Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 57237 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57237 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
I smoothed my hand up his spine, brushing my fingers along his intricate tattoos. My little Danny Rose. I pushed inside, and he groaned and clamped down.
“Breathe out, little one. Daddy’s almost all the way in.”
He filled the silence with more of his needy sounds, and he pushed back as much as he could. I registered every noise, every look over his shoulder, and I was flooded with the urge to claim and own. His need for reassurance and comfort, for togetherness, turned me into a man possessed.
I started fucking him.
My hands roamed his worship-worthy body, every inch I could reach, and I told him to touch himself like he did when he was alone and thinking about Daddy.
We could never go back. I hoped he realized that. Exposing these sides of ourselves to each other had been the final nail in the coffin. I couldn’t be Payne, the hard-ass instructor who viewed him as nothing but a soldier. He couldn’t be the cocky sergeant who kept me and everybody else at arm’s length.
The walls had to be torn down.
I shuddered at a rush of euphoria, and I could see how my cock glistened more.
“Perfect little boy,” I murmured, mesmerized by the sight. “You’re milking Daddy of pre-come.”
He cursed through a moan and pushed back harder. He looked at me over his shoulder too, cheeks a little flushed, eyes heavy with lust.
“I’m so hard,” he whimpered.
I sat back on my heels and pulled him with me. “Let me play with you. Fuck yourself on my cock.”
I sucked on his neck and wrapped my fingers around him, and he released a drawn-out moan and lolled his head back to my shoulder.
“Keep doing that till you come,” I whispered. “As hard as you want.”
He shivered and didn’t waste a second. Up and down, over and over, creating the hottest sound of skin slapping against skin.
“It’s gotta be you,” he mumbled breathlessly. “It’s gotta be you, Daddy.”
“Only me.” I tightened my grasp on his cock and slipped my free hand to his throat. “It’s gotta be us. You and me.”
He gasped and nodded jerkily, slamming down on me so hard that I sounded like a fucking animal when I cursed.
That seemed to set him off. One moan bled into another as he fucked himself on me, and within minutes, I was swimming in filth and desire. I heard his shallow whisper as if we were underwater. I think they’re watching us, Daddy. We didn’t stop. I couldn’t. He went faster. Not a quiet moment. My groans mingled with his moans, and my hand got wet from the liquid trickling down his cock.
It wasn’t long before he was coming. I sucked in a breath and stared at the ropes of come shooting out of his cock, and I barely registered his nails digging into the sides of my thighs.
Unfortunately for him, I couldn’t give him time to recover. The second he was done, I pushed him forward, grabbed his hips, and fucked him mercilessly.
He cried out for me. For his Daddy.
I started panting and screwed my eyes shut.
The pressure built up rapidly. Every muscle in my body protested, and I still didn’t stop. I went faster and harder, I gnashed my teeth and growled, I drilled my cock in and out of him until it was my turn. I imploded with a white-hot rush that gave me cold chills at the same time as I felt feverish.
I couldn’t fucking breathe.
I rocked into him, fucking my come deeper inside his ass, and fell forward a bit. My forehead touched the dip between his shoulder blades.
It took a while before I registered Danny’s shivers. Heard his quick breaths. Felt him squirm.
Jesus fuck.
Needing more closeness, I summoned the last of my energy and withdrew from him. Then I had us tumbling down on the sheet, and I pulled him tight to my body.
I swallowed against the dryness in my throat.
We shared the pillow so I could watch him.
He let out a shuddering breath and hitched a leg over my hip. That suited me fine. I kissed him on the forehead and gave his ass cheek a squeeze. Maybe my fingers wandered a little. I wanted to feel my come trickling out of him.
“We gotta do that every day,” he said hoarsely.
I chuckled, out of breath. “Daddy needs to rest too.”
“Mmm, my sexy Daddy…” He cuddled closer and tucked his arms between us.
He gave me a cute, mischievous smile as I dipped my middle finger inside his bottom.
“Perv,” he whispered.
“Can’t get enough.” I kissed him.
The mischief faded, and his smile turned a little timid. “I’m afraid I will get so attached to you that I… I don’t know.”
Fuck, keep talking.
I swallowed. Warmth blanketed me, reaching deeper than any sunray ever could. “Danny, I’ve spent my whole life avoiding attachment. I won’t do that with you. I don’t think I can.”