Page 68 of Something Unforgettable

Finn leaned in and kissed him. He couldn’t help it.

“Yes, Daddy,” he agreed. It would be difficult, since he hadn’t even realized what a habit it had become, but he could see Xavier’s point. And it was worth trying. “What happens if I forget? Will there be a…um, punishment?” He pulled his lower lip between his teeth, remembering the time Xavier had smacked his butt.

“God, you’re adorable,” Xavier said with a chuckle. “There will. If I catch you talking down to yourself, you’re going to stand in front of a mirror and say nice things about yourself until I think you’ve gotten the message.”

Finn widened his eyes. That sounded kind of good and kind of awful. He wasn’t sure he could come up with that many good things.

“Do I have to do it right now?”

Xavier pulled him into another hug. “Not this time. Rules aren’t enforceable when they haven’t been talked about and consented to first. But I’d like it if you said something nice about yourself anyway—because I think it’s good for you. Not because it’s a rule.”

Finn could do that. One nice thing. He looked to the side, searching for something that Xavier would accept.

“I’m a good friend,” he decided.

Xavier tilted his chin up and kissed him. It felt like a reward.

“You’re an excellent friend. Remy wants to know when I’m bringing you back to LA. I think he wants to adopt you.”

Finn grinned. “He can’t adopt me, Daddy. I’m yours.”

Xavier’s eyes darkened and his hands slid to Finn’s ass, dragging him close so he could feel Xavier’s cock start to harden.

“You are. My sweet boy. And you know I’m yours, too, right?”

Xavier’s simple statement sent Finn’s blood racing. This was real, wasn’t it? He slid his hand down Xavier’s chest, cupping his cock through his pants.

“Yeah. I know that now.” Because Xavier had been nothing but clear. This was real. He loved Finn and wanted him. Xavier was willing to change his whole life for him.

Finn needed to be closer, as close as it was possible to get. He needed to feel Xavier around him, pressing him down, filling him.

He licked his lips and squeezed Xavier’s cock, drawing a groan. “Will you f-fuck me, Daddy?” he asked, then wrinkled his nose at his stumble over the word. “I need you inside me.”

Xavier’s strong arms wrapped around Finn as he stood and turned, laying him down on the bed. Finn tugged him closer, letting out a relieved breath when Xavier climbed on top of him, his hips spreading Finn’s thighs wide as he settled, his weight pressing Finn into the mattress.

Xavier’s eyes were darker than ever, filled with heat and possessiveness that Finn thought he could come to crave.

“There’s nothing I would love more than to be inside you, little one, but we don’t need to do that right now. You’ve had a stressful day. I’d be happy just sucking you off, or even curling up under the covers and holding you.”

Finn huffed, frustrated. “I know you’re looking out for me, Xavi, but you’re not listening.” He hooked one leg over Xavier’s hip and ground his aching cock against him. “I need you to fill me up. Stretch my little hole on Daddy’s big cock, like you promised.”

Xavier groaned and dived in to kiss Finn within an inch of his life. He was hungry and demanding and Finn gave back as good as he got—or tried to, anyway. This is what he wanted, for Xavier to stop holding back. He wanted Daddy to make him feel thoroughly owned.

Finn moaned into the kiss, fumbling for the back of Xavier’s shirt as he tried to drag it up and off, but his attempt was hampered by the cast. He protested when Xavier pulled away, calming only when he realized Xavier was just taking off his shirt. After carefully removing Finn’s shirt, too, Xavier kissed his way down the revealed skin, teasing sensitive spots like Finn’s neck, his nipples, and the hollows above his hipbones. Finn was panting and squirming under him in no time, making soft sounds of encouragement.

Finally, he thought when Xavier reached his pants and popped the button.

“I didn’t get to tell you what amazing things these do to your ass. You definitely need to wear them again.”

Finn grinned. “Should that be one of my positive self-talk thingies? I have a nice ass?”

Xavier chuckled and pressed his lips to the spot just under Finn’s belly button.

“You have afantasticass, sweet boy. And Daddy needs to get his mouth on it as soon as possible.” He dragged Finn’s pants off, taking his shoes and socks with them. Then his big hands were rolling Finn onto his front and spreading his thighs. There was a pause, and he turned his head enough to see Xavier just looking at him, his breathing heavy as he reached for his pants. Finn couldn’t see well from this angle, but he heard the slide of leather through belt loops, then a zipper lowering.

Finn rocked against the bed and moaned at the friction of the sheets against his cock. He tried to do it again, but Xavier didn’t let him. He lifted Finn and rearranged him on his knees and elbows, checking to make sure his arm was comfortable before grabbing his ass cheeks, spreading them wide, and diving in.

Finn nearly screamed at the sudden, overwhelming sensation. Xavier had been holding back the last time, because this time he laved his tongue against Finn’s opening until Finn was babbling and rocking back against his face. Then, when he apparently deemed Finn ready, he plunged his tongue deep inside, lighting up nerve endings that Finn was only vaguely familiar with. Everything wasmorewith Xavier, his skin was more sensitive, his body more eager, and the pleasure more intense. He wasn’t sure if he would survive Xavier’s cock inside him and he knew there was nothing on earth he wanted more.

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