Page 73 of Daddy Down Under

Heat crept up my neck, warming my cheeks. “I learned that from you. You’re always so open to new experiences and you enjoy it all so deeply.”

“And how did it feel to open yourself up like that?” His thumb was now gently stroking my cheek.

I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch. “Amazing. Even if it was also a little scary.”

When I opened my eyes again, Ocean’s gaze was filled with a tenderness that made my chest ache. “I’m proud of you, baby boy. You’re making big steps.”

His sincerity touched something deep within me, and I felt the connection deepening between us, like roots reaching into rich soil. It was so much more than attraction, more than the thrill of a holiday fling. This was real. Solid. “Thank you.”

He gently took the glass from my trembling fingers and put it next to his on the table. When he turned his attention back to me, he leaned in. His lips found mine, and I melted into the kiss, which was soft, sweet, and unhurried.

Everything else faded while he kissed me, his tongue sweeping into my mouth, exploring, finding, claiming. With a gentle nudge from Ocean, I stretched out on my back and he rolled on top of me, his weight pinning me down in a way that made me all liquid inside.

Ocean’s kiss deepened, his tongue delving into my mouth with slow, sensual strokes that ignited sparks of desire low in my belly. He tasted of the rich red wine, spicy and intoxicating. I clutched his shoulders, the fabric of his shirt soft beneath my fingertips, and leaned into his solid warmth.

He let go of my mouth and trailed kisses down my jawline and neck as he slowly unbuttoned my shirt. Every touch, every press of his mouth against my skin, sent tingles of pleasure radiating through me. I arched into him, my body seeking more contact, more of him. I needed to feel his skin against mine.

As if reading my mind, Ocean sat back, pulling his shirt over his head in one smooth motion. His tanned, toned torso was a work of art, and my hands moved to explore the planes and ridges of his abs and chest. He watched me through hooded eyes, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

“You’re so gorgeous,” I breathed. “I can’t believe you’re here with me.”

Ocean leaned down, capturing my lips in another searing kiss. “There’s nowhere else I’d rather be, baby boy. I’m exactly where I want to be.”

His words sent a thrill through me, warming me from the inside out. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss.

Ocean’s hands were everywhere, stroking down my sides, fingers dipping beneath my waistband to caress the sensitive skin. Our kisses deepened, growing more heated. I wanted him with a desperation that scared me a little.

I slid my hands over him, tracing the planes of his back, the coiled strength in his muscles. Ocean groaned into my mouth, pressing his hips into mine. I could feel him, hard and insistent against my thigh. “I want you. I want you inside me so much.”

“Easy, baby boy,” he murmured against my lips. “We’ve got all night. Let me take my time with you.”

His words, low and rough, sent a shudder rippling through me. I wanted to let go, surrender myself completely to his touch, his desires, his command. But a part of me still resisted, clinging stubbornly to control even as arousal pulsed hot and heavy in my veins.

Ocean sensed my internal struggle. He pulled back slightly, his eyes finding mine, seeing straight into my soul. “Do you trust me, Cash?”

“Yes.” The word left me in a breathless rush, raw and honest. “More than anyone.”

His lips curved in a slow, heated smile that promised pleasure and sin. “Then let me take care of you tonight.”

Ocean’s words resonated deep within me, touching that place that yearned to let go, to be cherished and cared for. I nodded, my throat too tight for words.

He kissed me again, slow and deep, his tongue stroking into my mouth with a sensual rhythm that made my toes curl. His hands skimmed down my body, pushing my shirt off my shoulders. I shivered as the cool air hit my heated skin, my nipples pebbling in anticipation.

Ocean’s mouth left mine, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck and chest. He took his time, lavishing attention on every inch of exposed skin until I was trembling beneath him, my body singing with need.

When his lips closed around one aching nipple, I arched off the sofa with a gasp. “Ocean, please…”

He hummed against my skin, the vibration sending sparks of pleasure straight to my core. “Patience, baby boy. I’m going to take you apart piece by piece until you’re begging for me.”

His words, dark and full of promise, made me throb with desire.

His mouth found mine again as his fingers worked to undo the button of my pants. I lifted my hips, helping him slide my jeans and briefs down my legs until I was bare before him.

Ocean took his time, worshipping every inch of skin he exposed with reverent kisses and caresses. By the time I was fully naked beneath him, I was trembling with need, my cock achingly hard against my stomach.

“Look at you.” Ocean’s gaze raked over my body like a physical caress. “Spread out for me like a feast. I’m going to savor every inch of you, baby boy.”

A whimper escaped my throat at his words, my cock twitching against my belly. Ocean smiled, predatory and full of promise, as he dipped his head to press open-mouthed kisses down my chest. He made good on his promise, mapping my body with his mouth and hands, finding all the secret places that made me gasp and writhe beneath him.

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