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“Daddy…can I touch my toy? Please?”

Sawyer was still taking in gulps of air, his breathing rapid from what Noah was sure had been a mind-blowing orgasm for him.

“No.” Sawyer took in a few more breaths. “That belongs to Daddy. But because you’ve been such a good boy and took Daddy’s load, I’m going to swallow that toy down as soon as I plug you up.”

Noah bit his knuckle again. “O-okay.”

The slow slide of Sawyer’s cock retreating from Noah’s body was like a cruel punishment. They’d only ever used the vibrating plug so Sawyer could tease him at the club while they were working, but he’d never tried any of the bigger, heavier plugs Sawyer had ordered online. One of that type was what he’d need to combat the loss he’d experience once Sawyer was no longer inside him.

Sawyer’s hand left Noah’s neck and landed on the small of his back. “Okay, baby. Clench up as soon as I take out my dick so you can hold my cum inside you while I get the plug.”

Noah whimpered. Sawyer seriously needed to hurry. All this talk of plugs and cum in his ass was bringing him to the brink again. Fortunately, as soon as Sawyer slipped from him, he moved with lightning sped to retrieve the plug from the nightstand drawer and lube it up.

“I’m placing the tip at your hole, so loosen up. I don’t want to push too hard while I’m seating it in your ass.”

Noah did as he was told and once again, he was treated to the glorious stretch and burn of his hole being spread open. The object Sawyer worked inside his body grew wider and wider, the sensation that he might not be able to handle the plug’s girth beginning to be a concern. He didn’t want to lose Daddy’s seed inside him, not when it was his first time being bred.

At last, the plug made it all the way in, Noah’s rim snapping around the smaller base between the plug and the stopper. Sawyer jostled it and it banged against Noah’s gland. He jerked with a gasp.

“Don’t worry, boy. Daddy will take care of you. Roll over.”

Noah gingerly turned onto his back and before he’d had the chance to take a breath, Sawyer’s warm, wet mouth encased his cock. Sawyer bobbed his head up and down, sucking and licking Noah into oblivion. Noah tangled his fingers in Sawyer’s hair, writhing beneath Sawyer’s powerful hold that wouldn’t allow him to escape the maddening pleasure of the expert blow job.

Sawyer fondled Noah’s sac, manipulating his balls as the sucking grew more fervent. Then Sawyer gulped in a big breath before descending on Noah’s cock and completely swallowing him. Sawyer’s throat muscles worked around Noah’s throbbing dick like a vice and Noah lost all control.

He yelled and screamed through his climax, his heels sliding on the mattress, arching his back as he pulsed bursts of cum down Sawyer’s throat. Dizziness overcame him and he collapsed on the bed, breathless in the aftermath.

Gradually, his brutal grip on Sawyer’s hair loosened, and his body went slack. He was vaguely aware of Sawyer tending to him, getting him under the covers then wrapping him up in his arms. He wanted to tell Sawyer he loved him, wanted to shout it to the universe. But before he could bring to mind the perfect way to say those important words, he succumbed to sleep.

Epilogue

“What are you thinking about?”

Noah took a slug of his daily soda as he glanced sideways at Sawyer. They were lying next to each other in a large, cushy lounge chair on the balcony of his dad’s bedroom, enjoying the view of the San Francisco skyline and the bay. Sawyer had been staying with him for almost two months, Big Earl was safely behind bars and Jonathan was let go with a slap on the wrist before he slithered away to who knew where.

Now it was time to begin the next phase of his life with Sawyer. Noah was ready.

“Everything we’ve been discussing for weeks, all the options available to us.” Sawyer gave him a lopsided smile. “We have the world at our feet.”

Noah let out a more polite burp than he typically did then set down the empty drink can on the deck. The time had come to be serious and he needed to be an adult for a minute.

“I’m crap at making decisions, you know that.”

Sawyer laced his fingers with Noah’s then laid their joined hands over his thigh. He half turned, then regarded Noah with a fond expression.

“I wouldn’t say that. You picked me, didn’t you?”

Noah burrowed deeper into the cushion as he turned on his side, snuggling closer to the man of his dreams. “That wasn’t a decision. It was more like destiny.”

A slow smile spread across Sawyer’s face. He reached up and brushed stands of hair from Noah’s cheeks. Noah couldn’t tell if the soft touches were a necessary action or not, but he loved when Sawyer did them.

“I believe you’re my destiny, too, sweetheart. I love you.”

Oh thank God. Noah had been dying to tell Sawyer he loved him for the longest time but hadn’t wanted to be the one to say it first.

“I love you so much, Sawyer, Daddy, best lay in the world.” Noah flushed hot. “What I mean is that you’re everything to me.”

Sawyer closed the tiny distance between them and captured Noah’s mouth in a deep, languid kiss. He dipped his tongue into Noah’s mouth over and over, tasted him, shared breaths with him, until Noah forgot all about discussions.

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