“Don’t be a brat. I told you why I was in my office. When I have important phone calls to make, I don’t want you interrupting, Boy.” Another smack, but this time it was on the front of his thigh. He let out a noise, a mix between a hiss and a moan. “I’m the daddy in this—” Relationship. We weren’t in a relationship, though. “Scenario.”
I tickled my fingers over his belly and then farther down until the tips grazed over his pubic hair. He rocked into my touch, but also arched his ass back against my cock, like he couldn’t quite decide what he wanted more attention from.
“I need you, Daddy.”
I shook my head. “I know you do, but I can’t be the only one you have in your life. It’s unhealthy.”
He turned his head, his brown eyes staring at me desperately. “Tell me what to do. I need you to help me.”
Cupping his cheek, I angled his jaw so that I could suck softly at his lips. “You need to get a job.”
“What?” He gasped when my hand curled around his cock and tugged gently.
“I can’t be the only person in your life, and that other asshole isn’t good enough for you. You need human contact, Shane, because you’re locking yourself away and relying on me too much.”
He sobered, his face turning serious even though I stroked his erection firmly. “I like this.”
“So do I, but you need something else too. Just… trust me on this. I’m eighteen years older than you, I know a thing or two. Find a job and make friends. We can still do this together.”
He sighed, leaning back against me. I took his weight and stroked him harder. “Okay. I’ll start applying for jobs tomorrow.”
“You’re my good boy.” I kissed his ear and then planted one on his neck. “I’m going to a party tomorrow night at Anna’s. You remember Anna, right? She’s my boss. She came around for wine a few times.” Before Carter died was left unsaid.
He made a noise and spread his legs when I tickled his balls and cupped them. “Yeah, I remember her.”
“I want you to come with me. It’ll get you out of the house, and you’ll like Anna.”
Shane’s head fell back against my shoulder, and he moaned when I dipped my fingers even lower and circled his hole. “Anything. I’d do anything for you, Daddy.”
“That’s what I want to hear.” I pulled my hand away, which earned me another whine of disappointment. “Let’s get dry and move this to the bed.”
I turned off the shower knobs and stepped out of the tub, Shane not far behind me. His knees trembled, but I dragged him closer to my body and grabbed a towel. Taking the time to make sure he was thoroughly dry, we then walked into the hallway and to my bedroom. His desire-filled gaze never left me, and either he stared at my face, or his eyes shot down to the hard cock bouncing between my legs.
I kissed him gently on the lips, savoring the whimpers that escaped from his mouth, and patted him on the ass. “You’ve been a good boy. Come suck Daddy’s cock.”
I fell onto the bed on my back and spread my legs. His heated gaze nearly burned a hole in me, and he hurried to position himself between my knees before eagerly taking me into his mouth. Shane didn’t waste a second, lapping and sucking and moaning like a desperate whore, and his excitement only made my cock harder than it already was. He switched from playing with my balls, rolling them in his palm, to stroking my hip and over my belly.
His teeth grazed my sensitive skin, and he peered up at me from beneath lowered eyelashes, begging with his eyes. Please feed me.
I carded my fingers through his hair and tugged on it, the buzzing sensations of pleasure making my balls heavier. Desire and need curled in my stomach, my heart slamming as I took a deep breath to calm myself so it wasn’t over too soon. Except I couldn’t ignore the fact that Shane’s greediness was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. I’d had men with more experience, but they’d never moaned and made the noises he was making, as though sucking cock was the best thing that could happen.
I smiled. “Do you like Daddy’s cock, sweet boy?”
He whimpered in response, making the vibrations run down my cock.
“Do you want Daddy’s cream all over your lips?”
Again, another noise.
“I’m so close.”
That seemed to be a signal for him to suck harder and to rub at my balls until I had no choice but to come. Everything inside me went on high alert, and pleasure made me see stars behind my closed eyes. I was floating, and my cock twitched. I did the most animalistic thing I could do and yanked at his hair, making his mouth pop off me. I jerked myself hard. He stuck out his tongue like he was waiting to catch my load, and that ended it for me. I splattered cum across his full red lips and over his face.
Shane moaned and licked at the drops. “So good, Daddy. Fuck, so good.” He went to wipe at some of the mess on his cheeks, but I grabbed his wrist before he could.
“Daddy wants to mark you,” I whispered, touching the places where my cum had landed. I rubbed my cream into his skin like it was a moisturizer, and the part of my brain that was still high from my orgasm imagined other men could see it and smell it, and they’d know he was mine. “So pretty.”
Shane smiled, eyelashes fluttering hard. “I came too, Daddy. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize, sweetheart.” I shook my head. “We’ll need to get you washed up again.”
“Do we have to?” He crawled up my body and fell against me, our chests pressed against each other. “I love having your spunk on me, West.”
The name slip should have shocked me back to reality, but it only made me grin. “Maybe we can stay here a little longer, but then we’ll need to go for another shower. Dried cum is the worst.”
Shane laughed. “Yes, Daddy.”
We spent the next day together. We ran in the morning and watched movies during the day. I didn’t have the heart to tell Shane about his mom visiting me yet, but I thought that was a better conversation to have when we weren’t going out that night.
By the time late afternoon came around, we’d dressed in semiformal clothing.
“Why do we need the nice shirts again?” Shane asked from his spot in front of the mirror. He was delectable in black pants, shiny matching shoes, and a dark navy dress shirt that fit him in all the right places, including the arms he’d begun working on.
“Because this isn’t just any party. Anna’s one of the partners of the firm I work at. The other partners will be there too.” I’d chosen gray pants and a white button-up, a navy tie, and a dark blue jacket on top. It was elegant, but I didn’t look like I was trying too hard with a full-blown suit. I shifted up behind Shane and kissed the back of his neck, earning me a small moan.
“I don’t know why you still work there. They clearly don’t respect you enough. They send you home with too much work, and you’re always complaining about how they barely pay you. They give you the freebies.”
“They aren’t all exactly freebies.” I winced. “They just don’t charge criminals as much for me.”
“I don’t get why, though. What’s the point?” Shane turned in my arms to look at me and frowned. “Aren’t people without money supposed to get free help? I did.”