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“Sto…stop…” he begged, trying to catch his breath.
Of course, I stopped. I wasn’t into torture. Instead, I grabbed his waist again, worked his pants open, peeled them off his body, down his legs, and dropped them next to my clothes. Then, I crawled over him on the bed. “You ready for me, pup?”
“Ah…” he sighed, finally calming down and his body stilled, and his voice softened when he said, “Always ready for you, daddy.”
“Good.” I leaned in and kissed him—a quick peck on the lips, then more. His mouth tasted like mint and glee. Making him happy made me happy. And turned me on when he smiled like that and tried to wiggle beneath me. “Am I too heavy?”
“No, daddy. You’re just right.”
“Mm…” I rubbed against him, our naked bodies making the best friction and when I lifted my hips a little, our cocks bumped together, making Royce gasp. I chuckled because my pup was definitely ready for more.
Leaning over the bed, I grabbed the lube off the side table. But condoms were in the bathroom. With a groan, I got up to get one.
“Hey! Where you going?”
“Condom.”
He grumbled something under his breath, but I didn’t wait to hear. I slid into the attached bathroom, pulled open the cabinet under the sink, and pulled a strip out of the value pack I’d bought when we started dating. Then I dashed back to find Royce lying in the center of the bed, legs spread and slowly tugging on his cock. It was long but not too thick and tapered a little at the head, making it like a slick bullet. And I needed hands or mouth on it immediately. I dropped the condoms beside his head and knelt between his legs.
“Mine.” I slid my hand over his cock and stroked, watching the ecstasy play out over his face. Impossibly, my cock grew even harder, I swear. I scootched back and leaned down so I could lick the pre-come I was squeezing out off of the tip. “Mmm…”
“You like?”
“You know it.” I sucked his cock down, making Royce gasp. His reactions were a huge turn-on for me and made me put more effort into the blow job, but soon enough, Royce was yanking on my hair.
“Come up here. I-I want you to fuck me, daddy, please.”
That one word, daddy, was enough to stop me in my tracks. My heart stuttered, reminding me that I would give Royce anything he asked for as long as he tacked that designation on the request. “I’ve got you.”
I quickly prepped him—fast but a quality job. I couldn’t let my baby hurt if I could help it. But he was exceedingly squirmy as he begged me to hurry. So I did.
Finally, with the condom rolled down my super hard cock, I pushed Royce’s legs back, exposing his gorgeous hole. “You ready? You still want this?” I asked, needing to make sure we were still on the same page.
“Yes, yes. Go. Do it.”
“Okay, pup.” I lined my head up and pushed in.
Royce finally stopped moving and sighed as if my cock was the answer to all his problems. Maybe it was taking his mind off them enough to give him some relief. Whether that was true didn’t matter since I woud damn sure try like hell to make it true.
With only a few seconds for him to get used to my girth after I bottomed out, I began to move with purpose. Royce murmured his pleas for faster, harder, and like that-like that, keeping me on target. Fucking this beautiful pup was no hardship, but I focused on satisfying him. My pleasure was secondary, and I liked it that way.
“Gonna blow…gonna…” Royce called out and snaked his hand between us to grab his cock.
“That’s right, pup. Jack your dick. Make yourself come. Come for me, baby.”
Apparently, my dirty talk pushed him over the edge, even with as light as it was. And like a chain reaction, seeing his face and feeling his spunk splash against me while his orgasm rushed over him made me want to come as well. His muscles squeezing my cock tighter as he went off helped, and I joined him with a grunt. I came so much and so hard that I thought it might explode out of the condom. When my tensed muscles finally relaxed, I chuckled. “You ready to move?”
“Yeah. Fine.”
Part of me wanted to stay inside him forever, but it was getting uncomfortable rapidly. I pulled out and took care of the cleanup, then crawled back in bed with him, yanking the comforter out from under him so we could get under it.
I pulled him close, tucking him into my side where he belonged. “When the court shit is over, I want to take you on a long vacation. Maybe a cruise.”
“One of Jax’s gay cruises?” he laughed and wiggled his eyebrows.
“I’m not kidding. Maybe one of his private cruises.”
Royce sighed, “I don’t know. It feels like a daydream, wishful thinking. Even being here now does.”
