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“Jesus, I’m not gonna get enough of this. I’m so lucky I married you…that you’re in my house and I can use your pretty mouth whenever I want. You’re so good at this, aren’t you? Such a good boy. Mmm, yes, I have the best husband ever.” Words fell randomly from my mouth. I didn’t know if all of them were true, if we were going to keep this up, but I wasn’t exaggerating about how good he was, how beautiful.
I kept speaking while I pumped my hips, thrusting my cock into the hot suction of Parker’s perfect lips. His eyes watered, but anytime I tried to pull back some, he held me tighter, and I obeyed, using and praising him like the good boy he was.
My cock was throbbing, thighs tense, my orgasm right there, teetering at the edge and waiting for me to fall over. When I couldn’t hold steady anymore, I let myself fly, balls drawing tight and emptying down Parker’s throat.
“Christ…Jesus, that’s good. Look at you, swallowing it all down because you’re so fucking perfect.” The thing was, in that moment, I didn’t feel like I was just praising him or dirty talking. He felt perfect, which was strange and alarming and had to be the afterglow of sex.
Parker fell backward to his ass, sharp breaths pulling from his lungs as he pressed on his groin with his palm, rubbing it before he dropped his head against the cabinet and closed his eyes.
“Did you just…”
“Shut up,” he replied without looking at me. Holy fuck, he’d come just from sucking my cock and hearing me tell him how good he was. That was…shit, he talked about feeling invincible on his knees, but speaking to him the way I did, having that effect on him, made me feel the same. I fucking soared.
“Don’t be embarrassed, beautiful. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. Best. Husband. Ever.” Aaaaaand, why had I used husband so much since he came home?
He opened his eyes and looked up at me with his baby blues, making my stomach flip-flop. “Yes, I’ll date you.”
I smiled. “Good boy.” I traced his bottom lip with my thumb. When I pushed it inside, Parker sucked it like he had my dick moments before.
“But we have to follow the rules you said—complete honesty, have fun and let go. It doesn’t mean anything. I’m not like…in love with you…or going to fall in love with you.”
“Okay.” I nodded, suddenly a little annoyed. I held my hand out, and he took it, letting me pull him to his feet. “Dinner is almost done. I’ll finish up while you go clean the jizz out of your underwear. I’m lucky a good boy swallowed mine down.” I winked.
He blushed, trying to give me a look that said I was ridiculous, but really, it just told me how much he liked what I said. “You’re so annoying.”
“Annoyingly handsome?” I tugged my underwear and jeans up but didn’t button or zip them.
“Nope.” He headed for the stairs.
“Annoyingly charming? Sexy? Addicting?”
“No, no, no!” Parker’s back was to me, but somehow, I knew he was smiling.
As I heard his bedroom door close, I realized I was too.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Parker
There were times when I was younger that I didn’t want to be around my dad. It made me feel guilty because I loved him and I knew he loved me. He was a good father, had never been abusive, loved family time and all that, but…he’d just been so sad after Mom died. I had been too, but his was a different kind of sadness, one that oozed off him, not just strangling him, but me too. Eventually he got better, but it often felt like he stopped living with her, like I hadn’t been enough for him. That was heavy to be around sometimes.
Which again, made me feel like an asshole.
Real emotions were so damn confusing and nuanced sometimes. People liked to pretend they weren’t real, that we didn’t all have those kinds of thoughts, but it was hard to lie to yourself.
It had been a while since the thought of being around my dad filled me with a sense of dread, but today was one of those days.
I was going to introduce my dad to my husband…my husband whom I’d just started dating, which was weird and confusing, but I was going with it. We’d spent the rest of the week blowing each other daily. While we hadn’t fucked yet, my mouth was now incredibly familiar with Elliott’s cock, and my dick definitely had a good time being lavished by his tongue. We hadn’t done any dating yet, but honestly, I didn’t expect it. I figured it was an excuse for Elliott to get to have sex with me, and I was a horny bastard who missed coming with someone else, so I was conveniently ignoring that.
