Daddy's Adorable Assassin (Daddy's Little Deviants)

HUNTER

IfoundCosmolying on the bed in the same position I’d left him in about twenty minutes ago when I headed downstairs to get a drink. All just a stalling tactic to delay the inevitable. The plan had been to take the time to talk myself out of doing this, but what I really did was down a glass of scotch to settle my nerves and lay the doubts to rest.

Cosmo and I were inevitable since the day fate had put him in my path. I’d spent so long fighting my attraction, and I was exhausted. I just wanted to take and take some more until he had nothing left to give.

The carpet cushioned my footsteps as I approached the bed. How much did he understand about what was about to happen? He hadn’t known how to prepare himself for sex, so I’d had to do it for him. The way he’d trusted me to wash him out and get him all cleaned up for me had been surprisingly sweet.

After the bath, I’d slipped on his thong and dressed him in a rose-pink silk shift. I’d laid him in the center of the bed and, with a kiss on his forehead, whispered I would be back.

I’d never counted on seeing him in the same position to be so arousing. He was really mine to do with what I wanted. I could mount him, and he wouldn’t object. Oh god, how I wanted to take him and use him like he belonged to me.

Five years of suppressed hunger crept through my pores and settled on my skin, ready to pounce and claim, to ravish and slake my lust.

But he’s a virgin.And so small. His size didn’t tame the ferocious pulsing of my blood, though. On the contrary, I wanted to use him, ravish him, hold him so tight we would become one.

Overwhelmed by emotions, I sat next to him on the bed. I stroked his hair and spread it out on the pillow.

“Perfect.”

I tugged my shirt over my head and dropped it to the floor. My hands shook as I undid my belt and stripped out of my pants and underwear. Driven by the need to feel him and touch him, I got onto the bed and straddled his hips, keeping my weight off his body. I took his hands in mine and pulled them above his head.

“Is this okay, sweet doll?”

He squeezed once. I leaned forward and softly kissed his lips. They were pliant but unresponsive. It shouldn’t turn me on. God, if I got even harder, it would be over in seconds. I slipped my tongue into his mouth and deepened the kiss. He squeezed my hand, and I paused, waiting for another, but he just held on to mine tight. His chest rose and fell, and his breathing became shallow.

“You’re loving this, aren’t you? Being a doll I get to control and use.”

Another squeeze.

“I’m going to hell for this, you know that, right? And I can’t even remember why I should care.” I released his hand, caught the hem of his dress, and dragged the material up. A tremor ran through him. “You’ve always tempted me. The things you’ve said. The way you climb into my lap as though it was made for you. I haven’t been this close to anyone in five years, but I can’t even remember feeling so good.”

I pushed his nightgown up to his waist, then spread his thighs to accommodate me and took his hands again. He was rock hard in his pretty panties. I stared down at him as I lowered my pelvis to his and rocked forward, rubbing our cocks together. He inhaled sharply.

“You like that, love? Like when I touch you like this?”

I caught his lips with mine again and kissed him, panting into his mouth as I thrust, rutting against his cock, which was leaking precum through the sheer material of his panties. He trembled under me, a ripple coursing through his body.

I pushed off him and kneeled between his thighs. “I found the little gift you left in my bed, you know.” I hooked a finger into his underwear and pulled them down, freeing his cock, messy with his cum. “Do you want to know what I did? How I knew I could no longer resist you if you pushed the right buttons? When I lay in that very spot and fucked the bed just like I imagined you’d just done, your perfect peachy ass bouncing with your desperation to come.” I peeled down the underwear and left it dangling around one ankle. “And I wondered if you’d called my name when you were coming because I definitely called yours. All the time I fucked that bed, Cosmo, I pictured you lying beneath me. I was inside you, and you were letting me.”

I scooped Cosmo up in my arms and turned him over onto his stomach. I positioned his head to the side and his arms bent beside his head.

“Do you want to know what made me change my mind about touching you?” Chuckling hoarsely, I worked the thin shift up his waist and exposed his round bottom. “When you told me no one else had ever been here.” I spread his ass cheeks and inhaled sharply. His hole was so tight, so perfect.

Touching another man like this should have been weird. Sure, I’d played with women’s asses before, but I couldn’t deny Cosmo’s balls and dick existed when I was looking right at them. Instead of being repulsed or hesitant like when Knight had offered, I wanted to touch, kiss, and own every part of Cosmo.

I licked the strip of skin that ran from his balls to his crack and traveled up to his hole. Fluttering my tongue over the small puckered opening, I kissed and fucked his hole. He breathed hard, puffing out tiny gasps, but he remained still, committed to playing his role of lifeless doll that was mine to use.

Hewas mine to use.

Oh my god. He had given me his consent. I groaned and delved my tongue into the tight sphincter muscles that guarded his treasure. Raising my head, I brought my thumbs closer and pried at the flesh around his hole, isolating that point of focus from anything else.

“Fuck.”

I released Cosmo’s cheeks and grabbed the lube from the night table, where I’d placed it earlier.

“This might hurt a bit, doll, but I need you to trust me. The only way you’re able to take me tonight is if I stretch you to make me fit.” I clutched his hand. “Do you understand?”

The hearty squeeze was what I’d hoped for.