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“You talk to me, and we go slow. If I know you’re not sure, I’ll give you ample time to stop me, and I’ll constantly check your reactions. I will never, ever get upset with you for breaking something off. If it’s not fun for you, we don’t do it.”
George breathed out with relief. That made it different. As long as he knew Jack wouldn’t get pissed off with him for stopping something, he was fine. “Okay, that works for me.”
Jack cupped his cheek. “I want to have fun with you in the bedroom and out of it, but I’m also new at this, so we’ll experiment together, okay? You get to see if you like having a Daddy, and I can try if being a Daddy is really what I want.”
George nodded. “Yes, Daddy.”
Funny how with those two simple words, his mindset had switched again. He was good now, and judging by the slow smile that spread across Daddy’s lips, he knew it too. He brushed George’s bottom lip with his thumb. “We’ve done things a bit out of order.”
George frowned. “What do you mean?”
“I fucked you before I even kissed you. That’s something I intend to correct now. Can I kiss you, cupcake?”
George smiled at him. What a fascinating man Jack was. He’d fucked him within an inch of his life, had given him rules that were all about discipline, yet now asked for permission to kiss him. “Yes, please.”
Jack wasted no time and lowered his head, catching George’s lips in a kiss that started sweet but quickly grew hot and heavy. Jack’s tongue pushed into his mouth, then slid against his own, chasing him, conquering him. He went from nibbling on George’s bottom lip to gently biting him, then soothing again with his tongue, only to surge right back into his mouth until George was panting.
Jack grabbed George’s ass and pulled him closer, then slipped his hands behind the waistband of his underwear. Fuck, he loved Jack’s rough hands. A working man’s hands, all calloused and tough, his grip firm and strong. George looped his hands around Jack’s neck, plastering himself against that bear of a man, pleasure tingling in every spot on his skin he could rub against Jack’s.
Jack’s laugh rumbled up his chest. “You’re like a little kitten, all rubbing against me.”
“I love how your chest hair feels. It’s so sexy.”
He rolled his hips, his ass encountering Jack’s hard cock, which was trapped in his jeans. An immediate moan was his reward, and so he did it again. Jack held his chin, making eye contact. “You’re a naughty boy, aren’t you?”
George giggled. “More like a horny boy. You already came in the shower, Daddy, but I didn’t.”
“Mmm, you have a point there. I’ll make you a deal, cupcake. You get me off without using your hands, you’ll get to come…and I’ll even help you.”
Oh, he could do that. “That’s the only rule, that I can’t use my hands on you?”
Jack nodded. “That’s it.”
George grinned. “You’re making this too easy, Daddy.”
He slid off Daddy’s lap, then kneeled on the floor between his legs, nudging Daddy’s knees so he’d spread them wider. He leaned forward and nuzzled his belly button, the hairs tickling him. God, Daddy smelled amazing. All male and sexy. He pressed soft kisses on the man’s stomach, then traveled south, following his thick happy trail until he reached his waistband. With a wink at Daddy, he bent in, then deftly unbuttoned him, using his teeth. Dragging the zipper down was easy-peasy, and since Daddy wasn’t wearing underwear, he had his prize freed in no time.
Daddy laughed. “You’re way too good at this.”
George beamed. “Stand up for a moment, Daddy.”
He did, and with a few good pulls, his jeans came down. There, problem solved. Sucking Daddy off again would be easy, but George was in the mood for something else, which made his own underwear a much bigger conundrum. He was pretty flexible, but even he couldn’t drag those down with his own teeth. But would he need to? Nah, he had this.
He pushed Daddy back into the chair, then climbed onto his lap, trapping that thick cock under his ass. “I see where you’re going with this,” Daddy said, his voice all low and sexy.
George batted his eyelashes at him. “It would feel even better if you could take off my underwear, Daddy.”
Jack’s eyes widened, and then he groaned. “Oh god, don’t look at me like that, all innocent and doe-eyed.”
“Like this, you mean?” George laid it on thick, biting back a laugh when Daddy groaned again.
“You little minx. Stand up.”
He’d never moved so fast in his life, and with one hard yank, his underwear was off.
“You can’t fuck yourself,” Daddy warned him. “Not after how hard I took you last night.”
For a second, George debated protesting, but then he sighed. As much as he hated to say it, Daddy was right. Another round of anal would mean not sitting for two days, and that wasn’t worth it. “I won’t, Daddy, but I could make it really good for you without that. All I need is one tiny favor… I can’t use my hands, but maybe you could squeeze some lube onto that magnificent tool you have?”
