Trust in Me - Quinn Ward Page 0,53

my fingers free. I waited until Sammy’s eyes were open before I sucked the wet fingers into my mouth. “Fuck, baby. I love the way you taste. Get up by the pillows and spread your legs for me.”

Sammy sat up, stroking my length slowly once I stood. I thrust into his fist, loving how he knew exactly where to tighten his grip and when to keep it loose. He leaned forward, sucking the tip of my cock. He rarely went deeper, but what he did was fucking magical.

“I ought to spank you for being a little brat.” I gritted my teeth as I wrapped a hand around the base of my cock and squeezed. I’d been waiting for this all morning, and unlike younger men, I couldn’t rebound quickly. If I came down his throat, we’d have to hold off until after he got home from work tonight and that wasn’t an option. “You can be my little cock warmer tonight, but you’ve got to stop before I come, Sammy.”

He released my dick and licked his lips. “I was trying to make sure I had a balanced breakfast, Daddy. You’re the one who says I can’t live on just juice in the mornings.”

Oh, he was being a cheeky little shit. He was definitely working his way up to a spanking. I filed that information away for later.

“Where are you supposed to be?” While he shuffled up to the head of the bed, I grabbed a condom out of the drawer. I kneeled on the bed between his legs, spreading them wider to put him on full display for me. He tipped his head to the side as I covered his body with mine.

“I’ll only say it once but remember you can decide it’s too much at any time. I won’t be upset with you,” I reassured him before nipping and kissing my way down his neck. He cried out into my mouth as I shoved two fingers inside of him. His hips bucked off the bed, meeting my hand with very thrust, his arms wound tightly around my neck, keeping me from breaking the kiss. “Fuck baby, you’re gorgeous when you let go.”

“Please, Daddy. Go slow next time,” he pleaded. “I don’t wanna wait anymore. Want to be yours.”

“Oh sweetheart, you already are,” I pointed out. Even if we never went any further than we had, he was mine as much as I was his. His body clenched around my fingers and his dick throbbed against my palm. There were definite benefits to my boy’s body, and I absolutely loved how compact he was, how easy it was to send him into the stratosphere. “You’re tight. I don’t know if I’ll last very long.”

I didn’t want him to think less of me, but I was about ninety percent sure I was going to be a minute man. The long, drawn out fucking in porn was an exaggeration on a good day, but when I felt like the past few weeks had all been foreplay leading up to this moment, I didn’t stand a chance.

Sammy sat up, running his hands along my thighs while I opened the condom wrapper. “Can I help you with that, Daddy?”

Even if I’d been able to deny him anything, the longing in his eyes as he held out his hand would have broken me. I rose and place the condom in his hand. When he rolled the latex over my shaft, I had to bite down on my lip, focusing on the pain to keep me from shooting off before it was even in place.

“You ready?”

He hooked his arms around his thighs, pulling his legs back. That was all the answer I needed. I lined up the head of my cock at his entrance, leaning over him as I slowly pushed inside. Sammy went completely still. His brows knit together, and his teeth dug into his bottom lip. “Breathe for me, sweetheart. You’ve gotta relax. It’ll get better, I promise.”

At least I hoped to hell it would. He felt amazing but seeing the discomfort all over his face had my erection flagging a bit. This wasn’t supposed to hurt him, physically or otherwise. I couldn’t even imagine everything that was going through his mind. “Do you need a break?”

Sammy’s head thrashed back and forth on the pillow. He clawed my forearms, keeping me from pulling away. “Just give me a second. It’s good, I promise, but it hurts, too.”

“I’ll give you as much time as you