Page 63 of Savage
Elio’s warm hand wrapped tightly around my cock, stroking me. I dropped forward and cried out as my orgasm tingled at the base of my spine.
“Wa-wait, daddy!” I shook my head as I cried out louder. “I’m going to cum.” My hips moved on their own as I fucked Elio’s hand, chasing after the pleasure regardless of what words were falling out of my mouth.
I wanted to cum, but I wanted to prolong the time I had with Elio too. My head and body weren’t aligned in the decision. Desire won out as something sharp gripped my ass.
“Uh, daddy!” My climax hit me like a freight train. Elio covered the tip of my cock and milked me as I came undone. Stream after stream of seed spilled out of me.
Elio let my cock go, and I was left trying to catch my breath. Wet sticky fingers pushed into my mouth, and I opened wider, lapping up my own cum.
His fingers were replaced by his tongue, and I moaned as Elio sucked on my tongue.
“You taste so good, rabbit.”
My heart skipped a beat as I panted.
“You want more, don’t you?” Elio whispered against my ear.
I didn’t have to think about it as I nodded. “Please.” My face felt hot along with the rest of my body. I wanted to look at him and see the desire on his face but didn’t dare take the blindfold off.
Slick fingers probed at my hole, and I relaxed as Elio pushed in two of them. I groaned as he opened and stretched me to take his cock.
Elio pulled his fingers out, and I whimpered. The sound of fabric rustling behind me was my only indication that Elio hadn’t left me wanting.
My hands were pulled back before I was flipped over on my back. The cool wood of the desk was a balm to my overheated flesh. My fingers flexed, needing something to hold onto. The desk was replaced by hot flesh. I curled my fingers, my nails digging in.
“That’s it, rabbit, hold on,” Elio said. His face was a lot closer than I’d thought. I turned in the direction it came from, and my mouth was taken in a dominating kiss.
The head of Elio’s cock sank into me, filling me to my limits. I jerked my mouth free as I cried out. My throat felt raw as my daddy began to move, pulling more and more sounds out of me. All I could do was hold on for the ride.
Before I knew it, my orgasm rushed through me, stealing my breath away. Ropes of cum splashed on my torso.
Elio’s cock continued to hit my prostate. It was as if I couldn’t stop cumming even when my cock stopped spilling my seed. I was stuck in pleasure’s euphoric grip.
“Pl-please, daddy,” I hiccuped as more pleasure shot through me.
A hand wrapped around my cock, and my back bowed off the desk. Tears broke free as it all became too much. My tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth as I let out a silent scream.
My head swam. It was too much pleasure. I was on the brink of passing out. My nails scratched along Elio’s back, undoubtedly leaving marks on his body. It felt like I was marking him as he destroyed me.
Sharp pain on my shoulder mixed with the overwhelming amount of pleasure coursing through me.
He left another mark on my body. “More,” I whimpered.
Another bite to my chest and then over my collarbone. I wanted to be covered with his marks. Elio snapped forward, and our thighs slapped together as he became rougher with me.
“Mine!” Hot cum splashed inside of me, truly claiming me as his.
I shattered to pieces as a bright light flashed behind my eyelids. Everything I’d ever gone through in my life flashed before my eyes and melted away, leaving me open and raw.
The scarf was removed from my face, and I blinked away the tears. They wouldn’t stop no matter how hard I tried. My breath hitched as a tsunami of raw emotions crashed into me. I reached out for him knowing my daddy wasn’t far. His warm lips pressed against mine, and I sagged into the kiss. I was nothing more than a helpless mess in his hands.
More tears spilled free as I whimpered against his lips. I never wanted this to end. Elio was everything I needed and wanted.
“Hush, rabbit, I have you.”
A shiver racked down my spine, and I closed my blurry eyes. I give a slight nod and curl into the man whose hands were covered in blood and his mind darker than coal and relaxed. He was my daddy, and nothing else mattered.
I thought I might be in love with you.
