Crowe tasted like everything I’ve wanted, and having this man at my mercy was an unimaginable power trip. His large body tensed slightly as I licked at his tight hole, but when my tongue delved deeper, he shuddered before letting out a low, encouraging moan.
"Yes, baby. Just like that."
The praise was everything I needed. My hands dug into his thighs, more to anchor myself because it felt like I was flying high and would float away at any moment as he allowed me to taste, lick, and slowly start to fuck his pucker with my tongue.
And then I wasn't bent over Crowe anymore.
Nope. Nuh-uh.
Wanna know why?
Well, that would be because one second I was tasting the best ass of my life, and the next I was face down in the bed with a large beast of a man wrapped around my back.
"Think you can tease me, boy?" he growled in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. "Think you can fuck my ass with your tongue and make me tremble for you without payback?"
Oh. My. Good. Grief.
I was rendered speechless. And believe-you-me, this was not a common occurrence.
"Answer me," Crowe ordered as his hand came down on my upturned ass.
The red-hot sting lit up my nerve endings, and I pushed up against his hand, my ass seeking more of the fiery sensation.
"Oh, I see," he chuckled as I moaned when his hand came down on my ass again. "You like this, naughty boy. YouwantyourDaddyto spank this ass of yours."
Fuck.
How was I supposed to use words when he was doing this to me? Wasn't it just two minutes ago when I was trying to own his ass, and now, here we were, and he was literallyowningmy ass, and I couldn't even come up with a suitable response to any of his questions.
Who knew that silent, growly man had this in him?
Okay. Me. I knew it. But seriously. This shit was hot.
Twice more, he spanked my ass, and I was on the verge of grabbing my cock. Either to stroke it so I could let loose some of this pressure building inside me, or to take it in hand so I couldstopmyself from coming on the sheets and embarrassing myself.
Just as I was about to give in to the urge, a hand clasped around my wrist. "Nuh-uh-uh. Naughty boy. Brats don't get to touch their cocks. Brats that tease their Daddies definitely don't get to play with themselves either. Now, you're going to stayexactly like this, and if you're really good, I'll let you come when I'm done with you."
Well. Fuck me.
I wanted a Daddy.
I wanted to be owned.
In fact, I was pretty sure I had asked for this. No, I hadpushedfor this.
Now... here I was. Trapped, face down, ass in the air, waiting to see what this beast of a man would do to me.
For the briefest of moments, I wondered if I bit off more than I could chew, but then I felt a finger prod at my entrance, and all my worries fled.
"Are you going to take me like this, baby? Will you let me fill you up like this? Or will I eat your ass, loosen your hole and make it all sloppy before I give you what you've been begging for?"
What the fuck even was this? There was no way in hell that he could be this sexy, this dominant, and a master at dirty talk.
"Alfie, my perfectly naughty boy, you're going to have to answer me. I'm not moving another inch until you do."
Wait... what?
Words.
