Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 87921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
He curses and groans before sucking on my chin, staying there briefly before licking his way down to my neck. I feel his teeth lightly bite against my flesh as he groans like he’s benching a couple of hundred pounds of weight.
“I need it, Daddy,” I tell him.
His movements, sharp, furious, intense, let me know that he’s coming too.
“Fuck,” drags from his lips as his cock hits my prostate, making my body shift about as I revel in the sensations that still overtake me.
We pant together, his sweat dripping onto me, his hot breath against my face as we come down from the experience—proof that Daddy Jackson lives up to his good name.
21
Jackson
Earlier, I’d realized there are parts of Derek that are insecure when it comes to fucking me. As I lie here with him, sweat making our bodies stick together, our rapid breathing filling the room, I realize there are parts of me that are the same.
I’d needed to prove myself to him as I took him—show it really doesn’t matter that I’ve only fucked one person other than him.
I may be experiencing a man for the first time, but I know what I’m doing and there are a million ways I can and will bring him pleasure. The other tops he’s had don’t have anything on me.
Jesus…aren’t we a fucking match?
“What are you chuckling at?” Derek asks. I hadn’t even realized I’d done it.
“Nothing. Just trying to figure out if I can move. My dick is going soft, and there’s come leaking all over the bed.”
“Oh. You really don’t have to drive me home, Jackson. I’m a big boy. I can take an Uber.”
“Huh?” My brows pull together. Derek tries to stand but I grab his arm and pull him back to the bed. I pull the condom off, dripping come everywhere but not caring as I toss it into the trash.
“You offered to take me home earlier and now you’re too tired to move, old man.” He winks at me, trying to be playful, but I see the distance in his eyes.
“I wasn’t saying that because I planned to send you home. I was saying that because I’ve never come so hard in my fucking life. Us old guys take a little longer to recuperate than you.” I pull him on top of me. Derek comes easily, giving me his weight. As I wrap my arms around his waist, I tell him, “And you’re not going anywhere. I’ll tie you to the bed if I have to. You’re staying here.”
“Oh. Well, okay. But not because you told me to but because I’m tired and lazy and hoping we’ll get to fuck around again. I haven’t gotten to blow you properly.” He looks down, rubbing his face against my wiry chest hair. “This feels good, Daddy.”
“You feel good,” I tell him, letting my hands roam down his slender body and to his ass. I tease the crease with my finger. He moans in response and rubs even harder against me. “I want to play with you. Don’t want to stop touching you, now that I’ve had you, but I don’t want to hurt you.”
“It feels good. I like the fact that I’ll feel you for days.”
Yeah…I like it too. “Maybe later I’ll kiss it, make it better, but for now…” I turn and sit up, making it so Derek is sitting on my lap. When I stand, holding his ass, he moans again.
“No problems moving, I see.”
“What can I say? Sometimes I feel like I can live off your energy, Hurricane Derek.”
Derek gasps, and I’m afraid that came out wrong, but he doesn’t pull away. Just leans in and kisses me. I let him take the lead on it, pushing his tongue into my mouth as he wraps his legs more tightly around my waist. He rubs his dick against my stomach as he makes all these sexy little noises into my mouth.
My dick has already taken notice, starting to plump up again when I didn’t think it would be possible. “None of that right now,” I say when he pulls his mouth from mine. “Daddy’s gonna take care of his boy.”
I take him to the bathroom and set him on his feet. I have a Jacuzzi tub but it’s still going to be a tight fit, which honestly is what I want. I start us a bath and then look at him. He’s frowning, but I think it’s because he didn’t expect this. Even after the other night, he thinks I would just fuck him and send him on his way?
When the water is done, I pull him over, and we climb in. He sits between my legs, his back against my chest. I rub my thumbs over his nipples, stroke his cock, tease the head and explore his balls.