Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 58397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
Daddy had to get a taste first.
After spreading a generous amount of oil along his crease, I leaned in and tongue-kissed his little hole. He yelped softly before exhaling a moan and pushing his ass against me.
I hummed and continued eating him out as I coated my cock in oil.
“God, your tongue,” he panted.
I loved how I made him squirm.
“Lie down on your back, little one.” I gave him one more openmouthed kiss before sitting back on my haunches. He obeyed and turned around, parting his legs like a good boy. “You’re perfect.” Utterly fucking perfect for me. I lowered myself over his cock and took him in my mouth.
“Hnngh.” He fisted my hair and thrust as deeply as he could. “Oh fuck, Daddy.” He gasped when I slid my middle finger inside him. “More, please.”
I smiled around his cock, sucking at the tip. “My little slut is eager.”
“Yes,” he groaned. “For you.”
Only me.
He took two fingers with ease too, and then three. All while I sucked his cock in long, strong strokes.
His thighs tensing up told me he was getting close already, and it’d be a while before he was allowed to come. So, I released him and poured some more oil over his asshole. He reached for me, a soft “please, please, please” falling from his lips.
Once we were face-to-face, I dipped down and kissed him hungrily.
He clawed at me. He snaked his legs around mine.
He’d waited long enough, and I’d teased him through my preparations for him.
“You’re gonna take my cock almost every day from now on.” I pinched his bottom lip between my fingers and slid my tongue into his mouth. “One way or another. Are you ready for that?”
“So ready,” he exhaled. “I want you to use me all the time.”
“We’ll use each other,” I murmured, guiding the head of my cock to his opening. “Whenever we get needy like this.”
He nodded quickly.
I pushed in slowly. “Let Daddy in, baby. Breathe deeply and push back. I’m not going to stop.”
“Okay,” he whimpered. He licked his lips and threw his head back onto the pillow.
Inch by inch, I claimed him.
Jesus fucking Christ.
I dropped my forehead to his neck once I was buried all the way in, and it took all my restraint to stay still and let him adjust to my size.
Peyton’s breaths came out in tiny mewls, a sound that probably shouldn’t turn me on so damn much.
“Are you taking the pain for Daddy like a perfect little boy?”
“Yes, Daddy,” he whined.
A low growl rumbled from my chest, and I had to move. Never before had I felt this possessive. I withdrew carefully and placed my fingers loosely around his throat, and then I sank into him again.
“Oh God.” He gasped and grabbed on to my arms.
“You feel so fucking amazing.” I sucked on his neck and fucked him slowly. My thumb brushed over his carotid artery, and I applied the barest hint of pressure. “I love hearing your sounds. Especially when you choke. And when you get so desperate that you whine and whimper.”
He hauled in a hoarse breath and sought out my lips.
I kissed him hard and gave him a few shallow thrusts, quicker ones, before I pushed in deep. Swallowing his groan, I reminded him to be quiet.
“We don’t want anyone knocking on the door when I’m busy fucking your little bottom.”
He shook his head and bit down on his lip. His expression wasn’t as pinched now.
“I’m not a virgin that way anymore,” he said shyly.
“No, you’re not.” I touched his cheek affectionately and smiled down at him. “You don’t know how stunning you are when you let go of all your filters.”
“It’s liberating.” He screwed his eyes shut in pain when I gave him a particularly sharp thrust. “Oww.”
I couldn’t help myself. He drove me to the brink of insanity with his boyish behavior.
Peering down between us, I gathered his legs and moved his knees toward his chest. “God, look at you.” I stared at my cock disappearing in and out of his wet, warm, tight-as-fuck ass. “Daddy likes it when you squeeze your little hole like that.”
“Holy shit,” he breathed, eyes wide. “There—right there.”
I gripped the backs of his knees and effectively folded him in half, and then I started fucking him faster. I was transfixed. I knew what this angle did to him. I knew what I was rubbing up against, and his cock, which had softened from the pain earlier, was thickening quickly again.
“I’m getting this on video one day soon,” I muttered, out of breath. “Fucking hell, I can’t look away.”
He made it even better when he hooked his arms under his knees. It freed my hands so I could touch him wherever I wanted, and I did. I traced a finger around his opening, I cupped his balls, I stroked his cock, I left fingerprints on his thighs and ass.