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He huffs with a smirk.

I’m still twisted up inside about so much of what’s between us but lounging in a warm bath with our usual rapport not having lost a beat makes me feel even more tingly than how hard Trey made me come last night.

I really want to kiss him.

“Does my good boy want another kind of tickle to do something about our shared encumbrances?”

That we haven’t done something about them yet is only making me harder.

“Still waiting for me to direct you, doctor?”

No one else has ever used my title with sex dripping from the word like candle wax. “Maybe.”

“Do you want me to?”

I know how he wants me to respond. And I know I really want to say it. “Yes… Daddy.”

“Good boy.” Trey holds me with his black stare. “Come here and sit in Daddy’s lap so I can help.”

My cock throbs at the command, and the idea of relief in Trey’s lap sounds absolutely amazing.

I shift my legs beneath me to drift toward his side of the tub and climb on top of him. I feel my way up Trey’s body fromthighs to stomach, chest, and shoulders, and wind my arms around his neck. The brush of our cocks is muted in the water, but friction is friction, and it feels sogood. I give a little buck against him as I settle in, and he grips me by the hips.

“Kiss me,” he orders.

Yes.

I capture what I already wanted, starting soft, delicate, but I quickly push the kiss deeper with a slide of my tongue. We kiss like that for what feels like three songs worth, until I start to unconsciously rock, grinding our cocks together.

Trey barely has to move, barely can with me on top of him, but his grip on my hips helps to move me, urging me to go faster. He hoists me higher, getting his hands up under me, and starts to finger me.

I moan into his mouth and have to pause for breath, leaning my cheek against his forehead.

Trey lifts mehigher, fingers thrusting inside me, and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth.

Fuck. Now I’m the one who can’t move, but just like how Trey had me lifted to fuck me against that padded headboard, he maneuvers my body with ease, rocking me against him, while his fingers pry me open. I don’t even think he’s stretching me so he can fuck me, just enjoying playing with my ass and how it’s making me squirm.

Trey grinding up into me through it all keeps me continuously breathless. Maybe a little too breathless, because I’m… starting to gasp.

“Breathe, Walker,” Trey says with a lick up my neck. The order is somehow almost as effective as a puff on my inhaler. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you, my good boy… and I am going to keep you and take care of you and unravel you for as long as you allow.”

I come. I come so fast and so suddenly, I don’t even realize it until the aftershocks hit me. I melt against Trey, limp andletting him continue to sink his fingers inside me and rock me against his cock. Even under the water, my release helps smooth the slide of our skin. I don’t mind the heightened sensitivity of already finishing. It’s all such instant relief, like Trey promised he’d give me, to feel something good after all this insanity.

When Trey comes it’s with a bite on the nipple he had been suckling, a pinch not hard enough to hurt that makes me moan and turn my head to bite the side of his neck. Like we’re marking each other. Claiming each other. My hips give another little stutter as if my cock might spring back to life. Maybe later. I really want more than Trey’s fingers inside me again.

He leaves them there for a long time, while we come down from our releases. My cock is definitely half hard again when he finally slips his fingers free and kisses me.

“More soon, doctor,” Trey whispers. “More any time you want it. But for now, shall I clean us up and take you to bed for a nice long massage?”

If he finishes by massaging my inside again, absolutely. “Yes, please,” I answer and look him right in the eyes when I finish with, “Daddy.”

“Good boy,” he answers and kisses me again.

Trey takes care of everything, and I’m in a blissful haze all the way until I’m lying naked on my bed, face down, while Trey rubs my shoulders and back. I’m boneless and weightless and… happy with how my mind has quieted. It’s nice to not think for a while, to just feel and surrender to how well he takes care of me.

He really does.

He really does…