Page 176 of Ride With Me

"Can Daddy join you?" he asks as his hands continue exploring.

"Of course." Sitting forward, I make room for him, lying back against his chest once he’s fully seated behind me. My eyes drift closed as his hands drip water all over my body. He silently washes my body as I lie on him, enjoying the feel of his rough hands on me.

He rubs my trimmed pubic hair, playing with it before he grabs hold of my cock. I've been hard since the second he touched me before he even stepped into the tub. Fuck, I’ve been hard since before I fell asleep when he edged me and didn’t let me come. He strokes me lightly, his mouth skimming up the side of the neck. "I really like having my hands on you too, Princess. Especially this part right here. It seems as though it wants all my attention."

"It does," I moan, arching into his fist. "I want all of your attention. Please give me more."

"Such good manners, Princess. I love how you always say please."

He continues placing gentle kisses on my shoulders at the same time he jerks me off. There's a flood of sensations overtaking my body and I lie back and enjoy them all. The tingling of my spine, the trembling when his fingers grace along my side. I’m ravenous for him. I close my eyes, a moan leaving my lips softly.

"I love cleaning you up almost as much as I love getting you dirty. Fuck, seeing you spread out on top of me makes me want to do filthy things to you again."

"Do it, Daddy. Please. Dirty me up," I beg, rubbing my ass on his cock, wishing he would slide inside me easily.

"God, yes. Be a good boy. Stand up and grab the towel off the ledge."

I do what he says, grabbing the thick black towel he has hanging on the hook. I step out of the tub and dry myself off before waiting to see what he says next. Daddy stays in the water, his hand finding the bottle of body wash. He squirts some onto his stomach and starts to rub it all over his chest. His eyes stay locked on me as his hand glides from his nipples down to his thick, hard cock. He strokes his dick, back arching out of the water.

"Daddy can see how much you want him. How desperate you are to have me fill you up. Aren't you Princess? You want Daddy to take you back to his bed and fuck you into his mattress?"

My head bobs wildly while I twist the towel in my fists. Gods, he's gorgeous. His salt-and-pepper hair is slicked back and wet, his toned body hidden under the bubbles of soap in the water. My breathing quickens at the view laid out in front of me. Daddy is giving me a show and all I want to do is anything but just standing here.

"Yes, Daddy. I want that so much."

I whimper loudly when he stands up slowly, water rushing down his chest and back into the tub. My fingers itch to come out and trail over every magnificent ab in front of me.

"Can you dry Daddy off?" His deep voice is gruff, and a tremble makes its way through my body at his question. I love that he's asking; it makes me feel as though I have some power when it comes to him.

"Yes," I breathe, waiting for him to step out.

He stands tall in front of me and I use the same towel I used for myself. I take my time drying him off, making sure there's not a drop of water anywhere. Dropping to my knees, I dry in between his legs, going slow when I reach his cock. His dick is bobbing in front of me, and all I would have to do is lean forward and open my mouth. He must see the lust in my eyes because he snickers, his fingers coming out to brush against my cheek.

"Does Princess want to suck me?"

"So much," I pant, my eyes fixated on his cock in front of me.

"Go ahead then. Suck my dick."

“Yes, Daddy.”

CHAPTER 8

GIDEON

Liam looksup at me with his big blue eyes before opening his mouth wide. Just when I think I'm going to shove my cock down his throat, Liam sticks out his tongue and licks at the head. A moan escapes my lips and my hands grab hold of his damp curls. He hollows his cheeks and sucks me to the back of his mouth, my head dropping back with a long sigh. Fuck, his mouth is amazing. The warm heat of his tongue sliding up and down my shaft is unlike anything I've ever felt before. My knees buckle and my arm flies out to the wall, trying to balance myself.

I've never been brought to my knees before, but if someone could do it, it would be Liam.

Dropping my head forward, I lock eyes with him, heat flaring inside me as I watch his plump lips stretch wide around my cock. He's bobbing up and down while one hand comes up and starts playing with my balls. I sift my hand through his curls, enjoying the moment. I give him a few minutes of going at his own pace before I take control.

I start thrusting into his mouth, and tears form in his eyes, but I don't stop. I shove my cock down farther, my eyes rolling into the back of my head when Liam whimpers. Fuck, he loves this so much. He loves me taking control. As much as he wasmoaning when he was working me over, it's nothing like the sinful sounds leaving him right now.

"You're such a good fucking boy for me, Princess. The way you take Daddy's cock so well. How you let me use your hole for my pleasure. Fuck, I want to mark you as mine."

"Do it," he whines, his hand grabbing hold of his cock and stroking. "Mark me as yours."

"Yessss," I rasp, thrusting harder into his mouth. I'm so damn close to coming, but I want to claim him. Pulling out of his mouth, I replace his warm heat with my rough hand. I stroke myself while I continue to stare at Liam. He's so fucking gorgeous, waiting patiently on his knees for me. I tighten my hand and the pressure sets me off. Liam leans his face a little closer and I shoot cum all over his face. It hits his lips and nose, and I snicker when some lands on his eye. He licks his lips, trying to lap up some of the cum on his face and I reach down to rub it into his cheek.

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