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He's used the dreaded logic on me that we didn't have enough room in our backyard for all of them. Then there were the kittens and puppies, and he said we'd discuss one of those when we got home.
"You're not answering me, did I ruin your entire weekend?" he asked, and I actually heard a hint of insecurity which I didn't like, because that wasn't Stanton. He was always so sure of his place in the world. I struggled to turn over until he was straddling my naked hips.
"Daddy, it was perfect. I promise. It was an amazing day, but my thighs aren't thanking me for the hour riding lesson. They told me to stop when I got uncomfortable and I didn't listen. These thighs are forty-five years old."
"And sexy thighs they are, I love every inch of you…"
I spread his hands on the bed on either side of my head and lowered his head until his mouth hovered above mine.
"…I love you."
I grabbed his hips and stopped breathing as I studied his expression, and he came to rest on his forearms. He teased the corners of my mouth with his soft lips. His fingers ruffled the damp waves of my silver hair.
"Breathe, baby. If you don't feel it, that's okay. I just have to work…" I shut him up by tightening my abs to push my mouth to his and I let out a soft sigh at the contact.
My fingertips dug into his lower back, his smooth, soft skin after our months together as familiar to me as my own. He was so perfect, and he was all mine. I easily opened for him as he shifted to push a knee between my legs to open them to allow him to settle between. His bare cock aligned with mine.
"Say it again, Daddy, please."
"I love you. I wanted to make this perfect for you and show you how special you are to me. That you're more important than anything or anyone else."
I suckled at my lower lip until I whined and hooked my legs around the backs of his slender thighs.
"All I ever want to do is make sure you're happy and have what you need."
"I just need you. I've been dying to say it." The conversation with his mother kept coming back to me. When she'd said he loved me I didn't want to hope too much. He was younger. Gorgeous in every way and not just in looks.
"Then say it, baby, I want to hear it." His mouth rested on mine and my pulse sped up at his smile.
"I love you."
"Fuck, that sounds good."
He put all his love and desperation in his kiss. And I forgot all about my sore muscles and the tiredness of a busy, physical day.
My hands glided over his skin to the curves of his ass, squeezing them in my hands as he rutted his cock against mine. We hardened as I writhed and rubbed my hairy chest and stomach over his smooth skin. I groaned as his right hand curled under my thigh and lifted it high on his side.
"Daddy," I whimpered as I couldn't get close enough to my man, "Fuck me." I tried to hold him close as he straightened to kneel to look down at me.
Desire turned his gray eyes darker as the pupil pushed the smoky color out. Each time was better than the last. He was so hyper-focused on my pleasure that it bordered on torture, but I craved every kiss and touch, the burn as he stretched me slowly with his long, slender cock. My Daddy filled me so right I never wanted to be separated from him. The intensity of it was terrifying because it built more every time he loved on me.
Gentle or rough, he always showed me how much I was his, staking his claim with nothing more than a kiss or touch. I arched, pushing my ass into the mattress as he curved his hands around my thighs and massaged just under my aching balls with his thumbs.
"Boy, I want you on your knees with your head down. Show Daddy what's mine."
His smooth voice turned guttural with the order and as always, the sound of it made me shiver because I knew what was coming. I could already feel his tongue stroking over my hole, pushing at the firm muscle to get me ready to take his perfect dick. Turning over, I presented my ass, shifting my knees farther apart, and grunted at the first strike. His palm and fingers stung as they connected with my cheeks and hips, one then the other, repeatedly until my dick leaked, pre-cum dripping onto the pristine white sheets.
He palmed my fuzzy ass cheeks, and I arched my hips as he spit on my hole. A whine slipped free at the tight grip on my abused skin from the spanking that never failed to turn me on. I'd never thought I was the type, before him I'd always felt awkward, especially when getting my ass eaten.
"Let me fuck this pretty hole bare." The question was a sigh of breath across my clenching entrance. We'd shared our negative test results early on in case we ever reached the point of doing away with condoms.
"Yes, Daddy, please," I stuttered, gripping the sheets in tight fists as he licked over me, suckling at the muscle. It felt so good it took everything inside me to relax.
"You're being such a good boy for Daddy. I'm gonna love this hole until you're screaming for me."
I didn't have a chance to reply because he tugged me farther open until he pushed at my hole with his stiffened tongue. He groaned and the vibration made my toes curl. Daddy knew exactly what I needed without being told. I stretched my left arm back to tangle my fingers in his hair to hold him as I rode his face. His name was a breathless litany on my lips as my cock slapped against my thighs.
I whined at the loss of his touch but was cut off when he reached between my thighs to jack my oversensitive cock. I barely heard the snick of the lube bottle as I desperately fucked into his fist. My slutty and needy whines grew louder as he pushed me closer to the edge. Sweat misted my skin, beading in my body hair and a hiss pushed through my teeth as cold lube dripped between my cheeks.
