Daddy pushed himself up on his elbow and caressed my stomach. “The first time I fantasized about you this way, you’d just turned nineteen,” he said quietly. “I couldn’t sleep properly for days. I was terrified the unbidden images would pop up again.” He released a breath and brushed his hand lower and lower. “And they did.”
He eased his hand over my cock, and I pinned my gaze harder at the ceiling. No shivering, no twitching, no moving against his touch.
“You had this flirty nature about you…” He chuckled darkly. “Sometimes I thought you knew. I thought you were taunting me on purpose. Walking around barely dressed, always so affectionate.”
Yeah, he was definitely out for revenge. His featherlight touch on my cock proved it.
“But now I have you here,” he whispered. “Helpless and all mine.”
He made my heart beat faster.
My pulse quickened too.
He dipped down and kissed me softly on the lips. “I’ll never be a coward again, my lovely boy. You make me want to do better. Be stronger.”
I had to swallow the saliva pooling in my mouth. He didn’t say anything. He kept kissing me, the way he’d kissed me for a brief moment three years ago. Where he controlled my every movement and didn’t want me to kiss him back. He traced the tip of his tongue along the seam of my lips, then gently pried my mouth open and ventured inside.
“Perfect toy.” He kissed me a few more times before he shifted south. To my neck, my sternum, my chest. “I didn’t think I could be happy again.”
Oh, Daddy. I wanted to hold him. Wrap my arms around him and sit on his lap while he fucked me silly.
He scooted down farther and got settled near my cock. He gripped it loosely, way too loosely, and nuzzled the skin around it. “So soft.” The skin, possibly. Definitely not my cock.
“Daddy’s gonna take care of you.”
Fuuuck.
I thought I was gonna keel the fuck over by the time he gently sucked me into his mouth. Holy fucking God, that felt good. It wasn’t nearly enough with how reverently he was using me, but the warmth, the wetness, and the knowledge that it was my Daddy… I didn’t know what to do with myself.
“This is going to be our nighttime routine when we’re alone.” He kissed and licked the length of me. “Just me and my little doll with all his beautiful bits and holes.”
I sucked in a breath as quietly as I could, and I couldn’t suppress the next shiver. It ran down my spine and raised goose bumps over my arms and legs.
“Mmm…” He took me all the way in and swirled his tongue around me. “I’ll have my way with you however I like those nights. I’ll show you how much I’ve missed you. Sometimes I’ll let you move and make sounds. Sometimes I won’t.”
Jesus Christ, I was gonna fail. My body came alive, and there wasn’t a single muscle I didn’t wanna clench or contract. Relaxing was out of the question. He was feeding me the filthiest promises that I’d wanted to hear for so goddamn long.
“Then when the morning comes,” he murmured, “you’ll be my wild sprite again. We’ll let our urges dictate everything we do. We chase our pleasure with each other and take what we want.”
I screwed my eyes shut and smashed my lips together. Sorry, it was either that or begging him to rail me like a savage.
I felt him smile in a kiss he planted on my hip, so I was sure he’d noticed. Maybe he was going easy on me in the beginning. He of all people knew I struggled to be still!
He didn’t say anything, though. And I wasn’t really complaining. Calming down my brain didn’t happen overnight, but I was noticing a difference. Despite the frustrations, there was liberty in being his object—in having zero control, zero room to move.
The next time he eased my cock into his mouth, he went all out. He sucked me like he couldn’t get enough of his boy’s cock, he coated me with spit, he tightened his lips around me, and he made noises that told me Daddy wasn’t done for the night. He was gonna need more of me.
Pleasure built up too fast, too forcefully, and I wasn’t gonna be able to warn him. It took all my strength to stay somewhat relaxed, which… Fuck, it was weird. But the closer I got to coming, the more intense the sensations became. Like an impending disintegration squeezing me from within in the most intoxicating way. My breaths came out a little faster, a little shallower, but that was it. My legs and arms felt heavier. The heat spread to my thighs, turning them into liquid. I didn’t know what was happening to me. I just melted into the mattress as the sparks of euphoria shot inward instead.