Page 70 of Dear Daddy, Please Want Me

Saul shifted focus to Levi’s chest, starting again with the gentle warming flicks and alternating occasionally with harder strikes against Levi’s thighs.

When he was moaning just as much from both sensations, Saul increased the pressure of each strike. It still didn’t take much of his own effort to leave bright, searing marks on Levi’s pale skin and having him groaning and arching into each swing as it came.

Saul didn’t follow any pattern, alternating between the two sites to keep Levi alert with anticipation.

He thwacked down on one nipple and Levi just begged for another. Back to his thighs. Low on the right, high on the left. Then the other nipple.

Levi was shaking and moaning, crying out for more though all of his skin was a fiery red. Saul probably could have continued a little longer, but he wanted to end while Levi was still on a high.

He tossed the crop on the bed and ran soothing hands over both areas, working the sting into the muscles beneath.

“You took those so good for me, baby. You’re all red from my marks.”

Levi nodded, his neck loose and head tilted back. “Good for Daddy.”

“That’s right, sweetheart. So good for me.”

Next time he wanted to take a picture of that bright red skin against the solid black straps. To show Levi how gorgeous he was. Photos and videos had been a big yes for Levi, but Saul couldn’t bear to leave him for even an instant to get his phone.

When he felt like Levi had had enough soothing, Saul shifted around to straddle his straight, bound legs. Now it was time for his good boy to come.

He imagined it wouldn’t take much.

He kissed the tip of his straining erection, pausing just long enough to make sure Levi was with him and still wanted it.

“Oh, Daddy!”

Without any further preliminaries, he pulled Levi’s cock into his mouth, taking as much as he could. He overestimated, though, and fought back a gagging response. How did people even do that? Alright, blowjob skills: something he’d need to practice.

But he liked holding it in his mouth, feeling the warmth and girth. Feeling how, with each tiny lick, Levi twisted his hips upward for more. Feeling powerful as he held that delicate, sensitive part of Levi next to his sharp teeth, so that he could control exactly how he wanted to give Levi everything he needed.

His boy was straining against his confinement, pumping upward though he could barely move an inch. He clearly loved being so tightly bound. Even with the mask, Saul could see his forehead wrinkled as his eyes closed tightly. His mouth was open and desperate.

Saul jerked him with one hand and cupped his balls with the other, never removing his mouth from the tip.

“Daddy? Can I come? CanIcomeDaddypleasepleaseplease, pleeeease?”

“Come, baby,” he breathed over his cock, before sucking him down hard.

That was all it took and Levi was screaming out his orgasm, thrashing against his bonds and arching into Saul’s body.

Saul’s mouth filled with the bitter fluid. He thought about swallowing, but he didn’t have anything to prove. He spit it back into his hand, letting it trail down Levi’s cock. It was white and foamy when he spread it around in the last final jerks as Levi shuddered through the aftershocks.

“Daddy, want you.”

He’d been expecting that. Saul was still so hard he was nearly dying from it, but he was going to hold his baby now while he came down.

“Want you to come, too. Please.”

Now that he hadn’t been expecting.

“Please. Want to make you feel good. Come all over me. And I can’t see anything. Please, Daddy.” The words were all strung together, just as needy and desperate as what he’d asked for before.

Saul considered it. Levi was right. He couldn’t see him. Behind that blindfold, it would be just sound, touch, and their own imaginations.

His filthy, perfect boy. Not just selfless, but affirming. And so fucking hot the way he begged. “You want me to jerk off all over you?”

“Please.”