Trust in Me - Quinn Ward Page 0,81
What if he’d used too much adhesive and it oozed over the top and our bodies wound up glued together and we had to call someone to help get us apart? Who would we even call? OMG, I’d rather die.
“Easy, Sam. You’re thinking too hard.” Daddy rubbed his hands up and down my arms. “Go easy at first. I’ll tell you if it gets to be too much. Once my body gets used to being stretched out, you can go as hard as you want.”
“And you want this, too?” I needed to be sure we were both going to enjoy ourselves. “You’re not just doing it for me?”
“Baby, I’d do a hell of a lot of things for you, but if I hated bottoming, I’d tell you,” he reassured me. He let one leg drop to the bed and curled a hand around his shaft. “Are you ready? If you’re not, we can wait. I don’t want you to feel pressured into anything.”
I couldn’t tell him I wasn’t completely ready, but I wasn’t sure I ever would be. No matter how many times I’d imagined being able to top a partner, it was something I didn’t think would ever happen. I lined the head of my cock up to his entrance and gave a slow, tentative thrust. Theron bit down on his lip and groaned. It wasn’t a sound I associated with pleasure, so I stilled, looking up to check in with him.
“I’m okay, Sam. Keep going just like that,” he urged me as I pressed a bit deeper. I pulled back and pushed in again. My attention was split between his face and watching my dick disappear inside his body. “Fuck, that feels good.”
With a few more careful thrusts, he was able to take my entire length. His hole spasmed around my dick and I swore I could feel the gentle tug on the pocket. I shivered as I pulled out, loving the pressure. This was so much more than wearing a silicone toy. It really felt like it was part of me.
Daddy pressed his hand to my chest. I leaned over his body, sliding a hand around the back of his neck. My voice cracked and I felt an overwhelming sense of happiness filling my chest. “Thank you, Daddy. I love you, so much.”
He planted his feet on the bed and started bucking up, taking control, using my body to chase his pleasure. “I didn’t overstep?”
“No, it’s perfect,” I responded breathlessly.
“Then show me, baby. Fuck me as hard as you want to.” I pulled back until I was almost out of his body then let loose with long, fast strokes. It was impossible to devour his mouth the way I wanted, so I straightened, resting my hands on his knees to support myself as I pounded into his body. Daddy poured more lube into his hand. He focused on the head of his dick as he started jerking off, muttering his praises of how I was making him feel. I knew every time I grazed his prostate as his back arched off the bed and he cried out for me to keep doing that.
So I did. Wanting to own his pleasure the way he always did mine, I batted his hand out of the way. “Let me take care of you, Daddy.”
It only took a few more strokes before I felt his cock thicken in my hand. I lost control of the rhythm as I tried to draw every ounce of pleasure I could from him. His back arched high off the bed and his neck strained as he screamed my name. Ropes of cum covered my hand and his stomach. I held the base of my dick the way he always did and slowly pulled out of his body.
As soon as I laid over him, his arms wrapped tightly around me. “Baby, that was amazing. I almost feel like I need to get you something else for your birthday because that was a gift to me.”
“Don’t you dare,” I panted before sucking gently on his neck, licking away the beads of sweat. “This was more than enough. You have no clue how much it means.”
“Oh baby, I think I do.” He kissed me tenderly, repeating over and over how good it was for him. “But if you need to try it a hundred more times to make sure you like your birthday present, I’ll have to offer my body to help you.”
“Gee, that’s one hell of a