Page 70 of Penalty Zone

I hum and kiss his jaw. “Are you afraid of me?”

“Only that you’ll leave.” His green eyes offer me the truth and so much openness.

I’ve fallen hard for this man, but I’m jaded with enough experience not to make whimsical promises. “I don’t want to leave you,” I say honestly.

“Then we want the same thing. I’m your Baby Doll.” He rolls us on our sides.

“You’re young with endless possibilities for a spectacular life ahead of you. A man old enough to be your father might not work in your long-term plan.” I sweep his curls out of his face. I love how his hair gets wavy when he sweats, knowing I made him that way.

“Hmph,” he grunts. “That will never happen.”

We’re naked with the night ahead of us, and I’m not going to spend it arguing about who could end this before we get started.

“You’re made for me, and I can’t get enough.” I tap his ass. “Hands against the glass, legs wide.”

My perfect man vaults into position, braced against the sliding glass door with a cheeky grin.

“See, you spoil me, doing everything I ask without questions like the Good Boy you are.” I stand and admire his sculpted body. “Do you want your Daddy to fuck you?”

“Please,” he whines, and pushes his ass back as if he didn’t blow his load minutes ago.

“Anything for you.” I grab the lube and a smaller plug, placing them on the bedside table near him. My lips drag across his shoulder while my hands palm his ass.

“You’re teasing me,” he complains with a smile.

Dipping my finger in his hole, I test his resistance. When there’s none, I lube my cock and grip his hip and shoulder. I sink balls deep into his heat.

“Your greedy hole’s already trying to milk my cum out.” I stay seated for a moment, seeing stars.

“I need it.” He hangs his head between his arms, using his leverage to bump us both back.

The dominant part of me almost barks that he doesn’t get to decide, but surrounded by his smell and pulsing channel, I’m too close.

“Slow or fast?” I ask, my mouth on his ear.

“Whatever you want.”

I withdraw all the way and pound back in, setting a punishing pace. Caleb aggressively meets my thrusts, and the sounds of our bodies slapping together echoes in the room.

“Here.” I yank his shoulder back, and he follows my hips so we’re sideways next to the glass. “Watch your pretty pinkhole take my cock. Watch it disappear in your body. See how phenomenal you look, taking all of me.”

Caleb’s eyes focus on where we’re joined as I stare at his wondrous face.

“What if someone saw me fucking you? What would you do?” I glance at the glass. It’s too dark in the room for anyone to actually see us.

“They would know I’m yours, and I wouldn’t need to do anything.” A string of precum drips from his tip.

“You want everyone to know you’re mine.” I declare the statement as a fact.

“Yes. Daddy,” he pleads, his cock bouncing and leaking.

I smack his butt cheek, then envelop his dick in my hand. “Mine,” I howl. “Come for me, Doll,” I grunt, stroking him fast so we come together.

Caleb throws his head back on my shoulder and releases in my hand, his inner muscles contract, and my world narrows down to Caleb. Fire ravages my body, consuming every nerve ending in white-hot bliss. My lungs gasp for air, but I’m strong enough to hold us up when his knees weaken. I cup my hand, holding as much of his release as possible.

“Daddy,” he sighs and flings his arms back around my neck.

“Stay with me.” I align our legs so when I step forward, he does too. “Carefully, get on the bed, head down and ass up. We’re going to need gravity on our side.”

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