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That sweet holiday cookie smell swirls around me. It’s so uniquelyhim. I shove my groin into his ass. “When the snowfall is heavy, and the afternoon sun is gleaming down. You can take in the scenic view while I claim your tight ass as mine.”
His eyelids fall, long lashes sweeping against the glass, and when his mouth falls open, I slide my thumb inside, cupping his jaw with a finger. I don’t have to direct him, there are no orders or threats. He just wraps those soft lips around me and sucks.Hard. His tongue swirls around the digit inside of him, teeth clamping down to hold me in place.
“Such a good boy for Daddy.”
“Yes,” he pants, his hot breath fogging up the glass.
“I’ll take care of you,malysh. You’ll never have to worry about anything. Just let me.”
“Yes.”
I press my groin into his backside, allowing the friction to ease my swollen dick for just a moment before I step back. “Get undressed.”
He obeys, slowly taking each item off one by one. My gaze rakes over him, enjoying the show. I take his clothes, stepping out of the shower to undress myself. When I step back in, I turn on the water, letting it spray over us. Noel’s body is perfect, with a small patch of blonde hair on his chest, and a faint smattering on his arms and legs. His arms are toned, and the muscle around his pecs is lean, but there.
I drop my mouth to his chest and take a nipple between my teeth. He lets out a cry, a hand falling to clutch my hair. He holds me close to him while I continue to play–kissing, biting, and licking one hardened bud while my fingers pinch the other.
The velvet steel of his erection shoves into my stomach, his hips thrusting into me every time my teeth clamp down in a feverish bite. His mewling sounds dance through the air, spurring me on to bite him harder. My baker enjoys his pain, and I love to give it. The sounds he makes as his breath becomes ragged have my chest pushing out in pride.
“Look at you, my dirty boy. You’re a fucking mess for Daddy. I bet if I tortured you long enough, you’d come without your dick ever being touched.”
His fingers tug in my hair. “Please,” he gasps.
“Please what?” I trail my tongue along his chest, toward his neck until I reach his jaw. “Please keep torturing your tight nipples? Please wrap my lips around your cock? Please stuff your tight little ass? Tell me what you need, and I’ll give it to you.”
“I-I-I need to come. Please, Daddy. Suck my cock.”
Fuucck me. No one’s ever actually called me that in bed before, and the sound of his pleas to come followed byDaddy? I’m surprised I’m not the one creaming already. I drop to my knees, ready to take him inside of me, because I meant what I said. I’ll give Noel whatever he wants, all he has to do is ask.
Anything to make him stay.
My fist wraps around the beautiful, veiny cock before me, pumping him slowly. He twitches against my touch, and like the greedy boy he is, begins to fuck my fist in a desperate attempt to get himself off.
I rest my forearm against his stomach to pin him against the wall. “Hold still,malysh.”
“Oh fuck,” he groans when I lap at a bead of precum dripping from the tip.
I lick him again, drawing circles around the slit before taking him deep inside of me. My throat clamps around him when I reach the base of his shaft, and then I hollow out my cheeks and suck him hard, deep, fast. I take all of him, cupping his balls, and holding him in place so I can take him how I want.
“I’m close,” he pants when I dip a finger back to press against the entrance of his ass. I don’t slide inside, just apply enough pressure that it helps tip him over the edge.
Thick, hot spurts of cum coat the back of my throat. He’s salty and sultry and fucking perfect.
Mine.
Five
Noel
Fuck me.I just got the best head of my life from a Russian mobster Daddy in a shower that overlooks the most beautiful mountains and trees I’ve ever seen in my twenty-six years. And heswallowed. Collector is still kneeling on the ground, his dark eyes searing into me, holding so much passion for a man he just met. His dominance and power radiate throughout the confines of the shower stall, even as he kneels in a submissive position. There’s no doubt about which one of us is in charge.
The water droplets roll down his skin, accentuating his bulging muscles. He’s like a real-life Russian Adonis. Everything about him is male perfection. The thought of having this dangerous, perfect man on his knees for me sends a thrill through me…the things he could do to me…the ways he could dominate me.
My eyes focus on his large cock, standing proudly between his legs, and I lick my lips reflexively. I’ve never seen one so big or thick before.
“Calm down,malysh,” he rumbles, standing so I have to look up at him to hold eye contact. “Let’s finish washing each other before we do anything else.”
He soaps up a washcloth and stands behind me, rubbing it into my pecs and down my chest. He slowly, methodically washes my shoulders, then my arms. The texture of the soft cotton cloth gives rise to goosebumps all over my flesh. He bends down to wash my thighs and calves next, avoiding the places I need him to touch me, even if it’s only with a washcloth. The tension he creates has me on edge.
