Page 28 of The Apprentice
I slammed my mouth over Fionn’s, effectively shutting him up before he could say something that would make me walk out the door and not come back. What we had right now couldn’t be permanent.
It was one night.
Only one.
Fionn groaned into the kiss, and when I broke the lip-lock so I could reach over to grab the lube and a condom, Fionn grinned and spread his legs. His eagerness twisted my insides, reminding me of just how innocent he was.
“I’m going to prep you,” I whispered, dropping a kiss on Fionn’s shoulder, then his chin. “We’re going to take this slow.” He opened his mouth, but I shook my head. “You will not argue with me, boy. You said it yourself. I’m big. I refuse to hurt you.”
He hesitated and sighed, nodding. “Okay.”
“Okay,” I repeated.
Flicking open the lube, I smiled down at him comfortingly. I took the time to prep him, using one, then two, and finally, three fingers. I scissored and stretched him, and Fionn grunted in pain at first before he began to relax and the sounds morphed into needy moans.
When I was sure I’d be able to enter him without hurting him, I grabbed the condom and slid it on my rock-hard cock. I spread more lube over my erection and settled between his parted thighs.
Fionn tilted his head, eyes hooded and a blissful expression dancing across his sharp features. “Please, fuck me, Daddy?”
How could I say no to that? There was no other word for him but pretty, even if it sounded feminine. I had never seen anyone as beautiful as him, but he was more so now that he was dazed with lust, naked with a sheen of sweat covering his compact muscles, and with a full cock.
I grabbed his legs, hooking them over my shoulders, and lined up to his hole. “One last chance, boy. You sure about this?”
Fionn whimpered. “Please, Daddy. Fuck. Please.”
I shushed him gently and smoothed my palm over his forehead, pushing his hair away from his face. I thumbed his cheekbone, mapping the softness of his skin. “Good boy. You’re okay. I’ve got you.”
I slowly pushed in, careful as the head of my cock opened him. I watched Fionn’s expression, noting the flickers of pain. His nose twitched and his mouth twisted, and I stopped when the head made it past his ring. I placed my palm against his cheek again, caressing it.
He winced. “Sorry, Daddy Daire.”
“Shh.” I leaned down to lay a kiss on the opposite cheek. “You’re fine. It’s fine. Tell me when you’re ready.”
It took him a few long seconds, but I stayed patient. I kept still, body tense as I waited for his go-ahead, and the moment he nodded, I began to push in again. I eyed him carefully, but he kept nodding when I gave him a questioning look, until finally I was balls deep inside.
Fionn’s breaths came quick and shallow, and his legs shook against my shoulders. “It feels so strange, Daddy.”
I smiled, then kissed him. I cupped his face, and we kept our mouths mashed together in what started out as a soft meeting, then began to get rougher. He moaned into the kiss, his legs trembling fiercer.
“Please, fuck me, Daddy Daire? Fuck, I need you so bad.”
Positioning myself on my knees, I bent him forward in a way that would lessen the pain and began to thrust. I started slow and didn’t pull all the way out. It was more of hip rocking to get him used to the feeling of my width and length inside him, but when he began to hump back against me, I knew what he needed.
I picked up speed, spearing my cock into his hole harder and faster. The moment I pegged Fionn’s prostate, he threw his head back and yelled, entire body shuddering.
“Oh my fucking God. Daire. Fuck.” He kicked my shoulder with his heel in a spasm of pleasure. “Please, harder.”
The sight of him losing control was absolutely fucking stunning. This stoicman, usually so restrained and blunt to people, other than a select few, came unraveled like a bow on a Christmas gift, and the result was the kind of present I had always wanted from a man. Pure, utterly abandoned bliss. He was milking my cock like the best boy, and I couldn’t get enough.
He was practically riding me, even though I was on top, rutting into him.
“Please, please, please.” The mantra leaving Fionn’s lips had my blood pumping hot as it rushed south. If he kept pleading so prettily, I would lose it too quickly. His hole constricted around me, putting the perfect amount of pressure on my sensitive cock.
I gripped his knees, nails digging into his skin, as I focused on thrusting faster, hammering into Fionn’s prostate with every stroke forward.
His whimpers grew louder, music to my ears. He grabbed his cock and jerked it along with my tempo, and it didn’t take long for his spine to stiffen, his moans turning into cries of pleasure as he arched up and came. Spunk jetted from his slit and covered his stomach and chest. He trembled through the throes of ecstasy, his hole tightening around me.
The orgasm-inducing sight was all it took for my release to hit me like a bullet straight to the heart. Desire wielding enough power to make me breathless weaved its magic, and I froze balls deep inside Fionn as I came. I groaned, leaning my forehead on his leg as every drop of my cum filled the condom until I had nothing left to give.
