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An invisible hook tugs Constantine's lips into a smirk. "Did you?"
Constantine reaches out and fondles my bulge. I let out a moan as I drape my arms around his shoulders, grinding against his palm. Even though I'm no longer a virgin, my dick still throbs when Constantine does so little as place his hands on me. I guess that's what happens when you have a man like Constantine as your Daddy.
"Yes, Daddy." I blush. "I felt amazing when you made love to me. We need a repeat tonight."
Constantine lets out a laugh as he drags his fingers across my hard shaft. "You're hard, boy. I can tell you've been thinking about our time together."
I run my lips across Constantine's mouth. "I sure have. I fantasized about anal sex so much growing up, but last night was everything."
Constantine leans in and crushes his lips to mine. A moan escapes my mouth as I swoon into his arms, kissing him with feverish intensity. He rubs my dick, and his palm feels so amazing that I can't breathe.
"Pull it out." My voice is a whisper. "I want you to see it, Daddy. Look what you do to me."
But a pained look drifts across Constantine's features. He blows out a breath and removes his hand from my waist.
"There's something we must discuss." Constantine shakes his head.
Something I can't quite place drifts across my insides. I furrow my brow and bite my lower lip. For an instant, I think Constantine's joking. After all, we shared an incredible night together, and he's back for more. My dick is hard beneath his palm, and it'd take so little for Constantine to please me.
My eyebrows stitch together. "What do you mean, Daddy?"
Constantine lets out a sigh as he takes my hand in his. "Follow me to the sofa, boy. I'll explain everything."
Confusion ripples through me. At first I thought Constantine was joking… but he's not. He's serious, and what he says concerns me.
I force myself to stay strong. I'm not the timid, fragile boy I was when I met Constantine. I'm a man now, a man who lost his virginity last night. I should be able to have a discussion with Constantine without getting teary.
"Okay, Daddy." I tighten my grip on his hand. "Lead the way."
Constantine brings me to the sofa. He pours me a glass of water as he hands me my morning omeprazole. This is something he's done every morning since our appointment with Dr. Gianluca and Dr. Trina.
For some reason, these pills feel so much better than the generic version from Convenient Pharmacy.
I can speak all day long without worrying about my throat burning, and I don't have bothersome side effects.
My head hasn't felt fuzzy once.
Constantine places his hand on my thigh and stares into my eyes. "I spoke to my brother, boy. He told me something that I need to tell you."
I take a sip of water and pop my pill in my mouth. "Go ahead."
Constantine blows out a breath. "Remember how Gianluca tested your old pills in the laboratory?"
I furrow my brow. Yes, I remember that. It struck me as strange because I thought nothing was wrong with my medication. After all, it's sold in Convenient Pharmacies across the state. I figured it was standard stuff.
I bite my lower lip. "I remember."
"Gianluca received the tests from the lab today. He discovered that your medication only contained a bit of omeprazole."
My jaw drops. "You're joking."
This can't be right. I've taken this medication every day since I was fifteen. And I always take the recommended dose on the back. What's Constantine saying?
Constantine rubs my thigh. "Your pills didn't contain a sufficient amount of omeprazole to combat your symptoms. They also had sugar and stimulants."
I tremble on the couch. "I don't know what this means, Daddy."
Stimulants? Sugar?
