner of his mouth twitches. “Do what now?”
I chuckle huskily. “Daddy’s hungry. Be a good boy and feed me, then I’ll sink my cock into you when I’m done.”
“Holy fuck,” he breathes before tossing his leg over my head. Facing my feet, he places his hands on my chest while I wrap mine around his thighs, tugging him down so he’s sitting, and not just hovering.
Remington gasps, the sound morphing into a moan when I bite down on one of his ass cheeks.
Arousal floods my system, the entire world disappearing as he becomes my main focus.
My mouth waters as I drag the tip of my nose along his crease, breathing in his musky, intoxicating scent.
I circle his hole with my tongue, feeling the muscle pucker.
I love how responsive he is to my touch.
After teasing him for a little while longer, I spread him open and feast on him.
I drag the flat of my tongue from the tip of his crease to his balls, sucking each of them in my mouth before hungrily returning to his ass.
Nails digging into my chest, Remington cries out, grinding against my face like he can’t get enough.
“Oh, fuuuuck. Daddy, that feels so good.”
My dick aches with how hard it is, and Remington must notice because a moment later, he leans forward and grabs my length. He strokes me for a while before dipping down and taking the tip of my cock into his mouth while he continues to shamelessly ride my face.
I suck on a finger, getting it nice and wet before bringing it to his hole.
Knowing exactly what I want, he bears down, allowing me to slip past the tight ring of muscle with ease.
I take my time, easing the single digit in and out before adding a second one to the mix.
My eyes roll back when he moans, the sound vibrating through my whole body.
Once I’m sure he’s ready, I withdraw my fingers and grab the bottle of lube in my nightstand.
I feel frantic as I fumble with the cap, desperate to sink into his hot, tight channel.
Remington spins around and takes the bottle from me, feeling his own kind of desperation.
He makes quick work of lathering me up before spreading some on himself.
Climbing down my body, Remington straddles me and reaches between us to line me up.
His mouth crashes against mine as he slowly sinks down, taking me inch by inch until he’s fully seated.
Our tongues tangle, my arms wrapping around his waist as I pull out and slide back in.
He feels like heaven wrapped around me.
“Goddamn, your cock,” he gasps. “I’m…so…full.”
I flip us so I’m on top, and I give myself a moment to take in the sight beneath me. Remington is absolutely breathtaking. His pupils are blown wide, and his full lips are parted as rough, shallow breaths fan my face.
“And you take it so well,” I husk.
His lip curls. “You’re damn right I do.”
“Whose ass is this?” I ask, teasing him with only the tip.
His answer is immediate. “Yours.”
“Good boy,” I growl, my chest swelling and my balls throbbing.
A breathy moan falls from his mouth as I ease all the way in again.
His heat surrounds me, sucking me deep, and it nearly makes my eyes cross.
Once I’m sure I won’t come just yet, I allow myself to let go.
Feeding him rough, thorough strokes, Remington cries out my name, his tight hole constricting around my cock.
Something carnal and primal unleashes in me, and if I thought I needed him before, it has nothing on the need washing over me now.
I push his legs back, my fingers digging into the flesh on his thighs as my hips slap against his ass.
Remington holds my gaze as I fuck him, something more than lust passing between us.
He wraps his hand around the back of my neck, pulling me closer.
Our lips brush as we share oxygen, breathing each other in.
As if they have a mind of their own, my hips slow down as this moment intensifies.
We’re so close…so intimate.
Sex has never felt like this.
Something shifts. Where this started as frantic and hurried, it’s transitioned into something much more sensual. Soft. I never understood the phrase “making love,” but I get it now. Feeling connected on a much deeper level than just physical. It’s somehow too much and not enough at the same time.
Remington throws his head back, his legs shaking around my waist. “Oh, fuuuck,” he moans. “Fuck, daddy. Don’t stop… D-Don’t stop. Fuck!”
His eyes roll back, and he moans long and low as he spills all over my stomach. That was the sexiest thing I have ever seen.
My balls tighten and my body tingles. Watching him come untouched sets me off.
I dip my head down, sealing my mouth to his as my release crashes into me.
My tongue finds his right as my cock throbs, spilling inside his tight, hot hole.
His ass squeezes and milks every last drop from me until I can barely breathe.
We continue to kiss while we both come back down to earth.
After a few minutes, I roll off Remington and walk into the bathroom, coming back out a moment later with a warm washcloth to clean us up.
As soon as I toss it in the hamper and climb back into bed, he immediately finds his place in my arms. Neither of us says a word, but we don’t have to.
This couldn’t have been any more perfect, and getting to fall asleep with him tucked under my chin, knowing we don’t have to hide, is even better.