Page 98 of Swiped By My Dad's Best Friend
I smacked his ass again, and he groaned. “Yes, Daddy.”
“In bed or out of it, I’ll take care of you. If you need something I’ll provide it. Understand?”
He nodded, voice breathy. “Yeah.”
“Do you need something right now, brat?”
“Yes!”
“Tell me what you need.”
“You, your cock, inside—”
I positioned the blunt head of my cock against his hole as he spoke and thrust hard. Cooper’s body put up only token resistance, parting beneath my force.
“Fuck!” he cried.
“Is this what you need?”
“Yesss.” He groaned as I spread him wide, stretched him out and filled him up, until I was inside him to the hilt. We both paused, panting as I bottomed out. I waited while he adjusted, waited for his breathing to even out, for his body to relax. Waited, even, while he began to fidget and squirm, trying to signal wordlessly that he wanted me to move. Finally, he begged. “Please, Daddy, fuck me. Please, I need more.”
I lurched back, dragging my cock out far enough I could see the tip spreading his rim, then thrust in hard. He groaned with each thrust, pushing back against me as I fucked him. Despite intending to keep tonight gentler, I lost control with Cooper going wild beneath me. I fucked him ruthlessly, using every ounce of strength, until we were both reduced to flaring nerve endings and grunts and moans. Pleasure raced through me as he clenched tight.
“Daddy,” he gasped.
“I’ve got you,” I said, reaching beneath him to stroke his cock roughly.
He came with a shout, and I followed, unable to withstand the squeezing of his ass around me. I grunted, gripping him in a bruising hold, as I shoved in as deep as I could go and pumped my ecstasy out in pulses of pleasure.
We collapsed together on the bed, breathing hard, and I withdrew and rolled off before I could crush him. Cooper wasn’t small, but I was all bulk to his lean form.
“That was amazing,” he mumbled, sounding drugged.
“How do you feel? I meant to be gentler, given the concussion.”
He rolled his head to the side, glaring at me. “Don’t you dare,” he said. “I like it hard. You gave me exactly what I needed. You know what I need even before I do, it seems like.”
I smirked, puffing up a little. Every man likes to hear how amazing he is in bed.
“Like I said, brat, I’ll always meet your needs. In bed and out of it.”
He rolled into my arms and rested his head over my heart. “I believe you,” he said softly. “I’m sorry if it sounded as if I doubted that.”
I tightened my arms around him, just reveling in holding him. “It’s all right. You’ve tried for so long to be perfect for other people. It’ll take time for you to understand you don’t have to be. I love you, and you’ll always be just right for me.”
He shifted to prop his chin on my chest so he could meet my eyes. He smiled softly. “You’ll always be right for me too. I’ve felt it from the moment we met.”
“When you brazenly showed me your cock and suggested I ignore the fact you were my best friend’s son?”
He looked abashed. “Well, maybe that was reckless. I do regret damaging your friendship with my father.”
I brushed a hand through his hair. “A friendship is only as strong as what it can withstand.” I smiled sadly. “I fear our friendship was fragile at best. That’s not your fault. And I’ll never, ever regret taking you up on your offer for a one-night stand.”
Cooper smirked. “You just got a lot more nights than you bargained for.”
“I think we both did,” I said with a chuckle. “And for what it’s worth, I can’t wait until it’s every night of my life.”
His eyes were warm as he looked at me as if I were everything he would ever need. “Me too.”
