Daddy's Stepstalker (Daddy's Little Deviants)

“I’m going to kill him, Shaw. I swear I’m gonna.”

Ari’s voice reverberated in my head, confident and angry.

I took the bag out of his hand, dropped it into my desk drawer, and slammed it shut. What if anyone walked in, saw it, and asked questions.

“I didn’t kill him,” he said. I lifted my eyebrows. “What? I swear I didn’t kill him.”

“Then whose blood is this?” I demanded.

“Judd’s, but it was hardly a scratch.”

Goddammit, why didn’t the boy ever do as he was told? I stalked to him and gripped his shoulders. Hard. “I told you to leave Judd alone,” I rasped in a low voice.

“And I did, but then you told me if he messed with you, I could go after him. That’s all I did.”

“I didn’t say anything like that.”

“Yes, you did. But he’s fine, and hopefully he learned his lesson and will leave you alone.”

I turned his face and inspected the bruise forming there. “He struck you?”

“I was stupid and got distracted.”

I tightened my hand on his chin and I had to let go before I caused another bruise. “You don’t listen. You don’t obey me,” I growled. “You do whatever you want. What am I going to do with you, Ari?”

“Punish me. And then love me.”

He was so matter-of-fact about it. I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him toward the desk. “You want me to punish you, Ari?”

“Yes, but you’ll make it better after, right?”

I ignored his question, found the string knotted at the front of his cargo pants and undid it. I tugged them down and almost lost focus when I saw the pink lace thong he had on beneath. My mind was spinning. Did I want to punish or fuck him? I fisted his hoodie at the back and bent him over my desk.

I swiped up the wooden ruler from my desk — being old fashioned came in handy now — and aimed the first smack at his ass. When he squirmed too much, I yanked off my tie and knotted his hands behind his back, then smacked his ass cheeks again.

Crack.The sound of the wood meeting flesh rang out in the room.

“I swear you disobey me just to be punished,” I whispered fiercely as I landed another blow on him. I hit him over and over, never the same place twice in a row. Soon his sobs came out muffled, and his shoulders had long since stopped supporting his weight. His torso collapsed onto my desk.

When his ass was a healthy pink, I dropped the ruler on the desk and kneeled behind him. He hissed softly when I pressed his cheeks apart, but it turned into a moan when my tongue pierced his hole.

“You make any sound, and I stop,” I warned him, then delved between his cheeks again. I alternated between sucking and tongue fucking his ready hole. His muscles clenched, and his hands clutched at the tie as he blew hard, unable to moan or cry out the way he usually did when we were at home.

I reached between his legs and rubbed his dick, stroking him while I wiggled my tongue deeply inside him. His whispered “oh my god, oh my god” filled the room, and I pulled back just as I promised I would.

“Please, Daddy. Don’t stop.”

I jerked him to his knees on top of the desk, bringing his back up against my chest. He turned his head, and I kissed him, sucking his tongue into my mouth.

“Do you have those packets of lube?” I asked, biting his cheekbone.

“In my jacket.”

I dipped inside his jacket and came up with a small bottle of lube and not the packet he usually carried with him. He said he always wanted to be prepared, but this time, he’d come here with the intention to be fucked.

I didn’t take off my pants. Just unzipped them and fished inside for my dick. I rubbed the lube over the head of my cock and slicked it down to the base, then smeared the excess over his hole and a bit inside. With two fingers, I worked him loose, but given we’d fucked last night, it didn’t take me long before I held his hips and guided my cock inside him.

A shiver ran through his body. I pulled out, beat my dick against his hole, and pushed back in. Fuck, I couldn’t get enough of him. Now I was the one struggling to stay silent as his hole gripped me and threatened to send me over the edge. I couldn’t pound him as I wanted, sure the noise would carry all the way over to the front desk, but I thrust so deep inside his body the only thing left to stuff inside him were my balls.