Page 48 of Viking Ink

“Do I want to know what’s got your cheeks and ears all pink, baby bear?”

God, his voice was so flipping sexy.

I wiggled in his arms, turning around so I was facing him. I kissed his nose and smiled sheepishly. “I was thinking about how you’re going to reward me, and then I thought of some things I’d like to try.”

Daddy brushed his nose against mine, smiling widely. “Oh? And what things are those, baby bear?”

I licked my lips and tried to sound confident. “I want to taste you, Daddy.”

Daddy leaned in, eyes hungry. He kissed me softly, his tongue darting out to brush against my lips. “Is that what you wanted, baby?” There was a playful smirk on his face.

Feeling bolder, I pushed myself against Daddy. I was so much shorter than him that I had to look up. “That’s not what I meant, and you know it.” I put a hand on my hip, trying to look cross.

“Careful with the tone, baby bear,” Daddy warned. That low growl in his voice shouldn’t have been so darn sexy, but it made my insides tingle. “Now tell me, what do you want to taste?” Daddy’s breath ghosted across my skin. I was hot all over, and so turned on.

Swallowing, I looked Daddy straight in the eye. “I want to taste your cock. I want it in my mouth, want to make you feel good like you did for me.”

Daddy’s amber eyes grew dark, as he pulled me closer. “Are you sure, baby?” I could feel the length of his cock against my belly. I was nervous, sure—I’d never done something like this before—but I wanted this, and I knew Daddy would guide me through it.

“May I, Daddy?” I moved my hands from around his waist to toy with the drawstring of his sweatpants.

“You may, baby boy.” Daddy’s hand moved to my head as I slowly lowered myself.

My knees kissed the carpet as my fingers tugged at the soft material of his sweats. He wore tight black boxers underneath, and I admired how they cupped his delicious arse and cock.

“Take my cock out, baby boy.”

I shivered. The firm command in his voice was slightly different to the Daddy tone he used—dominant, with an edge of demand—and it turned me on immensely.

I had wondered, in my search of kink dynamics, if I might be a bit submissive, and it seemed to align with my little side. I moved my hands up to his boxers and withdrew his cock. It was the first cock I’d handled that wasn’t my own. I liked the weight of it in my hands, the slight curve to the left, and the way the skin felt under my hands. I licked my lips, my nerves giving way to eagerness. I wanted to taste Daddy, have him in my mouth, feel him at the back of my throat. It was possible my skin grew redder at the thought, but I didn’t care. Daddy loved my blushes.

“Taste me, baby bear,” Daddy rasped, his hand tightening slightly in my hair. I found I liked the faint prickly pain. I leaned forward, brushing my lips against the crown, my tongue darting out to lick my lips.

“Mm, Daddy, you taste good.” I wasn’t lying. Just the faint trace of him on my tongue was enough to make me want more.

Simon chuckled darkly, swiping a thumb over my lips. “You’ll get to taste more, baby, I promise. We’ll take this slow. If it gets too much, tap your fingers on my hip, okay?”

I nodded, but that wasn’t enough for Daddy. His hand gripped my chin and tipped my face up. “I need words from you, boy.”

Oh, there was that tone again. “Yes, Daddy, I understand. Tap your hip if it gets too much.”

He lightly patted my cheek. “Good boy.”

“Can I suck your cock now?” I asked with unaccustomed bluntness, my cheeks going beet red.

Daddy barked out a laugh then quickly schooled his face. “You may.”

Yay!

Okay, I had no idea what I was doing, but I’d watched enough porn to get the gist.

“Boy, stop looking at it like it’s a calculus assignment. You’re not going to get graded on this.”

I shook my head and smiled. “No, it’s not an assignment, but I want to learn how to please you.” I tipped my head and smirked. “No teeth, lots of tongue.”

Daddy spluttered out a laugh, ruffling my hair. “No teeth is a good start, baby bear.” His voice cut off with a groan as I closed my lips around the head of his cock. Daddy was big, and I worried for a moment if I was going to be able to take much in my mouth, but my mum didn’t raise no quitter, and I was going to damn well try.

With more enthusiasm than finesse, I choked the first time I felt Daddy’s cock brush the back of my throat. I pulled back and smiled apologetically. “Sorry Daddy, I got a bit greedy.” I nosed against his cock, my tongue darting out to taste along the smooth skin.

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