Page 26 of Daddy’s Little Secret

“Daddy.” He tipped me back onto the bed, my legs hanging over the edge, and he knelt before me. Was he gonna?

“Angel, I know this isn’t the right time, or maybe it is, but I want to officially ask, will you marry me?”

There was no stopping the giggles. There Daddy knelt, my hard cock within inches of his mouth. How or why he chose that moment to ask was beyond me.

“Are those giggles a yes?”

Shoot, don’t want to ruin the moment. “Of course, silly Daddy. It’s just,” I wiggled my winky, “you know.”

“Well then, on that note…” Daddy swallowed my cock, and I thrust up too hard and choked him.

“S-sorry,” I hissed. He never pulled off, just kept going. “D-daddy, Daddy, it won’t take much. Oh, Daddy.” My balls tightened, and my spine straightened as I did my best not to come.

“We’re young, I’m sure we can pull of more than one orgasm tonight.” Daddy winked and returned to sucking me off. Did he want a warning before I came? Was I capable of giving one? Where are my words?

My toes curled, and the second my cock throbbed, I shouted the only word that came to me. “Coming!” Daddy chuckled around my cock but didn’t let go, holding my hips down so I didn’t choke him again.

I flopped back on the bed, completely worn out. “Just give me a sec to catch my breath.” When he didn’t respond, I opened my eyes and was met with the hottest sight that had my cock making a valiant effort. Daddy had stood and was staring right at me as he jerked himself off.

So. Freaking. Hot.

All over my stomach, he shot, panting my name as he came. “Angel,” ghosted from his lips. That valiant effort was at full mast now.

Where that nautical reference came from I hadn’t a clue. I’d never even been on a boat.

My brain shut off the second Daddy dragged his fingers through it and fed it to me. “Marked my territory, inside and out. Now, to mark that ass.”

Holy. Shit.

This caveman side of his was HOT!

“Yes,” I gasped around a swallow. “Please.”

Daddy growled and flipped me over on all fours. “Ass up. Daddy wants to taste his boy.”

Wait, didn’t he just do that? How could he get to my cock from this… “Oh, Daddy.” His tongue circled my rim, sending so many exciting signals through me. I knew it was sensitive when he fingered me, but that magical tongue was on a whole new level.

When he added a finger, it awakened every part of me, and I pushed back, begging for more.

“Daddy’s naughty boy, fucking himself on Daddy’s fingers. Gotta admit that it’s hot as hell to watch. A private show just for your Daddy. What a lucky man I am.” When did he add a second one, and where did the lube come from?

“Daddy, need you.”

“I know you do, and I need you too, baby.” The head of his cock slid right in, stretching and filling me in that familiar way. “So tight, so right, and all mine.”

“Always, Daddy. Now, fuck me.”

“Wow, sassy bossy boy. Time for Daddy to show you who’s really in charge.” Daddy grabbed my hips, pulled out, and slammed back inside me—repeatedly. This was what we both needed.

As he pounded into me, my mind did its best to visualize the scene. How would this appear in a mirror if we had one before the bed. Daddy’s face a sexy image of lusty concentration. Me beneath him, taking all he’d give. My ass would hurt tomorrow, but it’d be more than worth it.

Then he hit that oh so sweet spot. “There-there-there,” I chanted.

Daddy growled again and just kept nailing it. I wasn’t one for cursing, at least not outside of my head, but when he hit it for the millionth time, I shouted, “Fuck!” and came all over the bed.

“That’s it, baby, give it all to Daddy. Fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight. I wish I had a plug so I could fill you and you’d have to keep my cum in you all the way home.” Jesus, where did this side of him come from? And could I keep him?

He thrust in hard, squeezing my hips tight, and came. “Fuck, baby, fuck.” My arms shook with his full weight on me, and I fell to the bed and right into…