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My breath hitches. "It kinda squirted out."
"Do you know thatIcame, too?"
"Youdid?" Confusion slams into me.
"It happened in my briefs. Bam. Bam.Squirt.A hot load of cum sloshing around. Leaking out of my zipper. Wet. Dripping down my thighs. Slipping out of my balls. Couldn’t control myself. Busted the second youboingedyour hard shaft."
"Iboingedmy shaft?" Christ!
"You sure did," Medici rasps, his mouth moving to my ear. "Christ, your cock was bouncy. Watching it smack against your abs sent me over the edge. My foreskin retracted—ratata.A machine gun. Unable to stop. Refused to. Even if I wanted it to—which I didn’t."
I blow out a breath. "Here’s the deal. I’m down to give this a shot—but I don't want to commit to anythingsuper seriousthis second. I need to see how we get along first."
"I love how smart you are." Medici tucks a strand of hair over my left ear.
"I want to jump your bones, Daddy." Horniness grinds into my voice. "I’m sure you know this—but being a boy to a Daddy is no laughing matter. We have to prove we’re a good match. And you need to break things off with Trevion. Let him knowfor surethat you’re done."
Medici nods. "I’d like to take you to the prison where I served my sentence next week. You can get an inside look at my life in the joint—and you can be there by my side when I tell Trevion to burn in hell."
"Will you protect me if he tries to shank me, Daddy?" I rasp, taking his hand and bringing it between my legs.
This is the hottest part about dating an ex-con. He keeps me safe. Looks out for me. Refuses to let anyone hurt me. He’s so much fiercer than regular men.
Medici presses his palm into my shaft. "I’ll beat his motherfucking ass."
He leans forward and crushes his lips to mine.
ChapterFifteen
Medici
Mattie has no idea how attractive he is.
None—if he did, some loser Daddy would’ve claimed him by now.
His ability to speak his mind and tell me what’s in his heart turns me on like nothing else.
He’s strong. As. Fuck.
I’ve been with weak boys, needy boys, whiney boys—zero boys ever expressed themselves like my sunflower.
Instead of wilting away, he lets me knowexactlywhat we need to do to make this work.
He talks through his discomfort and fights to find a solution.
A boy who communicates. One who’s brave. One who doesn’t let preconceived notions of where others are coming from influence his perception.
Mattie’s confidence steals my heart.
Gripping his jaw, I plunge my tongue deep into his mouth.
I swish it between his cheeks, running it over his teeth, letting him know that he’smine.
I know this is only a trial run—we have to make sure we’re compatible before I become his official Daddy.
At this moment, I don't give a motherfuck.
Mattie is submitting to me—opening like a rose and allowing me to taste him.
