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“Yes, Daddy.”

I’d been worried I would be self-conscious, or it would feel odd because, as much time as I’d spent watching Daddy porn, I’d never been with a Daddy in real life. There was nothing awkward about it, though. It felt right. He was dominant, but in a different way than I’d experienced before. Even his commands had an undertone of care to them that I wasn’t used to.

I hadn’t thought things could get any more intense, but as soon as the word Daddy fell from my lips, his eyes darkened, and he grabbed my face. Not gently like he had earlier, but much more forcefully this time.

“Only good boys get to come, Mika. Do you want to come tonight?”

“Yes, please, Daddy. I want to come.”

“Then you need to be a good boy and follow the rules.” He brushed his thumbs over my nipples until they pebbled, and I gasped at the sensation. He grabbed my cock and stroked me with one hand, bracing the other hand on the bed, leaning over and first licking and then sucking on my nipples.

My nerve endings were on fire, and it felt so amazing I moaned and arched my back.

“Please, I want to come, but I want you inside me when I do.”

He reached into the bedside table and grabbed a condom and a bottle of lube. “Don’t you worry, sweet boy. I’ll take care of you.”

He slid his body over mine, and our cocks touched, sending a ripple of pleasure through me. I wanted so badly to reach down and grip them both, but I wanted to be a good boy for him, and he’d said no touching. It might not be necessary, though. I swear I could come just like this. The feel of his body against mine, the taste of his kiss and nothing else, and it’d still be the best sex of my life—which probably said everything there was to say about my experiences up to this point.

He moved down the bed between my legs. He poured the lube over his fingers, and I pulled my legs back, giving him easy access to my hole. He slowly pushed one finger inside my body, and I let out a moan. There was a delicious burning, stretching sensation that was exactly what I’d been waiting for. I threw my head back, enjoying every minute as he moved his finger in and out of me a few times before adding a second finger.

I whimpered and began to move against his fingers, needing more. He placed a hand on my lower stomach and held me down.

“Such a needy, needy boy,” he said on a purr.

I whimpered again because he wasn’t wrong—I was needy. For him, anyway. He grabbed the condom and tore it open with his teeth, still moving the fingers of his right hand in and out of my body.

“I’m so ready to be inside of you.”

He lined up his cock with my hole and slowly breached the ring of muscles around my entrance. He’d taken a lot of time with me, but he was huge, so all the prep in the world couldn’t prepare me for what it felt like to be filled with his cock.

Once he was deep inside me, he stilled. “Fuck, baby, you’re so tight. Are you okay?”

“You’re big, and it stings, but don’t stop. It’s good, so good. Just give me a second.” He leaned down and kissed me, and by the time the kiss was over, I was ready for him to move. I wiggled my hips, and he quickly got the message.

He pulled out slowly and then pushed back in. “I wanted to do this right the first time,” he said through gritted teeth. “To learn every inch of your body, but damn, Mika, I’ve been wanting you for so long I don’t think I have the patience this first time. Instead, I just want to take you apart, hard and fast.”

“I want that. I want it hard and fast.” My voice didn’t even sound like mine. It sounded needy and desperate—exactly the way I felt. “Please, Daddy. Please wreck me.”

“Okay then. Hold on tight, little one.”

He grabbed my hips and began to slam in and out of my hole hard and fast, just like he’d said he wanted. He kept up the brutal pace for a few minutes before he slid one hand over and started stroking my cock in time with his thrusts.

I was whimpering and chanting, “Yes, like that, harder, yes,” over and over until finally I cried out, “I need to come, Daddy. Can I please come?” I didn’t actually know if I had to ask, but it seemed like a good idea.

“When you’re ready, baby. You come when you’re ready.”

Little did he know I’d been ready. “Oh, fuck,” I shouted as my orgasm ripped through me from my toes up my spine and back down into my balls. I cried out as my cum covered the hand he was using to stroke me.

He pulled out of my body, and I let out a small, pathetic whimper at the empty feeling he left behind. He quickly ripped off the condom and pumped his cock a couple of times. He threw back his head and roared as he came all over my stomach before collapsing down beside me.

“I need to get something to clean us up, but right now, I need to hold you more than I need to breathe, if that’s okay.” There was a vulnerability in his voice that I hadn’t expected, and it gave me a warm feeling deep in my chest.

“That’s what showers are for.” I kissed his shoulder. “We can take one in a bit.”

He held out his arms, and I slid into his embrace. Once I was settled in, he grabbed the covers, pulling them up over us. “Let’s take a short nap, then we can get cleaned up and go grab some food.” He kissed the top of my head while he drew soothing circles on my back until my breath evened out, and I slept right where I belonged—in my Daddy’s arms.

Chapter sixteen

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