Ranch Daddy

He looked at me over his shoulder. “Daddy?”

There was a seriousness in his tone that hadn’t been there before. “Yes?”

“Could we… um… could we not use a condom.”

He surprised me, and it must have shown on my face.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to. You probably shouldn’t trust me.”

“Because you’re not telling me the truth?”

“No, because I… I’m not…” he frowned and bit his lip.

“I promise not to punish you for an honest answer. Do you think you’re untrustworthy?”

Riley shook his head. “No. But everybody else does.”

“I don’t, but you haven’t asked me if I’ve been tested.”

“I trust you to keep me safe. You would never agree to this if you thought there was a chance…”

“I get tested regularly, and like I told you, it’s been a long time since I’ve been with anyone else, but I want you to be sure.”

“I am. I don’t want there to be any barriers between us. I want to feel you, just you. I don’t know when or if I’ll ever be able to trust anyone else like this.”

The thought of him letting someone else fuck him bare—hell, the thought of him with anyone else at all—made my stomach twist. Riley was mine. He was my boy.

“Blake, are you all right?”

I let out a long breath. “Yes, I’m fine. You just surprised me. That’s all.”

“If you don’t want to, it’s okay. I know it’s probably too soon to ask, but we don’t have long, and…”

I knelt by the head of the bed and reached for him. He turned onto his side and took my hand. “What’s between us is special. I have gone without condoms before because I was reckless, young and stupid, or drunk. I’ve never done it because I wanted to feel as close to a person as I could possibly get. With you that’s exactly what I want. You’re my boy, Riley, not just some guy I’m having sex with. If you want this, if you trust me, then I am absolutely one hundred percent for it.”

“I do trust you, Daddy. I want you bare inside me.”

“Okay. Let me grab the lube.”

He sighed as he settled back onto his knees with his ass in the air.

My hands trembled as I slicked my cock. I couldn’t remember ever being this nervous about fucking a man before, but this wasn’t just any man. This was Riley. My Riley.

The heat of him and the clasp of his walls against my bare skin was almost more than I could take. As soon as I’d breached his entrance, I had to stop, hold still, and remember how to breathe. The last thing I wanted was to come too fast. I wanted to fully experience every single slick, hot, tight moment of this. I knew we’d have some more time together when we got back to the ranch but not enough. Not nearly enough. We wouldn’t be able to be together most nights. It was too risky, but I could enjoy Riley right now.

“More,” Riley gasped.

I pushed deeper, willing my climax to hold off. Inch by inch, I drove into his tight heat. Nothing had ever felt this good.

“It’s so warm. I can’t wait to feel you come inside me and then feel your cum run out of me.”

I gripped the base of my cock and squeezed. “Fuck, Riley. You can’t say things like that, or this is going to be over way too soon.”

“I don’t ever want it to be over,” Riley said.

“Neither do I.”

Finally, I was all the way inside him. I paused long enough to take several deep breaths before pulling back. As I began to thrust into him faster, Riley shoved himself back, meeting every stroke. Our rhythm grew fast and rough. There was a desperation to our fucking that hadn’t been there before. It was as good as it had always been, better even, but I felt like we were both trying too hard to hold on. I forced myself to pull all the way out.

Riley whimpered. “Don’t stop.”

“Turn over. I want to see you.”

He did as I said, and when our gazes met, the intensity I saw there frightened me. Riley had said he wanted there to be no barriers between us. I’d wanted that too, but now, looking into his eyes, feeling what I did, I almost flipped him over again. I wasn’t sure I had the courage to take him like this, to let him see what I was feeling, to see my emotions mirrored in his eyes and know this wasn’t going to last.

“Fuck me, Blake. I need you. I need you so much.”

Blake this time, not Daddy. It felt even more intimate somehow. I drove back into his willing body, and he wrapped his legs around me. I rode him hard, and he clung to me, encouraging me, begging for more.