Page 47 of My Fake Mafia Daddy


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But that's when I realize something's missing. Something I desperately want.

I pull Constantine's cock out of my mouth. "There's something I need, Daddy."

Constantine brushes my hair. "Tell me, sweetheart."

I blow out a breath. This is the moment I confess my desire for finger penetration. Will Constantine judge me for my desires? Ever since he gave me a rimjob, I've thought about this.

"Put your finger in my hole, Daddy. Middle one. It'll help me feel so close to you."

Constantine furrows his brow. "You want me to finger you?"

I nod. "Yes."

"Are you sure, boy? You were a virgin yesterday, and you're still new to this."

Doesn't Constantine realize I know what I want? I've dreamt about being intimate with a wonderful Daddy my entire life. This is what I need.

"Yes." My breath hitches as I stare into Constantine's eyes. "I want it. Please. In my berry."

Constantine reaches outside the fortress and opens his bedside table. He brings a plastic bottle into the fort.

"Lift your hips, boy." Constantine squirts lube onto his hand.

I go down on Constantine's cock once again as he slides his middle finger into my hole. I let out a moan as my channel walls clamp down around his finger. I bob on his hardness, whining as I lick his cock. His finger gives way to pressure in my body, and I pant as it fills me.

It stings. Yet the pain will turn into pleasure. This is what I want.

I moan as I remove Constantine's cock from my mouth to speak. "It stings."

"It'll feel good soon, boy. Don't worry."

I stay strong. This is part of the process. I've fantasized about ass play many times before, and it won't be long until it feels amazing.

It happens before I realize it. The shift to pleasure. My ass clenches involuntarily, throbbing against Constantine's digit. This time, the pain is nonexistent.

"Daddy," I cry, clenching my ass, grinding against his finger. "It feels so good!"

"I'm hitting your prostate, angel." Constantine slides his finger in and out of my ass, so delicately, making sure he doesn't hurt me. "This will give us mutual orgasms. I know you want that, boy. Don't you."

I whimper as I surrender to Constantine's touch. "Yes, Daddy," I gasp, delight swirling through me. "This is amazing."

Constantine thrusts his finger in and out of my hole. We sync our motions, and I quiver as he brushes against my prostate. With every push, I get closer to the edge.

I place Constantine's cock back in my mouth. I know he receives as much stimulation from pleasing me as I do to him. It's amazing we're so attuned to each other's needs. I try to comprehend why Carlos wasn't into softer play, but I can't. It doesn't make sense to me.

All I know is that Constantine understands me better than I understand myself. He adores me, and he'll bring me over the edge.

"Your body is shaking, angel." Constantine's voice calms me. "Take your time. It's okay."

My cheeks burn brightly as Constantine wriggles his finger deeper into me. I remove his cock once more from my mouth so I can speak.

"I'm going to come," I cry out, digging my fingers into the mattress. "Fuck, Daddy!"

Constantine kisses me. "Let it out, angel. There's nothing wrong with coming from my stimulation. I'll come at the same time as you."

My dick pulses between my legs. "Put Mr. Green on my cock," I moan, rubbing my dick against the mattress. "I… need him, Daddy. Please. He helps me with my orgasm."

Constantine picks Mr. Green up from the bed and brings him between my legs. He rubs him back and forth along my dick, drawing my orgasm out of me.

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