Trust in Me - Quinn Ward Page 0,68

that he be fully adult for his parents’ visit. “Do you have to go potty before we get you dressed?”

Sammy nodded, sucking his bottom lip between his teeth. When he pressed his thighs together, I realized he was missing what we’d skipped out on this morning.

After lowering the zipper on Sammy’s jeans, I shoved my hand inside his briefs. His hips bucked, pressing his dick against my palm. My fingers slipped between his folds. Still teasing him, I backed him toward the bathroom. “You didn’t get your wake-up treats today, did you?”

Sammy shook his head, whimpering when the tip of my finger pressed against his back hole. Fuck, I loved it when he got needy. He was so responsive.

“Do you want treats now or later?” It had to be his decision this time. There wouldn’t be time for foreplay, but one benefit I’d quickly come to appreciate was that Sammy didn’t need as much as the other boys. Instead of responding verbally, Sammy reached for my pants. “You want that? Should I bend you over the sink and take you right here?”

“Oh God, please!” Sammy cried out. I pressed my mouth against his, silencing him before he said anything else. Noise didn’t carry through the house, but he’d grown accustomed to not holding back from me.

While I started stripping both of us from the waist down, Sammy fumbled around in the top drawer. He held up one of his paci’s like it was a prized possession. He popped it into his mouth and started sucking on it. I’d much rather it was my dick between his lips, but this would have to do for now.

“Such a smart boy.” I turned him to face the mirror before draping my body over his. “I want you to watch what I’m doing to you. I want you to look into my eyes and see how much I love you. Feel me. See me. Trust me to always know what you need.”

Sammy yanked the paci out of his mouth. “I do trust you, Daddy. Always. And I love you more than you know. Maybe more than I should.”

“That’s not possible.” I pulled open the top drawer and pulled out a condom. It pained me to separate from him long enough to suit up, but it was necessary. I parted Sammy’s ass cheeks, sliding my thumbs through his crease. With my other hand, I placed the paci back in his mouth. If we were doing this, he had to stay quiet. He whimpered as I lined the head of my cock to his entrance. “You ready, baby boy? I’m not going to last long.”

Sammy nodded, his gaze still on mine in our reflections. His eyes fluttered closed as I pressed inside. “You feel so good, baby. I love how wet you are. Were you having naughty thoughts before you came upstairs?”

Sammy nodded again, his cheeks turning bright pink.

“Good. I like knowing you were thinking about me taking you like this,” I assured him. “You’re a needy little boy, just the way I like you.” Sammy cried out around the paci as I thrust into him, fast and hard. I reached around, bracketing my fingers around his dick, stroking him as I fucked into him. Sammy whimpered. “Yeah, you like that, don’t you? If you’re a good boy this weekend, I have a birthday surprise for you tomorrow night.”

I looked into the mirror, chuckling when Sammy’s eyes widened, silently pleading for something. I thrust into him again. “Is this what you need?”

Sammy shook his head.

No?

In answer, Sammy dropped his chest to the counter, tipping his ass higher in the air. He whimpered again when I dragged my index finger through his crease. My boy was definitely going to love the surprise I had planned for him. Since we’d started playing with his ass, he’d become a greedy little boy, wanting to be filled everywhere.

I swiped the lube off the counter, drizzling some on my fingers. I pressed the slick against his back entrance. “Is this what you want? You want me filling both places?”

Sammy nodded frantically. His jaw went slack and the paci fell out of his mouth when I pressed one finger into him. I pushed deeper, loving the fact I could feel my dick filling him as I fingered his ass.

“More, Daddy. Want more. Please,” he begged.

“You have to be quiet, Sammy,” I warned him. “You don’t want anyone to know what a pretty little slut you can be for me, do you?”

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