of mine but the ripple effect of him springing around.
“Can’t. Catch. Me,” he challenged.
It took me just a few seconds to grab him around the waist, and we tumbled to the bed of the horrendous contraption, bouncing a few times before we settled into a tangle of limbs.
Ashton ended up beneath me, his face flushed, his eyes delirious with joy, breathing hard and slightly musky with sweat.
“Daddy’s going to punish me now?” he teased.
I brushed his hair from his forehead. “When we get home, I’ll swat your behind. How about that?”
His pupils dilated. “Now, please.”
“Hmm.” I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his. He wrapped his arms around my neck, and his legs went around my waist. The simple kiss I’d intended quickly turned into me grinding against him until I must’ve pushed a little too hard, and we bounced a bit.
Ashton erupted into giggles against my lips. “I’d love to bounce on your cock in a bouncy house.”
I groaned and shifted off him, keeping a hand wrapped around his wrist as I led us out of the contraption. “Not in the kids’ bouncy castle. Come on.”
He pouted and dug in his heels a little. “Daddy, we have a little problem?” He lowered his gaze to the front of his pants, which bulged. Then he gestured at me. “And a big problem.”
“Noelle asked me to show you the bathroom so you can wash up before we eat.”
“But I…” His lips rounded out when my meaning became clear. “Oooh, yes, we definitely need to wash up.”
Without a word, I huddled him into the house and to the bathroom downstairs. Thankfully, everyone was still upstairs checking out the dollhouse…which reminded me. As soon as Ashton and I entered the bathroom, I spun the lock on the door. He was already unbuckling his pants.
“Jesus, Ash, slow down.”
“I don’t want to slow down. I want you.”
I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him into me with my back propped against the door. He came willingly, clutching my shoulders, preparing for a quick, hard fuck in my friends’ guest bathroom.
“Thank you for the gift you bought Kaylee,” I said instead. “It’s extravagant. A bit too much for a kid you’ve never met, but she’ll never forget it.”
“Good, because I aim to be unforgettable.”
I chuckled at his immodesty, and then we didn’t have any more reason to wait. “I’ll have to punish you when we get home,” I murmured against his lips. “Otherwise, everyone else will hear my hand connecting with your very fine ass.”
He groaned. “There’s more than one way to punish me.”
He released my neck and dropped onto his knees before me. “Make me.” He challenged, licking his lips.
How could I resist my boy? I made quick work of my jeans, leaving it to sag around my thighs as I took out my semi. I pressed the tip to Ashton’s mouth, smearing my precum over his lips. He moaned, whimpering when I eventually slipped the head between his lips. He sank onto my cock, taking inch by inch of me until his lips were pressed to my pubic hair.
“Fuck,” I gasped softly at the tightness of his throat around my cock. “You look so beautiful with my cock in your mouth like that.”
But he would look even more beautiful swallowing my load. “Don’t move.” I grasped him by the head to keep him steady and withdrew, then pushed back into his mouth. The wetness made a soft squelching sound as my thrusts became a rhythm, building to a crescendo of a masterpiece composed solely by his mouth and my cock.
He made no complaints, managed each thrust like a boy who knew what his mouth was made for. Not once did he gag, timing each thrust to accommodate his breathing.
Ashton’s face turned red, and his lips glistened with spit, which dribbled to the corner. He locked eyes with mine, and the intimacy of the moment triggered my response. I bit into my bottom lip to stop the cry that bubbled into my throat. With a soundless grunt I felt deep inside my gut, I came, my hips thrusting wildly into his wet mouth.
When I stilled, Ashton’s slim hand wrapped around the base of my cock, and he kissed my tip, lapping at the head slowly, cleaning me up. His hand slipped lower and fondled my sensitive balls, and I had to push it away.
“Thanks, Daddy,” he said when he released me. He moaned softly, his eyes blissed-out as if he was the