Page 33 of For the Love of a Boy

The more Daddy tasted and touched him, the closer he was pushed to the edge. Daddy had trained him in sexual self-control, but Seth had never experienced the level of sensuality they were sharing. Everything Daddy was doing to him was with a sense of urgency, of a heightened arousal Seth hadn’t known existed.

“Later. Hold on to it, baby boy. When you come, I’m going to be inside you, fucking you hard and fast, my fingers wrapped around your gorgeous cock.”

“Daddy, please…”

Seth whimpered, biting his own lip until the pain stopped him from tumbling over the looming precipice. He whirled his body around within Daddy’s embrace, then shoved his tongue past Daddy’s lips, swiping it through his mouth with such hunger, he could hardly breathe. Daddy gripped his ass cheeks then gave them a hearty squeeze, the sensation a glorious hurt.

“Do you want to leave, baby?”

Seth could only nod as he stared into Daddy’s eyes. The club, the music, their friends, the dancing… The night had been an amazing one, but he needed to be alone with Daddy more than he’d ever needed anything.

Daddy framed Seth’s face between his palms. “Then let’s get outta here.”

Then Daddy sealed his declaration with a claiming kiss.

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