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"Daddy…" he muttered, catching my attention by letting his hand drift between his legs. His fingers found his dick and stroked, stealing the breath right out of my lungs. "I can't wait."

Slowly and silently, I took his hand and guided it away from his crotch. His hole fluttered, like it was craving to be filled. "Hold on, baby boy. Just for another minute."

I sucked the taste of him off my fingers, then dropped my jeans. Button first, then zipper. I shoved the denim down my hips, taking a brief moment to cup myself in my hand. Damp cotton met my fingertips, and I shamelessly teased my clit while Shea watched. My eyelids fluttered, arousal warming my fingertips. There was no way I was making it long enough to get my pants off completely. Singlehandedly, I whipped my shirt off and tossed it aside. Then, with a breath so deep my lungs hurt, I did the same with my binder. An audible gasp burst free from Shea's chest, and his eyes fell to my breasts. His tongue darted out to wet his lips.

"That's not all, sweetheart."

Reluctantly, I stopped touching myself long enough to shove my underwear down, the toy in my pants falling free and arresting Shea's attention. I heard the moment his breath hitched, and I reached for the missing piece.

Chapter Twenty-One

Shea

I tried to control myself, but I just couldn't. Theo looked good—damn good. I couldn't believe they were all mine. A bright flush warmed their cheeks, continuing down their chest and seeming to draw a path right to their perky breasts. Their nipples pebbled in the evening chill, complimenting the goosebumps rising over their body.

My eyes moved downward, over their plush stomach and down to the hand they held between their legs. It was like they just couldn't help but touch themself and it was so fucking hot I nearly came hands-free. Eyelids heavy, their hand worked at their clit, an obscene squelching echoing through the night. Drool collected at the corner of my mouth, and I licked it away.

But what really had my attention was what Theo had to bypass in order to fuck their fingers. The black straps of a harness cut down the crook of their legs where thigh met hip and curled underneath their ass. They'd shoved their underwear down to mid-thigh, revealing the source of the bulge I'd felt earlier: a packer. The silicone cock fell free, dangling between Theo's legs and brushing their hand. Long and veiny, my hole throbbed at the sight of it, aching to be filled.

I recognized the packer immediately—along with the accompanying silicone rod that Theo held in their left hand… and they hesitated. The only sounds to be heard were our combined heavy breathing, and the distant hum of cicadas. Theo's grip tightened on the rod, and their hand slowed between their thighs.

Nerves.

"Daddy…" I panted, reaching out for their cock.

Even in the darkness of the night, their eyes flared, and that must have sparked something inside of them. Daddy's lip quirked into their signature confident smirk. I rolled my lip between my teeth to hold back a grin of my own, a moan slipping free. They let out a slow breath, blanketing my hand with one of theirs. "You want to make Daddy hard?"

I nodded fervently, and Theo handed over the missing piece to the toy. They leaned over me, bracing themself by one hand on my head, the other tugging the dildo away from the harness to give me space to work in the rod. Shuddering breaths mixed in the small space between us, both of us peering down between our bodies to watch the cock stiffen. I positioned the rod behind the O ring, slipping it into place slowly. Theo moaned, abs contracting with the effort of holding themselves up.

The dick grew in size until it brushed my wet, tender skin. Theo's arms quivered. "You like it when Daddy gets hard for you?" they panted, resolve wavering even with the confidence in their voice.

Another passionate nod, and Theo was fully hard for me. I didn't waste a single second, guiding the tip to my entrance. It slid through my arousal effortlessly. "I need to prep you, sweetheart," Theo murmured.

I whined, not thinking either of us would make it that far, but Theo moved before I could stop them—fully ignoring my whimper of protest. Lips found my neck, sucking a bruising kiss to the skin before continuing south. My dick throbbed, near painful from the lack of attention. Theo had gotten me all hot and bothered, and then just hung me out to dry.

Okay maybe that was dramatic but there was so much pressure between my legs that I felt like I’d lose my mind… or explode… or both.

I squirmed beneath the featherlight touches from Daddy's lips and they laughed, warm breath tickling across my stomach. "Daddy…"

"Patience is a virtue, boy." Daddy shoved a hand between my legs then and pressed up hard.

I snarled. "It's one I don't have!"

I bucked against Daddy's palm, writhing and squeezing my thighs in a desperate attempt to gain more friction. When I finally peeled my eyes open and gazed down at Theo, the sight nearly made me lose it on the spot.

Daddy peered up between my legs, a wicked smile on their lips and their eyes sparkling in the moonlight bright enough to rival the stars themselves. I sank my teeth into my bottom lip in an attempt to stay quiet, but apparently that wasn't going to do. Theo tugged my lip free, drawing another noise out of me by slipping a single finger inside my entrance. My muscles clenched around it, aching for more, and thankfully Theo granted it to me. Two fingers slid in easily, curling immediately to find that sweet spot that drove me wild. My dick pulsed. I thrashed and bucked, tensing every muscle to keep myself from coming until Daddy got their gorgeous cock inside me.

Infuriatingly, they stuck to the two fingers, curling and stretching them until I was nothing more than a babbling mess. Words no longer existed, just senseless pleas and my hands scrabbling at Daddy’s shoulders.

But the torture only continued. When Theo let out a low, dirty laugh, I peeled my eyes open. Once our eyes locked, Daddy lowered their mouth toward my dick… and I was done for.

I came on their tongue instantly, spurting my release all over their fingers and throbbing against their tongue. The orgasm hit hard and fast, quickly followed by oversensitivity.

But Theo didn't stop. Instead, they sucked harder and drew out the release until I trembled beneath them. My safe word lingered on my tongue, there but just out of reach.

And I didn't want to use it. I bit down on my tongue until the tang of blood hit my taste buds. Theo sucked and stroked, working me over until the sensitivity faded and pleasure began to build once more.

"D-Daddy…" I heaved. "I can't take it anymore."