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

“But, Daddy, I’m so hard.”

“Good. Now stretch that hole open to take all my cum.”

I spat at his hole to give him some moisture to work with, and he spread it around his hole and used his two index fingers to stretch his hole.

Fuck.

Placing one knee on the bed, I shifted my head down, pulled his lower body up, angled his ass, and speared him with my tongue.

“Oh, Daddy,” he cried out.

I circled his rim and stabbed my tongue into him as I stroked my cock. I tasted my own cum mingled with my spit. He was wonderfully stretched out and so ready for my cock.

With a grunt, I shifted, tugged his ass down, and shoved my cock inside him, knowing how much he loved the burn.

“Cosmo.” I emptied myself inside him and, with a hiss, pulled out. A trickle of cum oozed out, and I pushed it back in with my finger. He tightened his hole around my digit. “Good boy. You keep it all in for as long as you can.” Leaning over him, I aimed for his mouth, but he was still pouting over not getting to come and turned his head. I grasped his hair and angled his face to me.

“I love you.”

I’d meant to admonish him for not accepting my kiss, but the words tumbled out in desperation.

He slung an arm around my neck and tilted his head. I rubbed my lips over his, then deepened the kiss, slowly licking into his mouth and sucking on his tongue. Cosmo wrapped his legs around my waist and ground up against me, soft moans escaping him.

“No, you don’t.” I pressed him down onto the mattress. “I’m serious, Cosmo. Later today, we’ll have that pretty little cock all locked up in a cage. Until then, you’re not allowed to touch yourself in any way that makes you come.”

“So I can touch myself if I want? Just not to come?”

“Sure.” I kissed his forehead and grinned. “Be my guest and prolong the torture.”

He grunted. “I should hate you.”

“But you don’t.”

“I could never.”

“Same.”

“Not even after stabbing you?”

I bobbed his nose and got off him. “Not even then. Is that what you want to do? Hurt me? Watch me bleed?”

“No.” He bit his bottom lip. “What I want most is for you to love me the way I am.”

“I already do.”

A look crossed his face, but he turned away before I could decipher what it meant.

“I need to go. I won’t stay long at the police station today.”

“You still won’t tell me what you do there?” He grabbed a pillow and hugged it to his body, making no effort to cover himself up.

“Soon, I promise.”

He sighed. “Then I’m not the only one keeping secrets.”

“I’d kill to know all your secrets.”

His smile was mischievous. “Be careful what you wish for, Daddy. You just might get it.”