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

I poured a generous amount of lube onto his hole and started with my index finger, pushing into his tightness. Fuck, this is going to be hard. My dick was jumping all around, wanting to be buried inside him, but this would take some time.

Just to get a finger inside him took great patience. His butt twitched, and I allowed him to adjust, then fucked him with that finger. My chuckle came out hoarse when he moaned. With my other hand, I slapped his ass cheek. “Good little dolls don’t make a sound, do they? Don’t make me gag you.”

Empty threats. I would never gag him. Or would I? I no longer knew what I was capable of with him. It intrigued me as much as it terrified me.

I took my time, stretching him with that one finger, then added more lube to accommodate a second digit. He stiffened, and I stroked his lower back until he relaxed. Then I moved slowly with small thrusts, increasing the pace until I pulled him up onto his knees, torso still on the bed.

Thiswas how I wanted to take him—on his hands and knees, his ass in the air. I groaned at the pressure of my cock begging to find its release. Almost there. He had trouble taking a third finger. I knew it caused him discomfort, but he had to accept it if he wanted to take my cock. I was average in length but thicker than most.

“That’s it, baby. Open up for me. We’re almost there. Almost there.”

Fuck, he was still so tight. Grunting, I removed my fingers and squeezed lube onto my cock. Leaning over him, I pressed his body back down into the bed, my cock dragging across his ass as I reached for his hands.

“Do you think you’re ready now, beautiful?” I kissed the side of his face.

He squeezed my hands.

“It might hurt a bit, but I’ll try to go slow and get you accustomed to me.”

I kept hold of one of his hands in case he wanted to tell me to stop. With my other, I tilted his hips just a bit, then pressed the head of my cock against his hole, which was still so fucking tight despite me spending so much time stretching him. I clenched my teeth and kept pushing until his muscles gave way and I popped inside him. He stiffened under me.

“Shh.” I kissed the side of his face and tasted salty tears. Fuck. “Do you want me to stop?”

He gave me two squeezes.

“Please tell me to stop if I hurt you too much.” I couldn’t get more than a few inches inside him, so I worked with what I had, pulled out, and drove back in. Out and back in, working the tip of my cock into that narrow opening.

“So fucking good.” My breathing was harsh against the back of his neck. He was so small. I could crush him if I gave him all my weight, but I gave him just enough. “Can you let me in a bit more, sweet doll? You want Daddy to use that hole and come, don’t you?”

I thrust past the barrier that wouldn’t accommodate me before. A small cry came from him, and he trembled. Oh fuck, he felt good. So fucking good. I ground deeper, smacked my pelvis into his ass, and he cried out, sobbing against the sheets.

“Fuck.” Too soon. I was giving him too much too soon, but my body wouldn’t obey the warning firing off in my head. He’d let me in, and I wanted it all. Him crying and shaking beneath me should have made me stop, but it woke something inside me, something primal, feral. I wanted those tears. The myriad of emotions terrified me, even as the pleasure rolled through me. I claimed him entirely, buried so deep inside his hole now. I was lost.

How the fuck could I ever find my way back out of him?

I’d found Cosmo’s breaking point. How far I could push him before he broke the mold of being just a doll. I kneed his legs wider and pounded into him, still clinging to his hand, waiting for that one sign he didn’t want what I was doing to him.

His sobs got louder, and his body recoiled naturally, pulling away from the punishing thrusts. With my free hand, I grabbed his skinny hip and held him down.

Let him go. He’s trying to get away. Let him go.

Never. He was mine.

I pressed my face to his neck, breathing hard. “Tell me to stop, Cosmo.” Begging was all I had left. “Please tell me to stop. I’m hurting you. I don’t want to hurt you this way. For the love of god, tell me to stop. I swear I will if you tell me to.”

But he didn’t squeeze my hand. And the part of me that should know better had fled, chased away by the darkening passion to make this boy irrevocably mine.

“Fuck, Cosmo. For fuck’s sake, squeeze my hands twice.”

He squeezed only once, and I broke. That one sign of consent undid the case I’d built up against myself for what I was doing to him. Unbridled by that one squeeze, I held him down and continued my punishing rhythm that only made him cry harder.

“I can’t…” I sucked on his neck and forced him to take my entire length, stretching him open and emptying my balls inside him. “Fuck.”

Cosmo shook under me, a pitiful moan emitting from him, and shame and horror at what I’d done hit me. Without a word, I slipped out of him and stared at the cum that trickled out of his abused hole. I’d been too rough on him. For fuck’s sake, he’d been a virgin.

Cursing under my breath, I vaulted off the bed, and my knees buckled. I inhaled deeply and straightened, then stumbled to his bathroom and turned the faucet on. I soaked a towel, wrung out the excess water, and returned to him.

“Shh, baby, I’m here.” I settled behind him and rolled him onto his side. He groaned when I placed the warm cloth between his ass cheeks. “I’m sorry.” I kissed the side of his face. How could I have taken him so brutally his first time? “Does that feel better?”