Page 54 of Daddy Down Under

I breathed out, my shoulders losing their tension.

“Can I take you to bed, Cash?” I loved him for once again double-checking consent.

As much as I wanted to say yes, the sting in my ass had me hesitate.

“You can fuck me. Give your ass a chance to recover.” His tone was light, but I sensed the underlying care in his words.

Heat flooded my cheeks at the memory of being bent over his knee. “Yeah, that’s… That sounds good. Wonderful, I mean. Amazing.” I groaned. “Fuck, my brain is malfunctioning.”

Ocean smiled as he leaned in. “How about we stop talking then?”

Now that I could get behind.

Ocean’s hand found mine, his fingers intertwining with my own as he led me toward the bedroom. Everything else faded into the background, my focus narrowing to the man before me. As we crossed the threshold, Ocean turned to face me, his gaze seeming to peer into my very soul.

“I’ve got you.” He kissed me again. “You’re safe with me, baby.”

Something inside me gave, bending rather than breaking. “Okay.”

Ocean’s lips curved into a tender smile. “Good. Now, I want you to undress me. Slowly.”

My hands trembled slightly as I reached for the buttons of his shirt. I had no idea how to explain it, but there was something incredibly freeing about following Ocean’s lead. As I worked each button free, I allowed my fingers to trace the warm skin beneath, marveling at the contrast between his tanned torso and my own paler complexion.

I ran my hands down his arms, exploring the lean muscles beneath. “You’re so beautiful.”

Ocean’s eyes darkened with desire. “Thank you, but so are you, baby.”

I moved to his belt next, the clink of metal loud in the quiet room. As I slowly pulled the leather free, I thought of the spanking from earlier, how it had cracked my carefully constructed walls. Now, as I unbuttoned Ocean’s jeans and slowly lowered the zipper, those walls crumbled further. “Ocean, I don’t know if I can?—”

He cupped my face in his hands, cutting off my doubts with a gentle kiss. “You can. I trust you, Cash. Do you trust me?”

I nodded, losing myself in the depths of his eyes. “More than I’ve ever trusted anyone.”

My reward was another kiss, our tongues tangling in a way that made my head spin.

His pants came off, then his socks. And then he stood naked before me like a goddamn work of art, worthy of being shown in the Louvre or the Met.

Acting on impulse, I kissed his shoulder, then his collarbone, his pectoral muscles, before my lips closed around his right nipple. It hardened in my mouth as I sucked on it, and it took me a while before I was ready to move on to the other one.

His belly button deserved a kiss, and so did that blond trail south that I followed and followed until I could bury my nose in his pubes. He smelled fresh, like the shower gel, and I almost missed the heavier scent of his sweat.

I sank to my knees then, exhaling as more tension seeped from me. A kiss on the tip of his cock, but that wasn’t enough, so I suckled him for a bit. His hands threaded through my hair with a firm yet gentle grip, heavy enough to let me know who was in charge without forcing me to do something against my will.

His balls fit in my mouth, heavy orbs I loved sucking on, rolling them in my mouth. Ocean made the most beautiful sounds when I did that. His thighs were strong without being bulky, and I ran my hands along the firm lines, then peppered kisses all over them. For a man that gorgeous, his knobby knees were downright ugly, and I found it endearing.

“Not my best part,” Ocean said with a chuckle as he caught me grinning at them.

“No, but I love that not every part of you is perfect.”

I kissed them anyway before bending lower and kissing a trail to his feet. Elegant was a surprising term for describing feet, but his were, and I had no issues pressing my mouth against them, even suckling his big toe for a moment.

It wasn’t until then that I realized I was literally flat on my belly, worshiping his feet. I’d bowed as low for him as I possibly could in the most submissive position I could’ve chosen.

I swallowed, freezing for a moment. Should I…?

No, I was okay. This was okay. I felt…calm. At peace. Almost happy, despite the sting on my ass.

“Cash?”

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