Page 56 of Hawk

He must’ve heard it in my voice, though, because he reached for my hand. “Or, if you’d rather, we could call it a night and go to bed.”

I nodded eagerly. “We can have a fire another time.”

“That we can.”

Hawk

When I had this idea to take him on adateon the rooftop, I’d worried it was silly, but Gator had assured me it was a brilliant plan. He’d been the one to set up everything for me, and he’d been right. I owed him big time, and seeing my boy’s excitement when he realized what I’d planned would be worth whatever favor Gator wanted in return.

I left everything where it was. No one else came up on the roof, so it could wait until later.

My boy couldn’t.

When we got back downstairs, we went straight to the bedroom, and Mika looked up at me.

“Daddy?” he asked sweetly, and my chest clenched the way it did every time he called me that. I’d had boys before, some of them I’d even thought might stick around, but hearing them call me Daddy had never sounded as right as it did coming from Mika.

“Yes, baby boy?” I slid my fingers into his hair. He had the softest curls, and touching them was addictive. He leaned into my touch and let out a sigh.

“It’s really nice of you to take me on a date.” He dropped his head and then quietly said, “I want to do something for you to show you how much I appreciate it.”

“You know you don’t have to do anything for me, right?”

He nodded but kept his head down. “I know, but I want to.”

“And what would you like to do?” I asked, using the fingers I’d wrapped in his hair to pull his head up so we made eye contact.

“I want to taste you.”

Fuck, the way he said that was so sweet.

“Well, I wouldn’t want to stop you from getting what you want, now would I?”

I reached down and unbuttoned my fly, then pushed my pants down. His eyes widened when he realized I wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“Do you like what you see, boy?”

He nodded and dropped to his knees in front of me. He raised his eyes to meet mine, and the look he gave me was pure sin. Gone was the shy boy from earlier, who hadn’t made eye contact when he said he wanted to do something for me.

He ran his tongue across his lips, leaving them wet and glistening, and the sight of him there on his knees with his mouth wet and waiting made my cock jump. He took it in his hand and leaned forward. Then he stuck out his tongue and licked a bead of pre-cum off the tip, sending a shiver through my entire body.

“Fuck, that feels good.”

A self-satisfied grin spread across his face. Then the cheeky little brat winked at me before leaning forward and swallowing me whole. Over the last week, he had become more and more comfortable with me, but still—I wouldn’t have thought my sweet little mouse had it in him. Obviously, I was wrong. Not that I was complaining.

The head of my cock rubbed against the back of his throat as he swallowed around it, and I let out a groan because, damn, he was good at this.

My fingers were still wrapped around his hair, and I left them there, but I didn’t direct his movements—letting him set the pace. He pulled off until just the head was in his mouth and began to suck, and damn, that felt amazing.

He alternated between sucking and taking me to the back of his throat, and I knew I wouldn’t last long. Between watching his mouth around my cock and the feel of his hot, wet mouth, I was already ready to blow.

I’d felt possessive of Mika from the first time I’d seen him, but seeing him on his knees for me like this ratcheted it up to a level I’d never experienced before. Some primitive part of me needed to be buried deep inside him when I came, like I could mark him as mine if I was.

I tightened my grip in his hair and pulled him off of me. “Baby boy, I’m about to come.”

“That’s kind of the point, Daddy.”

“It is. But I want to be inside you when I come, so let’s take this to the bed.”

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