Page 54 of Look My Way
“I want to be your good boy,” I cry out, my words knowing no limits as he tucks into me with two fingers. They curl when he’sdeep enough, hitting my sweet spot. Oh fuck. Stars take over my vision, but I blink them away so I can keep looking at us. So I can keep seeing with clear eyes.
“I know, carino. I know. And I want to be your everything.” Fingers scissor inside me and I’m a whimpering mess, tears leaking from my eyes at the heightening sensations on my sensitive nerve endings.
“You can say it. You can call me what you have in your head. What Lex calls his lover toward the end of your book. What the boy you were envying called the bigger man in the video you were watching when you first saw me out your window.”
My ears ring, my body coming alive with every touch and word.Daddy. Daddy. Daddy.The words stay trapped in my head, begging to break free, but they won’t move past my lips when I open them.
“Look at me and say it.” He nips at my ear and I moan, bucking my hips as I chase both his hands. My body is trapped in the best way. Unable to escape pleasure. Unable to escape us.
My eyes open wider and I lick my lips. He rubs a hand down my back, pressing a gentle kiss to my shoulder.
“Please, Daddy.” I do as he says because I want to. Not out of obligation. That word doesn’t exist with him. I want to. He says I can have whatever I want, and for the first time ever I feel like I actually can. Because having him hum in satisfaction and smile with pride makes it seem like he just handed me the whole fucking world on a platter.
“Please what, carino? Say what you want. Use that strong voice of yours. I want you to be who you are and say what you feel. Don’t hold yourself back anymore. Don’t let anyone hold you back.”
“Fuck me,” I say almost lower than a whisper.
“What was that? Say it again. Louder. Give Daniel a chance to hear you in case he’s already woken from his nap.”
That should worry me, but all it does is have my body ringing with more pleasure. “Fuck me. I want you to fuck me.”
“Fuck you what?” His fingers pull from my ass, the emptiness leaving me feeling lost.
“Fuck me please, Daddy.”
His body trembles behind me, a low grunt falling from his lips. My body is overheated with lust and I’m melting back as he touches me again, hands on my hips. His dripping cock rubs over my ass cheeks, trailing over to my crack. He drags it up and down between my crease.
“That’s right. Daddy loves when you communicate with words. You make me so proud.” His tip presses to my entrance, his hips slowly pumping with the threat of intrusion. “My perfect boy.”
I beam with pride, the praise leaving me smiling as something sprouts inside me. It’s like a flower blooming, spreading seeds to create a whole garden of beauty.
“So fucking sexy. I’m going to fuck you now, and you’ll take it all because you can.” He shoves himself in halfway, hips thrusting as he pushes himself deeper. I stretch out my body, legs light and hands pressing to the window as I watch us. He’s sucking on my neck, eyes also watching what’s happening in the window as my body is shoved forward with each thrust of his bucking hips.
Nestled almost all the way inside me, he pulls out to slam back in harder. My body rocks with his, head thrashing back and forth as he holds me closer to him. He keeps whispering sweet praises in my ear and complimenting me. I’m free-falling straight into nirvana as he finds the part that has me whistling like a damn tea pot.
He pistons himself inside me, hips circling, and when he’s at the perfect angle, I spasm out of control. I’m laughing, crying, and smiling all at the same time. Saliva spills from the corners or my mouth as I lose control of my motor functions. I have noidea how I’m standing, because I can no longer feel my feet on the ground. All I know is that I’m doing it and he’s showing me I am. He’s showing me what I can take.
My fingers curl against the glass, his cock and my hole making filthy squelching sounds. Skin slaps against skin, and he nips at my neck and cups one of my pecs as he drives harder into me. We share shaky, off-pitch moans, sounding as out of sync as our moving hips.
I’m hit with an out of this world sensation, locking me in place, and my body slips into overdrive. Pleasure explodes behind my closing lids, and I come. I shove myself back harder against him, milking my release and rotating my hips as he shoots his load, but it’s not inside me. Something stops him from filling me up and leaving me leaking. I both hate it and I’m grateful. He used a condom. I don’t know when he put it on, but as my brain grows less fuzzy and I blink my eyes, I can feel the barrier. It’s suddenly so thick between us as he slowly pulls out of me.
“You were perfect. More than I could ever dream of.”
“Are you done with me now?” The worry from before seeps back in as his skin separates from mine. His hands steady me against the counter.
“What? Why would I be?”
“I . . . I don’t know.” My voice is hoarse.
“Never, carino. I’ve had you once and now I’ll always want you. To be connected to you and feel you in every way. To hear your pleasure and cries. To see you be strong for me.” His arms wrap around me and he kisses my cheek. “I need you to see everything else like you see us right now. Daniel isn’t a good man.”
“Are you?”
His gaze is so intense in the window, I think it may burn a hole into my skin. “No, but I’d never hurt or betray you. Well, I may do the first if you want me to.” He licks at my cheek and grins, running a hand down my chest.
“Daniel is . . . we’re supposed to get married and he—”
“Doesn’t deserve you.”
