Page 69 of Something Unforgettable

“Daddy, Daddy, please. I need you.”

“What do you need, sweet boy?” Xavier asked, his voice lower and rougher than Finn had ever heard it.

“I need your cock, Daddy. I need you to fill me up.” Finn arched his back, trying to direct Xavier’s attention where he wanted it and got a curse in return.

“Okay, little one, I just need to get the lube and a condom.”

Finn shook his head against the sheets. “Just the lube. I want to feel you. Just you.”

Xavier’s hand slid into Finn’s hair and tugged his head up, then his other arm went around Finn’s chest and he was pulled upright, opened-mouthed and panting. Xavier was flush against his back and his cock felt huge pressed between Finn’s cheeks and against his lower back.

“I got tested when my last relationship ended, and I haven’t been with anyone since.”

Finn was glad Xavier kept that vague; he didn’t want whatshisname to ruin the mood. “No one’s ever touched me but you,” he said. In response, Xavier’s hand left his hair and formed a careful collar around his throat as the other slid down to wrap around Finn’s cock. Finn relaxed and let his head fall to rest on Xavier’s shoulder. “I’m yours, Daddy,” he murmured. “Just yours.”

He turned his head so Xavier could catch his lips in a kiss that went on and on. Then Finn started to squirm, which made Xavier’s cock slide against his crease.

“You feel so big, Daddy. So hard.” He wiggled again and got a smack to his flank that made him moan.

“Keep it up, sweet boy, and Daddy isn’t going to be able to control himself. I’m going to stuff you so full you’ll be feeling me for days.”

Finn was nodding before Xavier finished talking. “Yes. Please. I want that. I need you.”

Xavier turned Finn’s head and kissed him again before lowering him back to the bed. He stepped past to retrieve the lube from the bedside drawer, then he was back and spreading Finn’s cheeks to drizzle cold gel over his opening. Finn sucked in a breath, his lower body clenching in surprise. His heart started to race. This was happening. Xavier was going to fuck him. He fisted the sheets as Xavier’s warm finger traced a circle around his rim.

“I’m going to open you up, just like this. I think you need three fingers to make sure you’re nice and loose for me, but I might add a fourth if I think it’s necessary.” Xavier stroked his free hand up and down Finn’s thigh as he spoke, soothing him. “Then I’m going to have you sit on my lap so you can control the pace. Once I’m all the way inside you, I’m going to lay you down on your back and make you feel so good you won’t be able to think of anything but my name.”

Finn nodded. Yes. That was perfect. He wanted that. All of his remaining anxiety vanished. Xavier’s slick fingers sank inside him, first one, then two. He was careful, but he didn’t pause or hesitate to add a third when Finn nodded that he was ready. God, it felt incredible. So different from his own fingers or toys. The slight roughness of Xavier’s skin against his nerve endings made Finn’s body sing. He even liked the sting and stretch when Xavier added the third finger. It hurt a little, but it also made his cock leak and jerk against his belly. He found himself rocking back, trying to get Xavier’s fingers deeper so he could feel more of it.

When Xavier twisted his hand and grazed Finn’s prostate, he moaned, long and drawn out. God. More.

Xavier chuckled and it sounded breathless. “That’s four fingers, little one. You’re incredible. So good for Daddy.”

That was four? He hadn’t noticed, not when his body was drowning out any thought other than, “More, Daddy.”

He whined when Xavier took his fingers away, leaving Finn aching and empty. He didn’t have time for disappointment, though, before Xavier stretched out on the bed beside him and lifted Finn into place, straddling his hips. Fuck, he was so strong. He could move Finn like a doll—put him wherever he wanted.

“That’s so hot, Daddy,” Finn told him, breathless.

Xavier’s laugh was strained. “What is?”

“You can just pick me up like I weigh nothing. I love that.”

Xavier’s laugh was stronger this time. “I’m glad,” he said, then shifted so his cock bumped Finn’s hole.

Finn froze, looking at Xavier with big eyes. “What do I do now?”

Xavier grabbed Finn’s hip to steady him, then his other hand went between Finn’s legs and adjusted the angle of his cock. “Just relax. Go slow and stop if you need to.”

Finn licked his lips, braced his good hand on Xavier’s chest, and started to lower himself. The pressure was intense at first and he didn’t think it was going to fit, and then—all at once—it did, slipping into Finn’s body with a pop. He yelped, more from surprise than pain, and Xavier’s hand went to his other hip, stopping him from dropping down farther.

“Keep breathing, little one. My beautiful boy.”

Finn did as he was told, sucking in rapid breaths as the ache faded and the pleasure started to drift back.

“There you go. You’re doing so good. Fuck, you’re so tight around me.” Finn watched in awe as Xavier closed his eyes and took a slow breath, then another. Finn was the one doing that to him. Finn was the one making Xavier fight for control.

“I’m okay now, Daddy,” he murmured. “You can let go.”

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