Page 74 of Daddy Down Under

When Ocean’s fingers brushed lightly over my straining erection, I let out a choked moan, my hips bucking involuntarily, seeking more friction. He chuckled, a deep rumble that I felt all the way to my core.

“Someone’s eager…” He circled his thumb around the weeping tip.

I sucked in a ragged breath, struggling to form words. “Please, Ocean. I need…”

“Shh, baby boy,” he soothed, pressing a tender kiss to my hipbone. “Let Daddy be in charge.”

Daddy. It was the first time he’d called himself that, and it sent a jolt through me. It sounded… Jarring wasn’t the right word because that implied something negative, and that wasn’t the case. It was unfamiliar…but yes, I did like it. I liked it a lot.

Ocean awaited my reaction, studying me, and I gave him a small nod to signal this was okay, that I was okay. His smile was a reward in itself.

His hands slid down to my thighs, gently urging them apart as he settled between my legs. He nuzzled the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, his stubble rasping deliciously against my flesh. My breath hitched in anticipation as his mouth moved higher, his hot breath ghosting over my aching cock.

“You have no idea what you do to me,” Ocean murmured, nuzzling the crease of my hip. “Seeing you like this, spread out just for me… I want to claim every inch of you.”

His words sent a fresh wave of desire rushing through me, pooling molten in my core. “Please,” I breathed, too far gone for coherence. “Need you.”

Ocean hummed his approval, the sound vibrating against my fevered skin. Then his lips were on me, trailing teasing kisses up the shaft of my cock, his tongue flicking out to lap at the weeping tip. I groaned, my hips bucking involuntarily, seeking more. But Ocean gripped my hips, holding me steady as he slowly licked a stripe up the underside of my cock.

My head fell against the sofa cushions as Ocean took me into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the sensitive crown, probing the slit, making me gasp and clutch his hair. Fuck, his mouth felt incredible, like hot silk wrapped around my cock.

“Oh god,” I whimpered.

Ocean’s mouth was pure sin, his tongue swirling and teasing as he took me deeper. His tongue pressed against the underside of my cock, finding that sensitive spot that made my toes curl. My fingers tightened in his hair, my hips straining against his hold as I fought the urge to thrust into that wet heat.

“Fuck, Ocean…” I gasped, my voice wrecked. “Your mouth…”

Ocean’s mouth moved on me, taking me deeper, his head bobbing in a steady rhythm that had me seeing stars. I was lost in a haze of pleasure, adrift on the sensations Ocean was pulling from my body. The slide of his lips, the swirl of his tongue, the scrape of his teeth. He knew just how to touch me, how to drive me wild with need. And how to push me to the brink, only to ease off and let the tension build again. It was maddening and incredible all at once.

He hummed around me and the vibration nearly sent me over the edge. As I teetered on that precipice, Ocean pulled off with an obscene pop. I let out a whine at the loss of sensation, my cock throbbing almost painfully.

“You taste so good, baby boy,” he rasped. “I could suck this pretty cock all night.”

“Ocean, please.” My fingers tightened in his hair. “I’m so close…”

He flashed me a grin, all swollen lips and darkened eyes. “Not yet, baby boy. I’m not done with you.”

Before I could protest, he dipped his head lower, the stubble on his jaw scraping deliciously against my inner thighs. I sucked in a sharp breath as his tongue traced the crease where leg met groin, the pleasure edged with a hint of pain.

Ocean’s hands slid beneath my ass, tilting my hips as his mouth found my entrance. The first touch of his tongue against that sensitive ring of muscle sent a jolt through my entire body, my back arching off the sofa.

“Oh fuck.”

Ocean’s tongue circled my entrance, teasing the puckered skin before pressing inside. I cried out at the intimate invasion, my body clenching around him. He lapped at me, his tongue spearing deep, turning me to liquid heat. It was filthy and incredible, pleasure spiking through me with every thrust.

“That’s it, baby boy. Open for me.”

Under his expert ministrations, my body relaxed, allowing him deeper access. He hummed against me, the vibrations making me see stars. His tongue delved deeper, wicked and clever, finding all the secret spots inside me that made me writhe and moan. His tongue thrust in and out, fucking into me with single-minded focus.

I was lost to the sensation, reduced to gasps and moans as Ocean ate me out like a starving man at a feast. His stubble rasped deliciously against my sensitive skin, the slight burn only heightening my pleasure. My cock throbbed, leaking steadily onto my belly as Ocean worked me open with lips, tongue, and clever fingers. Somehow, somewhere, he found lube, and his fingers replaced his tongue as he prepared me for his cock.

Finally, he took mercy on me. He crawled up my body, pressing tender kisses to my heated skin as he went. When he reached my mouth, he claimed my lips in a searing kiss, letting me taste myself on his tongue. It was filthy and intimate, and it only stoked the flames of my desire higher.

“I love seeing you like this. Desperate and needy, completely at my mercy. Do you have any idea how beautiful you are, baby boy?”

His words made me shiver, pride and arousal twining together in my chest. I loved being able to let go with him, to give myself over completely. There was a freedom in submission, a sense of rightness that I couldn’t find anywhere else.

“Please, Ocean,” I whispered, my voice raw with need. “I want you inside me.”

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