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When I’m prepped and ready for him, my Daddy sheds his clothes and hovers over me. He hikes my legs around his waist and I trail my hands up and down his back. “Hurry, Daddy,” I whine, wanting him inside me already.
Smacking my hip, Quin chastises me. “Don’t rush me, or I’ll make sure you don’t come until we get back to Quebec.”
My eyes peel wide and I trip over myself to apologize. “Sorry, Daddy.”
“Forgiven, baby boy. Grab my dick, baby. Put me inside.” Doing what my Daddy says, I grab his monster cock and put it against my hole. Bearing down, I feel him slip inside me and he pushes in to the hilt, making me toss my head back and a low moan escapes my throat.
“God, yes, Daddy. You feel … so … good.”
“It’ll be quick, baby. We have to get ready for landing soon,” Quin says through gritted teeth before he starts to move inside me.
I nod and drop my hand to my cock, jerking quickly. Quin follows my speed, pumping into me quickly and deeply, pulling my hips to him.
Slowing down, Quin pulls my hand from my dick. He grips both of my hands in one of his and thrusts them over my head.
“You belong to me, right, Red?”
My head is fuzzy, my orgasm rising quickly without me touching my cock. I can’t think, but I manage to get my thoughts together enough to respond. “Yes, Daddy.”
Quin speeds his thrusts and squeezes my wrists tighter in his hands. “You’re mine.”
“Yes, Daddy, I’m yours. I’m… all … I’m coming!” That wasn’t supposed to be the end of my sentence, but my cock is shooting off between us, spraying our abs.
“Yeah, you’re mine. Now I’m going to breed you so you walk around all day with my come leaking out of you.”
His words have another unexpected orgasm rolling through me, though there’s no more come leaving my body. Quin fucks me hard and then he roars his orgasm, clutching my wrists hard enough to make them go numb. Like I give a fuck. Quin was fucking magnificent in his release, his big body shuddering over mine as he empties into me. I feel the warmth of his come inside me,, breeding me like I’ve wanted since we met.
I’m ready for his weight when Quin drops on top of me, my legs still wrapped tightly around him so he won’t pull out yet. He lets go of my wrists and drags his hand down to my face, framing it and giving me a slow kiss.
“Sorry I came without permission,” I mutter when he pulls away.
“I’ll give you a pass since it seemed unexpected.” His smug grin makes me want to roll my eyes, but I’m not getting punished for coming and don’t want to push my luck.
“I take it we’re not going to find anyone today. I can’t walk with come dripping from me,” I murmur. My Daddy laughs and sits up, bringing me to straddle his lap. He takes my hands into his, rubbing my wrists in rough hands with a soft touch.
“Did I hurt you?” Looking down, I see the bruises around my wrists, red now but will probably be purple by morning.
Smiling at him, I shake my head. “No. Never. I didn’t even notice. I want more.”
“Anything you want, sweet boy.” With one last kiss, Quin lifts me off his dick and I sets me on the bed on my stomach. I look over my shoulder at him with a raised eyebrow. “Raise up on your knees and show me that sweet hole, Red.” Groaning and feeling a stirring in my groin, I do what he says. “Spread yourself.” I reach behind me to show him my hole. Not able to take my eyes off him, I watch Quin swipe up the come that leaked out of me and push it back inside, sliding two fingers in and out gently. The rumble of his groan flows through me and I fuck back against his fingers.
I wish we had that plug he promised me all those weeks ago.
Quin gives my ass a kiss, then slaps my right ass cheek. I moan and he gives me another kiss and slap on the opposite cheek. “Come on, boy. We can take a quick shower then we have to get ready for landing.”
Moving quickly, I slide off the bed to follow behind a naked Quin. The stall isn’t that big, so Quin and I have to fight to get under the spray, but we get it done, with a lot of laughs and kisses exchanged. Which is good, because something tells me the next few days won’t have much of either.
My Daddy is sexy as fuck when he talks his nerd hacker lingo to me. I have no idea what any of it means, but I love how his face morphs into a serious expression and he uses terms I couldn’t even guess the meaning of. And I love listening to him talk. His baritone washes over me as he shows me his computer and the program he used to find Tom. Thomas Furman, piece of shit trafficker that drugs men and women to make them sell their bodies against their wills.
On the program, it shows highlighted areas on a man’s face and the measurements between them compared to Tom’s photo. Next to the highlighted areas are numbers like 1.5 mm and flashing at the top is “100% Identification Match”.
“So,” Quin continues, switching to another tab, showing me Andler’s information. Photos flash beside his picture, highlights flashing as well. “It seems we have to wait a little while for the main man to show his face. He may be traveling by car in an area where there aren’t any cameras or he might be lying low for now. Either way, when he pops up, this program will find him. Unless his partner wants to give him up before. I have my ways to get that information.”
I nod—and inwardly shudder—because I understand that part. What he said about the program before he showed me the screen? Went right over my head. “So we’ll have to wait to get Andler?” Just saying his name makes me want to throw up. His name in my mouth feels like ashes—dry and toxic.
“Let’s hope not, baby. I have a few people that I know who aren’t exactly on the right side of the law. They’re keeping an eye out as well, using their own means to monitor. Judy is also on it full time, in case I miss something.”
That makes me feel better. I’ve heard Judy and Quin speak their nerd talk and she’s just as well versed as he is. So if he says she’s on it, I know she will do what she can to keep him abreast if he doesn’t have eyes on it.
