I flick my eyes up at him, wanting to see his expression while he’s fucking my mouth. His head is thrown back, his chest heaving. Fuck, he’s magnificent.
“Fuck yes,” he groans, holding my head tighter as he snaps his hips faster. “Your fucking mouth. You’re going to make me come, boy. Keep sucking me like that.” I redouble my efforts, swirling my tongue around his head and dragging it up the underside every time he pushes into my mouth.
His groans and grunts turn me on, my dick twitching and leaking precome against my stomach. Pleasure pools low in my belly, every push of his cock into my mouth making me want to come out of my skin. His warm weight on my tongue has my eyes rolling in the back of my head, though I try to keep my eyes on him.
“Look at me, sweet boy.”
As soon as I meet his dark gaze, my cock erupts, shooting my seed up my belly. The hot liquid rolls down my stomach, but I barely acknowledge it as I have one of the best, hands free orgasms of my life.
Rocco keeps fucking my face while my release rolls through me, using my body like the cock sleeve he said he would.
“Such a responsive boy,” he croons as he thrusts into my mouth with more speed and urgency. “Coming because you’re sucking daddy’s cock. So fucking hot, baby boy.” He tips my head up higher until I’m looking at him again. I can barely focus as I meet his eyes. “Look at you. Fucked out and I haven’t even given you my dick yet.” He pauses with a groan, fisting my hair to the point of pain. “I’m gonna paint this pretty face, then feed you my come. I want you to drink it all.”
No sooner than I nod, he snatches his dick from between my lips and jerks himself off. With a loud groan and a muttered curse, his warm release lands on my face, some landing in my open mouth. I swallow quickly, then lick my lips to clean up the release that landed there.
I open eyes I didn’t know were closed and look up at him, watching how his sex-laced eyes bounce over every inch of myface. With firm fingers, he scoops up some of his come and pushes it into my mouth. I happily suck on his fingers, lapping at them to get it all. Over and over, he pushes his seed into my mouth and I swallow it down gratefully.
When I’ve swallowed it all, Rocco climbs off my chest and slams his mouth down on mine. My cock chubs up, then fully hardens as he delves into my mouth. This kiss is slower, softer, but no less arousing because of it. If anything, it takes me higher than his first kiss did.
Breaking the kiss, Rocco looks down at my body and smiles when he sees the mess that I am. With the flat of his hand, he rubs my come into my skin as he hums. “I’m going to mark you like this before the night is over.” His eyes flick up to mine, glowing with intensity. “You’ll belong to me.”
“Yes, daddy,” I whisper, pulling against my binds.
“Not yet, baby boy. Let daddy play with you a little more, then I’ll let you touch me.”
Rocco drifts down my body, kissing and licking where he rubbed my spunk into my skin. I moan as I watch him, trying to keep my eyes from rolling back into my head again.
When he gets to my dick, I think he’s going to suck me off again and my cock is fully on board with that. Instead, he lifts my hips until he’s face to face with my hole. He teases the plug that’s inside me, making me jump and moan.
With a deft hand, he tugs it free and I groan in frustration, not liking how empty I feel now.
“Sssh,” Rocco says, kissing the inside of my thighs. “I know you want this slutty hole filled. Soon. I promise.”
Then, meeting my eyes, he closes his mouth around my pucker.
CHAPTER 6
ROCCO
Even with theadded taste of lube, Sage tastes just as good as I imagined. He tastes of come, sweat and his natural flavor and it’s fucking heady. I swallow greedily, getting his taste down my throat, committing it to memory. Yeah, this boy isn’t going anywhere.
Everything about tonight is miles better than anything I’ve ever experienced. Sage’s innocent eyes, his sinful mouth and his responsive body are a dream come true. The perfect boy.
Groaning, I lick and suck at him, pulling moan after moan from his sweet lips. The rattling of the cuffs makes me smile. I love that he wants to touch me. I planned to fuck him while he’s bound, but I’ve decided I want to feel his hands on me while I dick him down.
“Daddy, please,” Sage moans on a ragged breath, letting his legs flop to the side so I can lick him everywhere. “I need … need … you…”
God, I need in him too. But I want to drive him harder before I slide into his spit-soaked hole.
Spearing my tongue, I thrust it into him, fucking him with it. The cuffs rattle loudly and Sage’s legs tense as he moans high and loud. I fuck my tongue into him mercilessly. Sage chantsmy name anddaddyover and over. I grip his flesh, holding him close while I get my fill of his ass.
“Gonna come. Holy fuck, how? How am I so close again?” Sage questions in an almost incredulous voice.
Chuckling, I pull my tongue from his ass and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. “Need a breather, baby boy?”
“Just a few seconds.”
While he collects himself, I reach into the nightstand drawer and get the key to the handcuffs. I set him free and, despite how blissed out and boneless he seemed only a moment ago, Sage leaps at me, straddling my waist as he crushes our mouths together. I chuckle at his exuberance, then groan at the feel of his tongue gliding against mine. I’ve never been kissed like this. It’s like Sage was made just for me. The perfect boy to make me happy while I do the same for him.