Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71286 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71286 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
“Are you sure it’s possible to fit all of you inside me?”
“I’m positive.” I reached for the lube. “Here. Let me help you.” I teased the stretched edge of his hole with a slick finger. The sound he made had me nearly at the edge again. Next time I might need a cock ring for this. Riley was too much for my control. The way he alternated between coquettish and uncertain was making me insane.
Riley rose off me, and I added more slick to the rest of my length. “You’re almost there, baby, just a little more.”
He sank down again, and that time he took the last of me. He held himself there, panting, head hung as his fingers dug into my shoulders. “You’re so… so deep inside me.”
“I sure am, baby. Is that what you need?”
“Yes, Daddy. It’s so good.”
“Ride me. Bring us both off.” When he met my gaze, his pupils were blown, his eyes dark. I took hold of his hips, squeezing hard. I fought the urge to lift him and drive back into him.
“I feel it.” Riley wriggled his hips, and I sucked in my breath. “I feel how close you are to losing it.”
“Don’t tease me, boy.”
“What if I want you to lose it, to go at me as hard as I know you can?”
Could he be any fucking hotter? “Not this time. Not until you’re used to me.”
Riley gave me a sly smile. “I guess I’ll just have to go really slow then, since I’m so fragile.” His voice was low and sultry, and he actually fluttered his goddamn eyelashes at me.
“Boy, you’re working on another spanking.”
He rose off me so slowly it was like he was hardly moving, then he sank back down not going much faster. I wasn’t going to be able to take much of that.
“This feels too good to be real. You need to fuck me hard to prove I’m not dreaming.”
“Brat.” I slapped his ass, and he yelped. In retaliation he rose up again and hovered there with only the tip of my cock inside him. “Please, Daddy, fuck me like you want to.”
I should have been annoyed by the way he was baiting me, but I was too thrilled to see him so confident. I lifted my hips and drove up into him, hard enough to make him moan as our bodies collided.
“More,” he begged.
I gave it to him hard and fast, until he took over, riding me wildly, hands slipping on my sweaty shoulders. “Yes, boy. God, yes, just like that.”
“I need to come. Please, Daddy, let me come.”
I wrapped a hand around his cock. “I want to watch you just like I did the other night. But I can touch you now. It’s my hand bringing you off right now. My cock stuffing your ass.”
“Yes! Please. It’s so good.” I held his hip with one hand as I worked his cock and drove into him. His head dropped back. “Blake! Yes. Yes!”
Cum shot from his cock, splashing my chest and slicking my hand so I could work him even faster. He spurted again and again. When he was finally done, he collapsed against me, lips pressed to my neck. He whimpered as I gripped his hips tightly and slammed into him with one last stroke before I let go and pumped out my release. Utterly drained, I collapsed back against the cushions, wrapped my arms around Riley, and held him to my chest.
“Just in case it’s not incredibly obvious,” I said, “there’s no way you could’ve pleased me any more.”
“Thank you.” He sounded so small. I kissed the top of his head and squeezed him more tightly against me. “You’re exactly what I want, Riley.”
It was crazy to feel so much so fast—though I’d apparently been part of his fantasies for years—but I knew this was way more than lust, more than a simple desire to protect someone who wasn’t being valued. I wanted Riley to truly be mine. It was going to be hell when he had to leave because—crazy or not—I was already sure he was going to take my heart with him.
We almost fell asleep on the couch, but I eventually carried Riley to the shower, bathed him, rubbed some soothing lotion on his ass and reluctantly sent him back to the main house. I wanted to sleep curled around him, and he clearly wanted that too, but it was too risky. He’d already slept at my house the night before. The chance that we could hide from Maryellen was already slim. If he didn’t turn up for breakfast two days in a row, she’d be knocking on my door.
I considered just telling her so we wouldn’t have to worry. She wouldn’t approve, but she would also never tell Lawson, but I didn’t want to put her in a position of having to lie for us. There was part of me that was still second-guessing my decision, but after the way Riley had responded to me, there was no way I could go back to keeping him at arm’s length. I just had to make sure we didn’t give ourselves away and figure out how to focus on teaching him what he needed to know, rather than contemplating all the things I wanted to do to him. I wouldn’t let our relationship hold him back. He deserved a chance to do what he wanted, even if his future wouldn’t include me.