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I can feel them—his tonsils hugging my crown, which is something I didn’t think was possible. I groan, my toes curling, fighting the urge to come—because it feels so fucking good.
My fingers find purchase in his hair. "I can’t control myself."
Leaf draws my dick out of his lips, then wriggles his tongue against my slit. I try not to scream—try to stay in control of my emotions.
It’s hard. As. Hell. "Oh, Daddy."
He spits on my crown. "Let it out. I don't care if you come early—no shame in that. It shows me that you enjoy being around me. Basking in my presence."
"Did Damien like when you blew him?"
"Fuck, no." Leaf’s voice turns fierce. "He only wanted me to fuck him—hot, dirty, and rough. He didn’t even enjoy foreplay. Little brat. You’re so much better in every way."
Leaf’s praise lights me up inside. I didn’t think I was a sucker for compliments—not by a long shot. However, hearing myself be spoken of favorably in comparison to Leaf’s ex? That’s something I adore.
Daddy Thomas never would’ve done that. Most of the time, he told me how much I didn’t measure up to his previous partner, how lackluster I was. In the bedroom, if he wasn’t rutting me, he said I was taking up space.
Leaf makes me love who I am.
Leaf plunges back on my dick. This time, he sucks me hard—grunting, swirling his tongue around my crown, refusing to let a single part go untouched.
His left hand, that deadly beast, massages my nuts, helping them grow loose, to draw out the seed that lurks within.
All at once, he drops his head between my legs, and feasts on my wet, trembling taint.
The instant delight is too much to bear. Spreading my legs, I let electric jolts rocket up my core—fast, hard, shaking me.
He spits on his middle finger, then slides it in my passage. My cheeks clamp down around it, convulsing at once, unsure whether they should welcome the delicious intrusion or fend it off.
"Daddy." I grip his shoulders.
Leaf slides his digit in and out of my hole. "Relax, hot stuff. Let Daddy blow your mind—take you to the stars."
Whining, I stare dead into his eyes. Every fiber of my being burns with need. It swoops and ducks within me, filling every porous crevice of my core, not letting me stay in control.
"I can’t hold back much longer," I gasp.
Leaf drives his finger in deeper. "Don't worry about that. I don't care if you come right now—it’s not too soon for me. Hell, I’d love to see you come. Give me what I want."
It’s Leaf’s possessive command that does it for me.
Arching my back, I scrunch my eyes shut and lose all inhibition. My dick spasms, then explodes—hot shots of white cum rocket out of the tip, flying through the air.
Leaf snaps them out of the air with his lips, then plants his mouth back on my tip to finish the job. Sucking, blowing, kissing—he downs every strand, he’ll be damned if a single one trickles into the bubbles.
His finger grinds into my hole the entire time, pushing deep, deeper still, until I shake with pleasure.
"Tell me how that felt."
I drag my fingernails across his shoulders. "Holy fuck."
That’s all I can muster. No clear response to his question, my words barely discernible.
Leaf removes his digit from my channel, then massages my taint. "You taste amazing, boy. Christ—I’m glad you let me at you."
Looking down, I notice that Leaf—that perfect man—is rock hard. His mighty scepter rises between his muscular, hairy legs, pressing against his rock-hard abs.
Lifting my left leg, I massage his shaft with my toes. I squeeze his spongy crown, adoring the way it molds to my big toe, then draw a series of grunts out of his lips.
