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Carson never slowed his powerful thrusts as his pace became more erratic before hot fluid filled Sam in a way that he’d never experienced.
With Carson still stroking his erection, Sam gasped as a smaller, but still powerful, orgasm rushed through him. More seed covered Carson’s hand.
“Good boy.” Carson thrust and paused. “You give Daddy every bit of your cum.” Thrust and pause. “Don’t you hold back on me boy!” Thrust and pause. “Give it up!” Thrust and pause.
He whimpered. Sam didn’t have anything else to give and his cock was oversensitive.
“Good boy,” Carson repeated then released Sam’s cock. Leaning forward, Carson kissed Sam sweety like he hadn’t just ravaged Sam like a madman.
Sam peered up at his Daddy, seeing him in a whole new light.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Carson asked.
“That. Was. Amazing. No,” Sam corrected himself. “What’s better than amazing? I can’t think. You fucked my brains out. Daddy!”
Carson chuckled but smiled. “I guess I didn’t hurt you.”
Quickly shaking his head, Sam wanted to make sure that Carson had loved every minute of that.
“Good.” Then he shoved his messy fingers into Sam’s mouth.
Cold cum wasn't his favorite thing but Sam willingly sucked and licked his Daddy’s hand clean. Carson pulled his fingers from Sam’s mouth to replace them with his tongue.
They kissed lazily until Carson gently pulled out of him.
Sam couldn’t help but hiss. It might not be comfortable at work later that day, but Sam had no regrets.
“Shower?” Carson asked.
Sam huffed. “Sleepy.”
“Messy,” Carson corrected. “And the alarm is going to go off in two minutes.”
“Two minutes of sleep is what I just heard.”
“How about I start the shower and come get you after your two minutes are up?” Carson offered.
He knew he would regret it, but Sam nodded while closing his eyes. Could a power nap be two minutes long? He’d find out.
Except by the time Sam snuggled into the mattress, Carson was there, pulling him up. Mean Daddy!
Chapter Seventeen
Sam
Walking across the shop with three pairs of eyes watching him. Sam attempted to ignore the and snickering. Yes, Sam was moving slowly. His ass twinged if he moved wrong, and his best friends and Mickey had been making comments all morning. Luckily, it was almost the end of their shift, and they would all be going their separate ways for the night. Okay, so maybe Sam was excited to spend more time with his Daddy and didn’t mind the teasing. But he did have a reputation of being a fussy princess to act on.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to get that table clean for you,” Adam teased. “I don’t want you to hurt yourself…bending over.”
He turned his head to glare at Adam. “Really? That’s the joke you’ve been holding in?”
Caden giggled so Sam glared at him as well.
“Dude, I’ve been waiting all day for you to bend over to make that joke,” Adam told him. He leaned against the counter with a smirk.
Sam straightened. “I think you’ve been hanging out with Nash too much. That was totally a joke he would have made.
That wiped the smirk off Adam’s face.”
