Page 61 of Surrender

And yes, I bite down, and Fox lets out an intoxicating long whine in response.

“Please, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,” Fox begs incoherently. “I need… I need…”

“What do you need?” I ask, licking up his perineum, digging my nails in harder into his erect cock. “Tell me all about it while I torment you and make you cry for me.”

“I need you,” Fox cries out. “More, please. I want to feel you. Your cock—I really love your cock, Daddy. It’s so big and thick and perfect. And your hands, how you hurt me, it’s so good—”

I almost tell him good boy, but I don’t want to ruin this moment for him. Still, it’s on the tip of my tongue, and I think it so hard I might as well say it. But I want more from him.

I haven’t forgotten my promise to choke him with my cock, and I move across the bed until the tip of my cock is dangling just above his mouth. “Take my cock into your mouth,” I order him. “As deep as it’ll go. Now.”

Fox eagerly opens his mouth, and this angle means he has absolutely no control at all. I thrust my cock in, and he can’t do anything but exactly what I demand. He sucks and licks, and when my cock reaches the back of his throat, I can feel it convulse around me.

“Take it,” I tell him. “Just fucking take it.” I move so I can grab his cock and feed it into my mouth, accepting it little by little. Unlike him, I have a choice on how much I lick and suck at a time. I do wish I could see his face, to watch it redden, to see if he’s close to needing to take a breath, but at the same time…

I love that I can be this careless with him, this free.

“Tap me when you need to breathe,” I say, pulling off him with a loud pop. “I’m not going to pull back until you’re damn near passing out. Hum around me if you understand that I’ll be pissed at you if you don’t warn me, or I won’t spank you afterwards.”

Fox hums, and I feel that sound vibrate through my cock. I damn near come from that alone, as if I was still a fucking teenager.

I thrust into his mouth, into his throat, letting myself go. He’s going to be hoarse from this, and I know I’ll get a thrill every time he talks knowing that I did that to him. I want him to be unable to sit, unable to talk.

I want him to be mine in every way.

Fox’s hips thrust up, like he’s trying to get deeper into my mouth, and I growl and pin him down again. I lift off of him enough to give him a tiny bit of air—and I chuckle when I feel Fox chasing my cock and sucking harder on it.

I’m so close to coming that I can feel my balls tighten, the pressure building at the base of my spine until I’m not sure how long I can hold it back. I keep sucking on him, though, scraping my teeth hard against him.

I should have known that it would be pain that does it for him. Fox cries out—which I can feel all the way through my balls—and comes in my mouth, no further warning than that.

I swallow it down, every single bit, and shove my cock even deeper down his throat. I don’t know if he can handle holding me as long as he does, but when I pull back, he’s just breathing hard.

“I’m not finished with you yet,” I say when he’s finally done, when I finally stop laving his cock with my tongue. “Let’s see if I can get you off twice.” I climb off of him, staring down at him and his swollen lips. God, he looks good like this.

He licks those blow-job lips and smirks at me. “Do you have the energy for that, Daddy?”

I slap his softening cock, hard, and he yelps. “I always have the energy to fuck you, boy. Though I’m not sure you deserve it. Coming without permission.” I cluck my tongue. “Not getting Daddy off first.”

“But Daddy, you just have such good stamina! It wasn’t my fault!” Fox giggles as he says it, and that sound goes straight to my fucking heart.

I smile before I can catch myself, and I kiss that mouth that just brought me so much pleasure, that mouth that is now curved into a smile. “Now it’s my turn,” I tell him. I’m so hard it hurts, leaking onto the blanket beneath me, and I don’t even care about preparing him. “You want me? Or should I just fuck my own hand and come all over those beautiful lips?”

“No! Fuck me, Daddy, please. I want to feel you inside me.” He wraps his arms around my back and tries to pull me closer. “Please, Daddy.”

“You think you’ve earned that?” I ask, resisting as I smirk down at him. I want, so badly, to ask him if he’s my good boy, but it would ruin the moment. As much as I love his tears, he’s too fragile right now—whether he wants to believe that or not. “My cock sinking into your tight little ass, fucking you until you’re nice and hard again? Then maybe letting you come, maybe not?”

“Oh god please.” Fox rolls his hips, bringing his soft cock up against my thigh. “I don’t even care if I come again. Just want to know you feel good, Daddy.”

I chuckle, finally letting him pull me nearer. I poise the head of my cock against his tight little hole, groaning. It’s going to feel amazing, just like it always does, and I can’t wait to sink inside of him. “Like this?” I tease him. “You want this?”

Fox nods eagerly. His face is still flushed red, and he has a sheen of sweat on him, and I don’t think he’s ever been more beautiful than this. I lean down to capture his lips again, nipping at the bottom lip and drinking in all of Fox’s moans.

“Daddy… don’t tease me like this…” Fox complains, shifting his hips and trying to force me in.

“But I enjoy teasing you,” I tell him. Tell me you’re a good boy for Daddy, I almost say, the words threatening to spill past my lips. One day. One day, he’ll tell me he’s my good boy. One day, he’ll say the words unflinching. But today… I start to shove inside of him, making his body bow up as I force my way in. I slap his cock, just to see him react, groaning as I feel his ass around me.

Fox relaxes enough that I can slide inside him all the way, but once I’m fully seated, he starts tensing his ass like he’s trying to milk me dry. Fuck. I pinch one of his nipples, which makes him shudder and cling even tighter to me.

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