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“Not yet, sweetheart.”
I roamed my hands over his body, caressing his ribs, tweaking each nipple. I loved it when he did it to me, sensitive as mine were.
I crawled up his body, careful not to put too much of my weight on him.
He chased my mouth with his own, desperate for kisses. I relented and kissed him. Not chaste, not sweet, but hot, all teeth, tongues, and spit.
He licked my tongue, then sucked on it.
Fuck, that was incredible.
I fisted his hair with one hand, supporting my body with the other. He reached around me, gripped my arse, and hugged me against him tighter than before.
I ground into him, giving him the friction he wanted, but pulled away before he went too far for either of us.
“Not yet. I want to play some more.” I shifted back and made my way down his body, licking and kissing every inch.
“Daddy.”
“Hey. Hush.” I placed my finger on his lips, and the little shit bit it.
I raised one eyebrow. If his grin was anything to go by, he knew exactly what he’d done.
I tickled his skinny ribs, and he squirmed, trying to avoid my fingers, squealing with laughter.
When we first got together, he hadn’t laughed much, but I’d been hearing it more and more lately, and I loved it.
“Bad boys get punished. You know the rules.” I wagged my finger.
“Bad boys deserve to get punished, but I want you to come as well, Daddy.”
I wanted that too, especially if I was buried deep in his arse.
“We have all night, sweetheart. No work until tomorrow.” I would not mention my visit to Stuart and ruin the mood.
“Then bring that dick up here. Let me show you what a good boy I can be.”
I slid my underwear off, straddled him, and fed him my dick. Inch by inch, it disappeared down his throat, and I gasped as it hit the back of his throat. I thrust slowly, not wanting him to gag, but I didn’t need to worry. My boy gave the best blow jobs.
As he held me in his mouth, licking and sucking, so many sensations rolled through me. He reached behind me and grabbed my arse, forcing me deeper.
“Fuck, Liam.” Thank god we were alone.
I grasped his dick and slid my hand along its length. He took me deeper, cutting off his airway.
His tear-filled eyes bulged. Unsure how long he could hold his breath, I tried to pull out, but he held me firm until a few seconds later, he released me and took a breath.
“What were you doing? You couldn’t breathe.”
“That’s the point.” His cheeky smirk had my palm itching. That boy knew how to push all my buttons.
Moments later, I came, splattering his face with my cum. He loved it, his eyes twinkling mischievously.
I returned the favour but swallowed every last drop.
When had I ever had this much sex? I didn’t complain, though. I was living my best life. Hopefully, Liam was too.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
