Page 25 of Her Devious Daddies

I reached my hand in between his legs, stroking his cock. “So, you are. Do you want Daddy to suck you off now or would you like me to find another way to make you come?”

August whimpered, pleading incoherently. I should have sought clarification. Instead, I traced patterns on his abs, along his stomach and hips, my fingers teasing him as I moved along his body. I reached his crotch and glanced up at him. August had a deer-in-headlights stare on his handsome face, his bottom lip working in and out between his teeth. Wrapping my hand around his hardness, I slid him into my mouth. August grunted as I licked around the sensitive tip of his cock. Taking my time, I savored the taste of him. There were few things I enjoyed more than giving oral pleasure to my submissives. Something about the act, combined with the knowledge that I wouldn’t stop until they were writhing, bucking and perhaps screaming while my tongue worked, brought me immense joy. I wouldn’t expect less from August. He tugged at the restraints, the headboard groaning from the action. I glanced up the long line of his body and cocked an eyebrow.

“I want to touch you, Logan,” he breathed out.

I moved my right hand lower and slapped his upper thigh hard enough for him to yelp.

August jerked against the binds. “Untie me.”

He had so much to learn. I slapped his other thigh.

“Sir!” August thrashed.

I continued pleasuring him with my mouth, and gently tapped on the base of the plug buried deep inside his most private hole. August let out a long string of curses. I slowly released his cock from my mouth and returned to straddling his hips.

“Stay still, August, unless you want your feet restrained as well.”

He stopped fighting, his chest rising and falling as he stared up into my face. His eyes flashed with something close to anger, but he didn’t say anything. No, not anger. Desire. Interesting. I’d learned a lot about him in a short amount of time, things he’d never say out loud. I gave him a chance to respond. When he licked his lips and said nothing, I took it as my cue to continue.

“Let’s see what quiets your brat faster this morning, hm? Me sucking your dick, or you sucking on Daddy’s.”

August glanced up at the ceiling, whether he was gathering patience or thwarting the urge to tell me off was unknown. It didn’t matter because when he focused on me, I could see raw vulnerability in those gorgeous blue eyes of his. “I am restrained, Sir. I can’t possibly do what you’re asking in this position.”

“First off, I’m not asking. Secondly, I’m creative. We’ll make it work.”

He shook his head as if questioning the possibility but did not say another word. Luckily, I had a lot of upper body strength and could straddle his head without putting myself into a crazy position. August had no choice but to accept me between his lips. He worked his lips and tongue as I gently but firmly stroked my cock. I loved the way his eyes fluttered shut as he sucked, occasionally moaning as if I was the best thing he’d ever tasted. I glanced at his furrowed brow as he focused on pleasuring me. He hummed and I almost hit my peak.

“Stop, babyboy. I’m close and I want to finish in your ass.”

August opened his mouth and I slowly pulled out. “I don’t know about–”

“I’ll go slow,” I interrupted, hopefully alleviating whatever was holding him back. “You took the plug without protest and it’s as thick as I am.”

“Yes, Sir, I get that. However, you’re forgetting one major part. The plug is only a few inches long.”

I kissed him roughly, demanding, not allowing him to protest. “Relax. If you don’t like it or you want me to stop, then you can just tell me. Unless there is something else causing you to hesitate?”

“I’ve thought about this moment my entire life. I don’t want to be restrained the first time.”

“Is this a clever trick to get me to untie you?” I teased.

“If I could go back and tell myself a few years ago that you would be here in this moment with me then I wouldn’t have hid away from the world for so long.”

Fuck. I expressed my emotions freely, it was not an area I lacked in, but his whispered confession left me with a lump in my throat. I kissed his forehead, rubbing his earlobe as I gathered strength to respond. Pulling back, I slowly undid the knots in the silk ties, rotating his wrists allowing the circulation to return. I did the same with the other side, focusing on the action rather than the perfect words. Finally, I looped my arm around his shoulder, keeping his body against mine.

“If I knew you were hiding yourself away from the world, August, I would have encouraged you to show your beautiful self a long time ago.”

He sniffled and I tilted his chin to look at me. Tears slipped down his cheeks and I knew from this moment on, I would do anything to protect him. I’d never allow anyone to make him feel less than amazing, and I intended to help him build his self-worth. I wiped his tears away with the pads of my thumbs.

“You make me feel things I never thought I could feel, Logan. I want to fucking worship you on my knees and tell you how incredibly grateful I am for you. I know it sounds impossible, but I’m falling for you.”

“We already had a connection; it just took you longer to admit it.” I climbed across his body, straddling him. “Do you want to be on your back or on all fours?”

He shook his head and wiped away the last of his tears. “You are wording things without giving me any wiggle room to answer negatively.”

“It’s like I’ve been paying attention or something,” I said sarcastically. “Pick one.”

“On my back, so I can see you. Please, Logan?”

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