Exposed Exposed (Dom Nation #1) - E. Davies Page 0,52

to my ear. “You like that, baby boy?”

Oh, Christ. I lurched toward him, my broad palm closing around the outside of his thigh, thumbnail digging into his skin. I pressed my nose into the crease of his hip. My eyes closed, but it couldn’t hold back the tide that flooded my ears and blocked my brain.

Yes! Yes, I am. Yes, I do. Call me that again, please. But the thoughts raced through my brain too fast for words to catch up.

“Mmhmm,” I mumbled, my voice hitching into a whimper toward the end of my noise.

“You do like that.” Rex’s voice was a self-satisfied purr, and I loved it. Making him happy. The pride in his voice completed me, told me that I was doing a good job.

Softly, he stroked my head again. My hair was too short to grip except in tiny clumps between his thumb and forefinger, so instead, his nails dragged fiery lines along my scalp.

My body rippled with pleasure unconsciously, my back arching as my mouth fell open. I tilted my face to the sky—to Rex.

I so badly wanted to earn his praise.

“Good boy,” Rex whispered. “Now… taste Daddy’s cock. I’m waiting for you, Slate. You don’t want me growing impatient.”

Urgency sparked me to life. I gasped and my eyes flew open, my palms sliding up Rex’s thighs. I couldn’t stop the grin that crossed my face as I finally curled my fingers under the heavy shaft that jutted proudly toward me.

And then, with all the thrilling trepidation of a first kiss, my lips pressed against the tip of his shaft. My lips parted and his hardness slid between them, over the tip of my tongue.

Salty, musky taste burst across my palate. I was intoxicated, and I was certain my body was pure glass. Rex had to be able to see—even feel—the joy imprinted on me.

I moaned, delighted at the heat pulsing across my tongue as I pressed my head closer to his body and he choked me with the weight of him. I pulled my head back, gasped for breath, and plunged down again.

I loved sucking cock. Both of us were vulnerable in totally different ways—yet in the same, shared way, our chemistry finally unchecked and running through the air like a drumline.

Rex filled my mouth, velvety soft but hard as hell. It was all I could do to keep my teeth covered as I gingerly bobbed my head, trying to take him all in, a little more at a time.

I sucked gently, reverential at the connection that pulsed between us. The trust my Daddy showed me, I wanted to repay tenfold. I needed to make him feel like the center of my world—because he was, all of a sudden.

And selfishly, I wanted to prove that I could be his boy and make him happy so I could earn a next time.

“Faster than that, boy. I don’t have all night.”

Oh, fuck. The edge of scorn in his voice was perfect. I groaned, my hands sliding around to grip his ass and hold tight. My body burned, a fresh aching wave rolling through my cock, trapped and straining against my stupid little shorts.

I widened my eyes and gazed up as I pulled slowly back, his wet length dragging across my swollen lips. Then he slid free, every vein glistening as I gulped for breath.

No way can I deep-throat him, if he makes me. It was impossible to distinguish desire from adrenaline as I took yet another risk and flicked the tip of my tongue against the slit of his shaft instead.

A shudder coursed through Rex’s thighs, and a soft growl warned me that I was playing with fire.

The second time I tried to lick him, my feigned innocence came back to bite me.

“Impudent boy,” Rex growled, both hands closing around the back of my head. His nails dug in roughly as he shoved his hips toward my face, his dick forcing its way between my lips and all the way to the back of my throat. “Didn’t I tell you I don’t like brats?”

There was no apologizing, though. My punishment was already here. He fucked my mouth in sharp thrusts, hard and fast.

Shit! I gasped and whimpered, struggling against his immovable hold as he choked me with his thick length. All I could smell was Rex, and the heat of my Daddy’s body slammed against my nose without care.

My eyes flooded, my lungs burned for respite, and the throbbing rhythm of pleasure sped up in my chest.