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“Oh yeah?” I ask, cupping his face. “Is that what you were thinking about while I was gone all day, hmm? My fat cock in your ass?”
Too eager to answer, he presses our lips together in a bruising kiss, and I don’t waste any time returning it. I kiss him back just as hard, savoring his addictive taste. I doubt I’ll ever get tired of coming home to him after a long day of work.
Hell, he has me considering working considerably less. Or at least, only working while he’s doing his streams. Any time spent away from him feels like wasting precious moments. I’ve got more than enough money, why the hell am I still doing this shit?
I’m already done working for Austin, and I’ve hired a business manager for one of my shops, but maybe I need to do it for all of them.
“Bedroom,” he murmurs into my lips.
Fuck. Yes.
We kiss messily, practically tripping over our feet to get into his room. Thank god he has a king-sized mattress or I’d be dragging him up to my place. We shut the door behind us, making sure to keep Bush out, he definitely shouldn’t be in the room for this.
Our clothes disappear in a spectacular fast fashion, being thrown onto the ground haphazardly.
“Did you prep for this, baby?” I ask, noticing how smooth his skin looks. He shaved all over and probably got himself nice and ready to bottom for me. When he nods, I coo, “Such a good boy.”
“Can you finger me first?” he asks, running a hand down my abs. “You’re really big, babe, and I need to be stretched.”
“You don’t even need to ask,” I state firmly, kissing him one last time. “Hands and knees, baby. Hands and knees.”
Milo scrambles onto his bed, crawling up to put his ass in the air. Such a perfect fucking ass. Grabbing lube from his bedside table, I lather my fingers with it and get in bed behind him. My cock is swinging between my legs, dying to make its way inside of him, but he’ll have to be patient.
“You’re so sexy,” he whispers, looking over his shoulder.
“You’re sexier,” I counter, moving forward to touch him.
Gliding my lube-covered fingers over his tight little hole, my cock throbs against my stomach, leaking precum onto my warm skin. Milo is overheated already too, the touch of his skin burning hot on mine as I swirl two digits around his entrance.
Even though he’s panting for it, I take my time with him, teasingly dipping one finger in at a time, pausing entirely when I’m knuckle deep.
The ring of muscle flexes around my digit, hugging me close and I groan at the sight, adding the second in, just as torturously slow. Milo moans, trying to soften for me, letting out a shaky breath while I pump my fingers in and out of him.
“More, please,” he whimpers, pushing back against my hand. “Please, Daddy.”
Oh fucking hell.
“Call me that again,” I demand, emphasizing the order with a few fast thrusts, curling my fingers in his snug heat.
“Daddy,” he purrs, unashamed to say it. I’ve never been into the whole Daddy craze, but I get it now. Milo can call me that all day any day.
“Good boy,” I praise, practically growling the words.
Possessiveness I haven’t felt before builds in my chest, like a match striking fire. He wants a Daddy? I’ll take perfect care of him so he’ll never want another.
I start to finger him in earnest, rewarding him for being brave enough to use that word with me. Whether it slipped out or it was a calculated risk, I’m all for it.
Leaning forward, I add my tongue into the mix, lapping at the sensitive skin between his balls and ass. He squeaks out a harsh moan, surprised but pleased and I grin, moving my tongue up to tease the puckered hole surrounding my fingers.
“Oh fuck,” he whines, sucking back air.
“Mmm,” I rumble, repeating the action over and over again, starting to scissor my fingers inside of him. “You’re doing so damn good for me, baby boy. I wish you could see how well you’re fucking swallowing my fingers with this pretty hole.”
“I-I like that,” he says through a shudder.
“My tongue, my fingers, or me calling you my baby boy?”
“Oh god, all of it!”
