Page 90 of The Apprentice
He exhaled. “No, Daddy, Ineedthis. I need you.”
That’s all I desired to hear. I slipped back onto the bed and settled between his spread legs. I pressed my weight down onto him and kissed him, our mouths moving like a well-rehearsed dance. He whimpered and whined, rolling his hips up so his cock rubbed against mine. I brushed my nose over his when he pouted.
“Please, Daire, fuck me.”
I reached for the lube again and flipped open the lid to slick up my fingers. I opened him carefully, taking him apart with two fingers, watching as his eyes rolled back and precum beaded at his slit. He moaned, hole clenching around my fingers.
“Get your cock inside me, Daddy.”
I chuckled at the pure desperation in his voice, making it deepen and shake with fervor. His cheeks were pinker than usual and his tongue swept out to wet his lips as he stared up at me.
I used the lube on my cock before I shoved his legs up to his chest. He whined, toes curling, as I aligned my length with his hole. I didn’t ask if he was ready because it was very clear in the way he rocked his hips, eager to feel me pressed against his entrance. If he didn’t need this so much, I might’ve lectured him on his behavior. Not only for the hit, but for his impatience.
My jaw still throbbed, and between Sloan’s punch yesterday and Fionn’s this morning, I suspected I would end up feelingthe pain for days. Like uncle, like nephew. I understood Fionn’s anger, but we’d need to talk about it later.
I dug my thumbs into his hip bones, keeping him still as I thrust, my cock opening him up until I was fully inside. We both groaned.
“Daddy.” He shuddered against me. “Fuck, you feel so good. So fucking wide.”
I slammed my mouth against his, and he grabbed my face, his kisses aggressive as his teeth nipped my lips. He rolled his hips, and we both moaned again when I slid even deeper.
“You’re so tight, boy.” I grasped his thighs and shoved back, staring down at where I was balls deep in his hole. Tantalizing heat spread through my stomach and farther south, settling in my sack at the erotic sight we made.
“Please, Daddy Daire.” Tears pooled in Fionn’s eyes and he scrunched them shut. My passion warred with the empathetic pain I felt for him. I wished he could see himself the way I did. He always acted like he wasn’t good enough, and sure, Sloan pushed him, but Fionn was damned near perfect already.
“I love you, Fionn Killough,” I whispered.
His eyes popped open and he stared up at me.
“I love you so fucking much, and listen to me when I tell you that you areso good. I am proud of you and everything you’ve done, and not just for the Company. You are the best and the only person who can take over after your uncle. I will be at your side the entire time. I won’t ever leave you. You are mine, and I am yours.”
He gasped and grappled at my shoulders. “I love you, too, Daire. Fuck me. Make love to me.”
I smiled and shifted into a better position before I began to hammer into him. The echoes of skin slapping against skin reverberated around the room. The outside world ceased to exist as I lost myself in my boy. There was me and Fionn on this bedand no one else. He was my boy, and I would give him exactly what he needed.
We kissed and fucked, driven by an intense appetite for each other. I couldn’t get enough of him, but simultaneously it was also too much of him—I wanted to explode. He murmured Daddy like a prayer, and despite years of not practicing Catholicism, I felt like a worshiper when it came to him.
I reached between us and grasped his cock, tugging the rigid length in time with my thrusts. He clamped around me, a vise that welcomed me inside, and pleasure seeped through my veins like poison. I could die right now, and I’d be the happiest man who ever existed.
His fingernails dug into my shoulders and he threw his head back with a whine. He was unraveling beneath me. Pride swelled in my chest at my success in making him fall apart. After this, I’d put him back together again.
“Come for me, boy,” I growled. “Show Daddy how much you love his cock.”
Fionn trembled as he arched his back. Sweat gleamed on his forehead and he panted. He thrust up into my fist, riding the waves of his pleasure. Euphoria hit him hard. Then, he stiffened and gasped as he came, his cock jerking under my strokes. Cum splattered across his stomach and chest, some reaching as high as his chin and nose, and if I wasn’t so focused on fucking into his tight hole, I might’ve laughed.
“Oh fuck,” he sobbed.
I continued to pump into him, and the sounds he made had my balls heavy. He shuddered and laughed. It was clear he was overstimulated from his orgasm. I was pounding on his prostate, making it feel all the more pleasurable and painful for him. A suitable punishment for the earlier punch.
“Fuck.” His mouth dropped open and he winced, then moaned as I hammered into his hole at a grueling pace. I wasso close it hurt. “Daddy. Shit. Oh fuck.” He trembled harder, his cock jerking as if trying to rise again. “Come in me, Daddy Daire. Fill me up.”
My orgasm hit me hard, a sensation I hadn’t quite felt before, and my world tilted on its axis. My balls drew tight to my body and my insides melted from the heat. A wave of intense torment washed through me as I came, aching so powerfully that I thought I was going to pass out.
When I pulled out, my cum spilled onto the bed. I collapsed beside him, breathless and feeling every bit of my age.
He sighed and shuffled onto his side, throwing an arm around my waist. “I needed that.”
“I know you did, boy.” As the pleasure wore off, the throbbing in my jaw picked up again and I flinched.
