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He thrust his hips again.

"That's it, Daddy. Rub that beautiful cock on me."

"Such a dirty mouth."

I smiled. He had that right. "Imagine you're fucking my pretty hole."

"Jeezus." Daniel released my wrists and repositioned himself, so he was looking down at me, his arms under mine, supporting my shoulders, his fingers playing with the hair on my nape.

He descended on me with a kiss fueled by the game we were playing. I wrapped my legs around his waist, encouraging him to continue. He rocked his hips, caressing my cock with his.

I could feel the frustration and desperation building in him.

His entire body became tense.

Daniel angled to one side, abandoning my mouth, and snagged the band of my underwear and wrangled them off me. With them gone, he placed his palm around my bare cock and stroked it.

He grinned at me. "Better."

"So much better." I winked at him. "I want to feel your cock on mine."

He kissed the tender spot beneath my ear, then peppered a row along my jawline. He wrapped his arms around me and held me against him, his weight pinning me.

Daniel retreated and surged his hips toward me, guiding his cock past mine, panting, until he settled into a steady rhythm. Whimpering, I met each one of his thrusts. I would have suggested lube if I wasn't completely distracted by a fury of intense desire to cum for him. I clung to him and buried my face against his shoulder. I set my teeth to his flesh, making Daniel groan.

"So good," I whined and dug my fingernails into him.

His hips stopped moving.

"Fuck, Ethan …." Daniel jerked and flooded the space between us, shuddering in my arms, eliminating any friction. I spilled moments later, both of us merging into a quivering mass.

We stayed like that until our breathing calmed.

Daniel rolled off me but kept me close to him. He tucked me against his side, my head on his shoulder, damp with perspiration. I soaked in the scent of him. Manly and freshly sated.

I wasn't sure if I should wait for him to speak or open some dialogue myself.

"The panties surprised me," he said before I spoke.

I chuckled and kissed his shoulder. "You seemed to like them."

"I do. I definitely do."

"Good because I wear them all the time."

"Every time I've been with you … you had those under your clothes?"

"Every time."

"God, that's hot."

I traced my finger through the hair on his chest. "What about the Daddy part?"

"Didn't know I'd like it so much." Daniel tipped his head and kissed mine. "Not all the time, though. Just sometimes." He went rigid beneath me. "We are going to have sex again, right?"

I drew circles on his soft stomach. His skin was sticky with our combined cum. "Daniel, I want to be here with you, making each other feel good all weekend. We can play or not play with scenes. It's up to you." It was the truth. I liked to play games, but I didn't need to.

"I like it when you're a good boy."

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