Dear Daddy, Please Spank Me - Chara Croft Page 0,43

it in and out over my tongue a few times and then pushing deeper.

And eyes closed? His cock became the only thing that existed. It was like I really was his fucktoy, and the wet, sloppy sound it made when he started fucking into my mouth faster was almost too much. I had to dig my fingers into my wrists to keep from taking care of myself, too… and then I almost didn't have to.

It had been years since I’d had a gag reflex, and fuck if it didn’t make me almost shoot off, untouched and hands-free, when Andy gritted out a wrecked-sounding “Jesus” as he realized there was nothing stopping him from going even deeper and pushed all the way down my throat, finally starting to lose his cool for once.

“Jordan,” he groaned, his balls hitting my chin. “You… you’re... fuck.”

Oh, shit. My eyes popped open at that, and I would have grinned if I could have. Language, Daddy. And damn, it was hot to have my mouth be the thing that made him break his own rule... but not as hot as the way his gaze was boring into me, his cock already thickening even more as it filled the fuck out of my mouth and stuffed my throat so completely that I couldn't breathe. His fingers flexed against my skull as he ground against my face, so deeply embedded that oxygen and air became nothing but distant memories.

I didn’t usually love choking on cock, but for Andy? Pretty sure it was now what I lived for. It made me feel like I really did belong to him, and I gave zero fucks about whether I’d ever get to breathe again.

“Baby,” he gritted out, his hips bumping forward with little micro thrusts that pushed him even deeper. “God, Jordan.”

I squeezed my hands together behind my back, gripping my wrists so tightly that I almost dislocated my shoulders. I wanted to touch him, to touch myself, to fucking touch something… but just like he’d said before, I wanted to be good for him even more, and he'd told me not to.

He’d also told me not to suck… but that didn’t mean I couldn’t swallow.

The edges of my vision started to darken, hot tears squeezing out of the corners of my eyes, but totally worth it when Andy made the hottest goddamn sound I’d ever heard as I started milking him with my throat.

He whispered my name, reaching down to stroke my throat, right over where it was distended by his cock, but then, with a choked sound of his own, he suddenly pulled out. All the way out. Backing off so fast I gasped, my throat spasming, and would have fallen forward if he hadn’t kept a tight grip on my head.

“Jesus, Jordan,” he panted, his face looking just as wrecked as he sounded. “I’m so sorry, baby. You couldn’t breathe. I… I didn’t mean…I...”

“’Sokay,” I slurred, my brain definitely in that cotton-filled bliss place he always sent me to, slowing down my words. “Liked it,” I managed in a rough croak, since my throat was definitely feeling it.

He’d been in deep, and he’d stayed for a while… but fuck if I didn’t want him back.

“Jordan—”

“Don’t need air,” I interrupted. “Just your cum.”

He stared down at me, still breathing hard, then squeezed his eyes closed for a second, shuddering. “Baby...” he said, grabbing his cock and stroking it once before aiming it back at my mouth. “Jesus, you’re perfect.”

Well, that definitely wasn’t true... but fuck if he didn’t make me feel like it was anyway.

Just for him.

Just for now.

“Eyes on me,” he rasped, finally pushing his cock back into my mouth. “I want you looking at me when you make me come. Suck this time, baby. Don't stop until you get what you need. Show Daddy how good you can be.”

Oh, fuck yeah. Suck him dry? Make him come so hard he never let anyone else call him Daddy but me? Get him to drop another F-bomb? Addict him to my mouth? Blow him so good that he had to spank me for turning his balls inside out after he came down my throat?

Hashtag-goals, motherfucker.

“Jesus, baby,” he groaned as I lunged for his dick, putting every last one of my extensive cocksucking skills to use. “Holy… Jordan.”

Sucking dick, I could do. Working my tongue. Widening my jaw. Alternating suction and speed and how deep I took him until I figured out exactly what he needed, exactly what he liked...