Secret Daddy - J.R. Gray Page 0,23
bit down on my lower lip, combating the pain with more pain.
“Mmmmm. I’m going to wreck your hole tonight.”
* * *
“Promise?” I asked.
“I do, and you know I never break my promises.” He withdrew his fingers.
“I know, Daddy.”
* * *
He pressed his lips to the base of my throat and pushed his tip against my hole. I didn’t wait for permission, I slid down on him, the sting of his head entering causing me to moan.
“Horny boy.”
“It’s your fault.”
“I know.” He pushed a finger inside with his cock, stretching me further. “I’m going to make you wear a plug all day tomorrow.”
I dropped my face to his shoulder, unable to form thoughts. Between his teasing words and his cock, I was done for. The build-up from earlier had me on edge all day. “You’re going to make me come.”
“Isn’t that the point?” he asked, rocking into me when I was fully settled on his cock.
“Only when you want me to.”
“I want you to. I’m going to make you orgasm until it hurts tonight and then I’m going to blow you until you beg me to stop.”
I squirmed, almost losing it right there.
“I’ll be wrecking you the whole time, too. It’s going to be a long evening, my Prince.”
He grabbed my hip and changed my pace, forcing my hips to tilt and his finger sank deeper, setting a relentless pace. I was lost to moans and the pressure building in my balls.
“Hello?” came a familiar voice and we both froze.
Panic iced my veins and my chest constricted. I picked up my head, finding Jensen’s eyes and my own fear reflected in them.
“Aiden? You here?” Came my brother’s voice.
Six
AIDEN
You didn’t lock the fucking door,” Jensen hissed under his breath, struggling to put his cock away before my brother came around the corner.
“I never lock the fucking door!” I replied, not sure if I should be scrambling to get off Jensen’s cock or staying where I was because then at least it wasn’t on display for my brother. “And he lives here.”
“Aiden?” Adam said, his voice getting closer.
“Not a good time!” I called out, hoping he’d stop at the door. “Can you come back later?”
“What’s not a good time?” Closer still. “I live here.”
“Because!” I was struggling to come up with an excuse as to why my brother couldn’t be in his own house. Why wouldn’t it be okay if he showed up early?
“I’m a little indisposed!” I stared at Jensen who had his cock away but was working to untie me so I could get off his lap.
“Are you jacking off in the living room?” He came around the corner as he said it, full-on laughing.
I buried my face in Jensen’s neck, tears welling up in my eyes.
“Howdy,” Jensen said, and I assumed Adam was in sight.
Adam’s laugh cut off. “Wow.”
“Could you give us a minute?” Jensen asked and I wasn’t sure how he kept his voice so even.
“I… yeah. Let me know when your cock isn’t in my brother. Thanks,” Adam huffed sounding exasperated.
The creaking of my wood floor signaled my brother’s retreat around the corner. I scrambled away from Jensen, trying to turn around so he could untie me, but caught my ankle on something, sending me toppling backward. I hit the floor with a crack and pain exploded in my ass.
“Shit.”
“Are you okay?” Adam called from around the corner.
Jensen was on his feet picking me up.
“I don’t know,” I mumbled, teeth clamped wondering which hurt worse, my embarrassment or my ass.
Jensen got me to my feet and untied me before checking my butt, which of course had my dick hard again. My fucking body. Jensen was laughing and I turned red.
“What the fuck is going on?” Adam called. “Can I come in yet?”
Did he sound angry? I couldn’t tell.
“Give us a minute unless you want to see our dicks,” Jensen said.
Adam groaned. “I do not want.”
“Then find some patience.”
Adam grumbled. Jensen picked up my clothes and dropped to a knee to help me into the sweats which I was grateful for.
“I think I broke my tailbone,” I said as I lifted one leg then the other.
“Bruised it probably.”
Once I was dressed, he was behind me again, prodding and pushing my tailbone. “I don’t think you broke it, but we won’t know without an x-ray.”
“I don’t want to go anywhere.” I sighed. “Fix this” —I waved at all of him— “so I can figure out if my brother hates me.”
“Sure thing.”
“We’re decent,” Jensen called out once he’d smoothed his hard-on