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Like the eager slut I am, I drop to my knees instantly. The heat in his eyes is evident, and he licks his lips as I position myself between his thick thighs. Once I’m comfortable, I run my nose along his hard shaft, inhaling his scent. A mixture of citrus and musk fills my nose, causing a tiny whimper to escape my lips.

Fuck, he smells good.

Wanting to obey his command but also wanting to tease him, I slowly trail my tongue along his erection, starting from his balls and moving upward at a snail’s pace, taking my time to get to his crown.

“You’re pushing your luck, boy,” he warns, and I can’t stop the smirk spreading across my lips.

“What? I’m following your directions to a T,” I counter, giving him another long, slow lick. “I’m getting you wet. You didn’t say how quickly I had to do that.”

He growls and fists my hair. His grip is firm, and it burns but not in a bad way.

“Do you need me to show you how I like it?” he asks, his voice deep and husky.

“If that’s what you want, Daddy,” I reply with a mischievous grin.

“Open your lips, pretty boy,” he instructs, and I listen eagerly, letting my tongue loll out of my mouth.

With his hand still in my hair, he pushes my head down and thrusts his cock into my mouth. I gag a little when he hits the back of my throat, which makes Ian pause for a moment, then pull out.

“I’m okay,” I assure him. “You can gag me.”

The deep guttural groan that escapes him has my cock begging for me to grab it, but I refrain because I’m certain I’ll be reprimanded if I do.

With my permission, Ian fucks my face with a punishing rhythm, making my jaw sore and dick ache even more. I fucking adore how he’s using me.

I slurp his cock and gag each time he hits the back of my throat, causing a trail of saliva and precum to dribble down my chin. The noises he’s drawing from me are dirty and hot, but the moans of pleasure that are being pulled from him are even sexier.

“That’s enough,” he states, sliding out of my mouth.

His hand moves from my hair to my throat, pulling me into his lap again and smashing his lips to mine the instant I’m close enough. I whimper into his mouth as he devours me. “You’re such a good fucking boy. What would you like for your reward?” he asks.

How the fuck does he manage to stay so in control and form coherent sentences like that? My brain is fucking mush at the moment. I’m struggling to find a response even though I’m desperate for him to fuck me.

“Your cock,” I finally manage to spit out after a few shallow breaths.

“You just had my cock,” he reminds me. “Do you want it back in your mouth?”

“No, Daddy. I want it in my ass, please.”

He snickers. “I figured that would be your response. Go lay down on my bed. It’s the room across from the one you were sleeping in earlier. I’ll join in a minute,” he instructs, and I immediately rush down the hall.

CHAPTER TEN

IAN

The clock ticks loudly on the wall as I take a few centering breaths, ensuring I’m in control of my body before I follow Ben to my bed. When I feel like I’m not about to suddenly blow anymore, I head toward my waiting boy.

A smile spreads across my lips when I find Ben waiting patiently. I lean against the doorframe for a moment to take in how stunning he is.

His cock is tenting his boxers, and I’m filled with pride that he didn’t take them off, waiting for my instructions. He’s such a perfect boy. His eyes are filled with lust as he watches me watching him, but he doesn’t rush me to join him.

“Did you touch yourself while you were waiting?” I check, making my way to the bed with steady footsteps, keeping my eyes on Ben the entire time.

“No, Daddy. My cock is yours,” he assures me.

I almost get lightheaded from the idea of Ben being only mine. But that’s not what this is. He’s mine in the bedroom, and for the few stolen hours we’ll get here and there, he isn’t actually mine. He’s not my partner, he’s just my fuck buddy. That’s what we agreed to, and it’s what is best for both of us, but there is a small inner part of me that wants more.

“You’re such a good boy,” I praise, then open the nightstand drawer to grab the lube and a condom, tossing them on the bed, then sit next to Ben. “Are you ready for Daddy to stretch you?”

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