stroked it quickly, and I flicked the tip of my tongue over the head. “I want you to fuck me.”
He combed his fingers through my hair. “Mmm, wasn’t so hard, was it?”
I gasped as a sharp sting radiated from the back of my head when he pulled me back.
“Daddy’s going to make your dreams come true,” he whispered against my cheek. Behind my back, he twisted the plug in my ass and slowly pulled it out. “I’ll fill my boy’s little bottom with so much come that it’ll run down your legs later.”
I whimpered, and my chest heaved with my next breath. I couldn’t believe his filthy mouth—this was what winning the dirtiest lottery on the planet felt like. Whatever he wanted, he could have. I’d even get on my knees and beg him to take it.
On my knees was how he wanted me, too. With my hands grabbing the back of the sofa, I pushed my ass out for him while he stood behind me and lubed up his cock.
Then he gave my ass a solid smack, and all I did was moan something incoherent.
“You greedy little whore,” he murmured. “I want you this desperate for me at all times.”
“Yes, sir,” I groaned. “Whenever you want.”
He shifted one hand to my hip and used the other to guide his cock to my ass, and there was no warning. He sank into me in one slow, fluid thrust.
His exhale rocked me to my core. It was filled with pleasure and relief, and I wanted to make him feel that way forever.
He just fucking owned me. He fucked me, and he owned me. With a forceful grip on my hips, he drove his cock in and out of me and created the sexiest sounds whenever his pelvis hit my flesh.
Moans filled the air, and not all of them belonged to Daddy and me.
It made me wanna roll around in the attention we were given. I groaned pleadingly and arched my back, and I started stroking myself off. Sweat beaded over my skin. My breath turned shallow. And the rhythm fucked my brain. It was out of this world. Push, pull, Gideon’s grunt, push, pull, Gideon’s groan, push, pull, Gideon smacking my ass again.
“Harder, Daddy,” I begged. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. He felt fucking incredible, and he was hitting all the right places. “Fuck me harder.”
He tightened his grip and slammed into me, and I cried out as pleasure and pain washed over me in a heated rush.
“Now that you’ve demonstrated what a needy slut you are,” he grunted, “don’t think for a second I won’t come into your room at night.”
I moaned and glanced at him over my shoulder, and I made sure to meet every single thrust. “I’ll leave the door open every night.”
“That’s my good boy,” he murmured, out of breath. “You’ll keep me satisfied, won’t you?”
I nodded quickly and whimpered. I was getting so close. I felt all feverish and desperate, and this fucking had to continue when we got home. There was no getting enough of him.
When he told me to come for him, to come for Daddy, I didn’t make a single sound. I couldn’t. I was too far gone in some delirious state where only he and I existed, and I could only obey. I let the euphoria grab ahold of me and sweep me the fuck away.
I just breathed and moved with the rhythm he controlled. Push, pull, push, pull. And the orgasm took over. Ropes of come shot from my cock, and I vaguely heard his breathing change. Quickly thereafter, his thrusts changed too. He fucked me harder once, twice, three more times before he rammed in and jerked inside me.
I was ready to collapse.
Oh my God.
I dropped my chin to my chest and waited for my heart to slow down.
Gideon brushed a sweet kiss between my shoulder blades, then carefully withdrew his cock.
I swallowed dryly.
Goose bumps rose all over me, and I couldn’t stop shivering.
At the sound of a door clicking shut, I managed to open my eyes and look toward—oh, he’d closed it. I was glad, to be honest. The aftermath was private.
“You make me speechless sometimes, Nicky.” He helped me off the love seat and gathered me in his arms, where he cupped my face and kissed me softly. “Let’s get cleaned up so we can get out of here. I want us under the covers as soon as possible.”
I shuddered some more, and I nodded. “Sounds perfect.