Page 59 of Look My Way
“Only you. Only ever you. And you’ll never do it with anyone else ever again either.”
“Only you,” I repeat, feeling surer than ever. I don’t want this with anyone else. I never knew it could be this good, and I refuse to feel anything less—anyone who isn’t him.My Daddy.
But what if he leaves?Everyone but Daniel leaves.
“I know I went against the book yesterday, slightly changing the script. I had to. I didn’t want him to see you like that. Not ever again.”
Or maybe everyone except Daniel left me until Zavier. “We can write the story how it’s meant to go as we see fit,” I say. “This isn’t in there either.”
“No. I guess you’re right, and I like the idea of changing things up. And adding. Always adding.” His body is back to closing in on mine, fingers slipping inside me, making wet sounds.
“Fuck. You’re still wet and worked open from yesterday. Not much prep needed today.”
“Good. You’re already taking too long,” I whine, rolling my hips needily, and he laughs.
“Such a needy, horny boy.”
“Yours,” I call out.
“Mine.”
“This is real,” I say louder.
“This is real.”
“It’s not in my head. Daniel can’t say it is either, when I feel and smell you everywhere. Maybe you should leave more of yourself all over my room so he can smell you too.”
His expression hardens. “Has Daniel told you what you see and hear is all in your head before?”
“Yes.”
He mutters a curse word under his breath, vibrating with anger behind me. Those muscles bulge against my back and my cock jolts. “Of course he has,” he says between clenched teeth. “He’s wrong.”
“He says I’m weak . . . too sick to know better.”
“Wrong, wrong, wrong,” he sing-songs. “You’re strong, healthy, and beautiful. You can handle so much. You want me to show you that you can?”
“Yesss,” I beg, arching my body to mold it better to his. I want him to show me he isn’t ever going anywhere too, but I don’t say it.
“I will. I’ll show you right now, tomorrow, and every day after,” he says as if living inside my head.
“Please, Daddy. Don’t just say it. Do it.”
“Oh, carino.” He kisses my neck, shoving his fingers in and out of my hole again. They twist and curl deeper, hitting my magic spot. I heave, moving with him, in rhythm at first, and then the heightening sensations have me moving off pace.
“Fuck, you’re perfect. I’ve never wanted anything more. I can’t wait to show you everything you need to see. I’ll always be here to do it too. You don’t even have to ask anymore. I’ll just feel it.”
Always.He said always. So many others were supposed to always be here too, and where are they now?
“Daddy, plea—” My words are cut off as he drives himself inside me with one buck of his hips. He pulls out and pushes back in, circling his movements. My muscles tense in my back and thighs, fingers hooking onto the back of his leg as if it helps me conduct his movements. My nails cut into his skin and I keep digging, screaming as he zaps something inside me. It’s like an electric bolt is being set over and over as he pounds into me.
My body is shocked each time it collides with his, and I swear I can see the current behind my lids. There are flashes of light and I’m hit inside again with another shockwave, my body sparking like a live wire.
More jolts shoot up my spine and my skin grows tight as I feel him everywhere. Our eyes lock in the mirror and my body curls, muscles twisting while I hold myself in place as I come. He’s filling me seconds later, and hot liquid shoots inside me. He’s here. He’s really here.
“Look at us. Look at you and how you shine when I make you feel strong.” His fingers hook around my hand, bringing it in front of me, and my heart thuds at the blood tucked under my nails. I drag the sheet down and he has claw marks all along his hip. My eyes widen in horror and I bring my hand to my mouth.Grabbing it again, he brings it back to press a kiss to the tips of my fingers.
“It’s okay, carino.”
