Page 32 of Tattoos and Tiaras
“I love the time we’ve spent together so far and can’t wait to spend more time together.” I hooked my fingers into his belt loops and looked up, wanting Daddy’s permission before I continued.
Daddy nodded slightly, lifting his hand and bringing it to rest in my hair, giving a gentle tug of encouragement which had a direct line to my cock. “Take my pants down baby boy, I want to be able to feel myself here.” Daddy lightly touched my throat and hummed sensually. “You are gorgeous like this, Princess.”
I grinned, then quickly pulled Daddy’s trousers down. The sight of his cock had my mouth watering. Cut and thick, he was average length but with a width that was going to feel amazing when he fucked me, and he was going to do that soon, even if I had to beg, which to be honest, I had no problem with either.
I leant down and inhaled the scent of soap and Daddy. I could lay here all night if he let me, but I had other goals. Reaching for Daddy’s cock, I smoothed my hand down his shaft, then followed with my lips, licking and sucking at the smooth skin. His balls were smooth and warm when I cupped them in my other hand, and I gently rolled his sack in my palm while still peppering kisses along his shaft.
I brought my lips to the head of his cock and let the head slip past my lips, creating a gentle suction and letting my tongue trace the head before lowering my mouth more.
“You are so good at this, baby, take your time because soon enough, I’m going to fuck your throat raw.” Daddy’s voice had dropped lower and less in control, and I was here for it. I wantedto see Daddy lose his control. I took Daddy deeper, taking a moment to savour his taste. I loved sucking cock, and this was going to be an experience I was going to savour.
I leant forward and took more of him into my mouth. Saliva pooled in the corners of my lips as they stretched to take his cock.
“Slowly, baby, your mouth feels amazing.” Daddy shuddered as I sucked him deeper, until I felt the head of his cock nudge the back of my throat. I remembered this feeling of being able to provide pleasure, to be of use to my Dom, but it had never felt as good as this. Daddy’s fingers twisted in my hair, and I continued to worship his cock, licking and caressing, showing him through my actions how he made me feel.
Daddy gripped my hair and thrust into my mouth. I relaxed, enjoying the feeling of being used, of being of service to my Daddy. My brain finally went quiet, and I sank into the feeling that this is where I wanted to be. I gagged a little when his cock nudged the back of my throat; it had been a while since I’d done this. The momentary fear of suffocating was wiped out by the fullness of his cock sliding out of my mouth. My lips were already pleasantly tingling from the friction of his cock rubbing against them.
“Tap on my thigh if it gets too much.” He waited for me to answer and then thrusts back into my mouth forcefully, eliciting a gag and tears to build in the corner of my eye. I fucking love this. I may be kneeling over him, but he’s controlling everything, and I’m just a mouth for him to fuck into.
But I’m more than that to him and that realisation hits me like a ton of bricks.
Chapter Thirteen
Iwas barely holding on. Cullen’s mouth felt like heaven. With every brush of his lips and the way his throat constricted around me, I wasn’t going to last long at all. I twisted my fingers through Cullen's soft hair and tugged just to feel him moan around me.
I tugged again on Cullen's hair, and his bright hazel eyes blinked open at me. I saw my own lust reflected. I wanted to draw this out, but Cullen's mouth was going to make short work of me. It didn't matter. We had all the time in the world now together.
“Just like that, baby.” Cullen twirled his tongue in such a way that I nearly shot my load there and then. “Just like that, Princess, I want to feel myself coming right here.” I caressed Cullen's throat.
Cullen whimpered, and I was gone, my hips bucking, my fingers tightening in his hair. “I’m going to come, baby.” Cullen didn’t pull off; instead, he increased his suction, taking me deeper and using his tongue to tease and torment me in the sweetest way possible. I came with his name on my lips and myfingers buried in his hair. The orgasm knocked the air out of my lungs and all clear thought from my head. All I could think of was the sweet boy nestled between my legs.
I came to my senses feeling Cullen gently suckling on my spent cock, soft kitten licks and tiny kisses along my sensitive skin. It was almost too much, but I didn’t want to move just yet.
“Come up here, baby, I want a kiss.” I murmured, gently tugging on Cullen to pull him along my body. Cullen obliged and crawled up my body. He smiled, looking pleased with himself. He’d lost his shirt at some point and just wore his skirt, its tulle folds doing nothing to hide his erection.
I pulled Cullen against my chest, then sat up. “Do you want Daddy to help you with that?” Cullen nodded eagerly.
“Turn around, baby.” I sat up so our legs hung over the sofa, Cullen's legs resting outside of mine. I spread my legs wider, forcing Cullen’s open, then pulled up his skirt to show off his pretty lace panties.
“Tell me, Cullen, do you want me to take care of that?” I ghosted my fingers over the soft lace of his panties. Cullen tipped his face towards my neck. I could feel the warm puffs of his breath as I kept my teasing touches light. Cullen rocked into my touch. “Answer Daddy, baby, and I can make it all better.” I smiled at the small huffed out breath Cullen made and the soft whine that followed.
“Help me please,” Cullen answered.
I kissed the side of his face. “Lift your hips, baby.” Cullen lifted his hips, and I pulled his panties down low enough to hook under his balls, and his cock sat up once free of its lace prison, red and needy.
Cullen's breath stuttered as I wrapped my hand around his length and started to stroke him, using his pre-come as lube. I tipped my head so I could watch Cullen's face. With one hand, Istroked him slowly, the other, I ran over his chest, tugging on his nipple rings.
“Fuck, you’re sexy like this.” Cullen bucked and arched in my arms. I moved my hand from playing with his nipple rings to holding him firm against me.
“Next time, Princess, I'm going to make you ride me while you're wearing one of your pretty skirts, maybe even rip a hole in your panties so you don't have to take them off.”
“Daddy.” Warm ropes of cum covered my fist, and I couldn't stop looking at Cullen's face, his head thrown back, lips trembling as he came.
“That's it, Princess, give it all to me.” I moved my hand, milking Cullen of every last drop until my hand was coated. I brought my cum-covered fingers up to my mouth. Cullen's eyes tracked my movements and darkened as I licked every trace of him off my fingers.
“We are doing that again soon,” Cullen rasped huskily.
“We are but next time I plan on fucking the cum out of you.” Cullen groaned in my arms and slapped at my chest ineffectually.
