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“If you only knew what you do to me when you call me that.”

“What? Daddy?”

“Yes.” He stood and grabbed me, throwing me over his shoulder. Again. That must be his thing, though I didn’t mind.

“Hey, I wasn’t done eating.”

“Later. I have a microwave. Right now, I need you.” He didn’t go too far, though, only into a living room or family room—I wasn’t sure what to call it. I couldn’t see much hanging upside down, but when he dropped me on the couch, I saw bleached wood paneling and a fireplace with stockings hung in front of it and decorated with garland. Hell, I hadn’t even had a grand tour of his house yet. This was all moving in weird and unexpected directions. “I’m hungry for you.” He flipped me over, then took my face in his hands and kissed me sweetly. Then deeply. And then passionately.

I kissed back, giving everything I was getting from him. We dueled with tongues, even as he held my head still. When hepulled back, he panted as he planted little pecks all over my face. “This is not enough, Colin.”

“What do you want, Daddy?”

“Fuck. You.” And the manhandling began.

He pulled at my clothes, stripping me down until I stood in front of him naked. He’d even pulled the tie out of my hair so it flowed over my shoulders. “Colin. You are so beautiful. Gorgeous. A work of art.”

I blushed. He sat on the couch, fully clothed. But all of this made me so damned horny. My cock was high and proud, pointing out at him.

He pulled me closer and licked the tip. “Mmm…you taste so good. All of you.” Then he flipped me around so my face was in the sofa cushion and my ass was sticking out into the room. “Spread your legs more. That’s it.” Then he was on the floor, under me.

“Fucking hell…” That velvety tongue in my hole was my new favorite thing. No one had ever done that before. I’d only hooked up with a few people. I wasn’t a virgin, but the experience had been fast and rough, nothing like how it was with Rourke at all. Complete opposite. Rourke ate my ass until I was humping into the air and begging for more. “Rourke…fuck…Daddy. Fuck me, something.”

“Mm…I want to make love to you, Colin. I want everything here. Now be a good boy and turn around.”

“Yes, Daddy.” I turned and sat on the couch. Rourke pulled me forward until my ass was in his hands, hanging off the edge of the sofa. He licked up my cock, then sucked it down. I wrapped my legs around him and fucked up into his mouth. I couldn’t help myself.

Rourke chuckled and then pulled me down on the floor on top of him. It was like he wanted everything all at once and couldn’t decide which direction to go, but I certainly didn’t mind beingthrown about. I straddled his legs, the denim he wore scratching my skin. Then he devoured my mouth, allowing me to sample how I tasted on his lips and tongue.

“Daddy, I’m so hard. I need to come.”

“Yes, you do. And you will. Into the bedroom. Up…” He smacked my ass, making my dick pulse. Fuck, why did spankings turn me on so much?

I turned around, unsure. “Where’s the bedroom?”

With a growl, he picked me up again and off he went. I still wasn’t sure how he’d gotten to the room. Seeing the floor plan from that view was confusing as hell. But I ended up on his bed, ass up again. This time, Rourke undressed and got behind me with his lube, and I thought for sure I was about to get fucked, but no.

He squirted it on his hand and rubbed it on his dick, then he ran it up and down my crack. Leaning forward, he reached around and grabbed my dick and jacked me as he rubbed his cock up and down my crack in a pseudo-fucking motion. “Daddy, fuck me.”

“Nope. I’ll make love to you after you move in.”

“Ahh…blackmail.”

His laugh was evil. “If you aren’t ready to move in, you aren’t ready to fuck, boy.”

“Daddy, I don’t think—”

“Shush.” He moved away, letting go of my cock, which made me whine. He smacked my ass again, then was gone. I looked over my shoulder to see him dash into the bathroom and back. “This is brand new. I bought it for you yesterday. Ha! You’re going to love this.” I couldn’t see exactly what he had, but it couldn’t be a dildo. It wasn’t thick enough. “I loved the way you came when I hit your prostate. So this…mmm…this will do the trick.” He lubed it up and slid it into my hole.

At first, it was uncomfortable and stiff. But then, he moved it around a bit and holy shit. It hit my prostate, and I nearly came unglued.

“Now be still and let me see if I can coordinate this.”

He rubbed his cock in my crack, stroked my dick, and did something with that thing in my ass. Oh my fucking Lord…It couldn’t have been any closer to fucking. It was erotic. Kinky. And it felt so fucking good. The noises coming from me were probably going to embarrass me later, but I did not care. I moaned louder and when he squeezed my cock and hit that magic place inside with the butt-torturer, I came, shooting off like a fucking fire hose. Lights flashed behind my eyes, and I screamed out something…sounded a lot like, “Daddy!”

I’m pretty sure I fell right to sleep after that. We woke up around three a.m. and ate Chinese food before crawling back in bed. Then, it was a snuggle fest. So many things I was learning about myself. I loved snuggling and butt play. I couldn’t wait to get fucked by my daddy.

Chapter ten

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