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"I’m ready, Daddy." Cory’s face isn’’t as innocent as it was during the day. It’s flushed, packed with need, emotion.
I thread my fingers through his. "This is a big step—we can’t go back once we take it. And I’ll need to remove your palm tree diaper."
"I want this." Corey doesn’t back down.
Laying him on my bed, I remove his diaper, taking my time with the task. He hasn’t used it, so I set it in the bin near my desk, then tug a condom out of my bedside table.
"Say it again, boy." I walk to the bed and run my fingers across his hip.
Cory stares dead into my eyes. "If you don't quit fucking around and take me, I’m going to tie you to this bed and fuck you my damn self."
It’s all I need to proceed. With a groan, I squirt lube between his cheeks, then slide the condom on my cock and ram it into his hole.
My mouth clamps down on his, hot breaths escaping me, mingling with his needy ones.
My hips rut, my aching nuts slapping against his lower back as I breed him while staring at him, my right hand twisting through his hair, my left one feathering across his chest.
He cries out as I pinch his left nipple, kneading it into a stiff peak.
His legs wrap around my back, willing me to plunge deeper, to hit his prostate, give him what he needs.
"Not a little virgin, are ya?" I rasp, my teeth biting his lower lip, heat sheathing my dick. "Taking Daddy’s cock like a dirty boy. One who knows what he wants. Been eyeing Daddy out of the corner of your eye for some time, haven’t ya?"
Cory’s head jolts back. "Yes, Daddy!"
"I’m your Daddy now. I own your hole—your walls. You don't stick a fucking finger in here without my permission. No coming, either. Unless I’m inside you. Giving you what you need."
We rock until fire sizzles between us. Cory grabs my shoulders, his fingernails sinking into my skin, the sting electrifying me.
When we come, we do it at the same time. I don't come in his hole like I intended—I yank my cock out, tear off the condom, and bust on his face.
Cory screams under the assault, cum rocketing against his nose and lips, desperate whimpers escaping him, my firehose stealing his ability to breathe.
"Feel so safe around you, Daddy!" He kisses me.
I swirl my tongue around his lips—with tenderness and love. Affection.
I rub his own cum into his stomach, working it around his button, kissing him the whole time.
"Never quit being who you are around me, boy. You’re perfect—don't change a thing."
With a groan, I untuck my cock and pump. In less than thirty seconds, I barrel toward my orgasm.
I nut out hot shots of cum, more spurting out of me than I can keep track of. One, two, three—oh Christ, I need someone filming me to figure out how many. They all blend together in a delicious synthesis of red-hot primal need.
As I wipe up the mess from my abs, I try to recall the last time I felt this way about anyone.
I can’t. Cory overwrites the memory of every boy I’ve ever been with. They pale in comparison to him—they practically grow translucent, see-through—and when I try to recall them, I only see Cory’s face.
"That’s it." Rising from my desk, I turn the TV off. "I’m a damn fool for trying to take this slow. Cory and I are meant to be—I’m making him mine."
Chapter 13
Cory
I’m exiting my downtown office when the sports car pulls up beside me.
"Get in."
