“Ravish? Oh, I like the sound of that.” Phex was already hurrying to the bedroom.
“Trust me, you’re gonna love how it feels even more.”
Phex whipped off his shirt and dropped his shorts and underwear in one bold movement. Devlin had been a tad slower, but as soon as he set foot into the bedroom, he made quick work of his clothes as well.
“I promise we’ll take our time next time,” Daddy said. “But I have a lot of bottled-up need for you, sweetheart, so I hope you’ll forgive me if this first round is a bit hasty.”
How could Phex mind when the man clearly wanted him that much? Daddy grabbed his ass possessively, those strong fingers digging into his flesh as he yanked Phex’s body against his own and took his mouth. The kiss was everything Phex had expected it to be and then some. Dominant. Toe-curling. Insanely hot—though maybe that was purely his libido, which seemed to have gone into overdrive. Daddy’s hands skimmed Phex’s back, floating down his spine, then found his ass and gently kneaded it.
The kiss softened as if they’d both gotten the first fierce need out and now wanted a little time to taste, to explore, to revel in the sensation of their lips pressed against each other, their noses brushing, their tongues engaging in an intricate dance as old as time, of nipping and licking, nibbling and flicking. Hands roamed naked bodies, and oh, how amazing that furry chest felt against his own smooth one. The air around them fizzled and sizzled, and Phex’s heart raced a hundred miles per hour.
He snaked his hand down between their bodies and groped Daddy’s hard cock, rubbing the palm of his hand against it. “Want me to take care of that for you, Daddy?” he whispered against Daddy’s lips.
“Mmm, fuck, yes. I’ve been dreaming of you on your knees for me, boy.”
Phex dropped to his knees without thought, thankful for the plush carpet he’d picked for his bedroom. No sore knees for him while sucking dick, thank you very much. He nuzzled Daddy’s groin, deeply inhaling his scent. Mmm, so good. Potent, masculine. Daddy.
A thick drop of fluid trembled at the tip of Daddy’s cock, and he caught it with his tongue before it fell, moaning when the rich taste hit his mouth. He lapped at the tip again, then kissed it like he’d kiss the tip of someone’s nose. God, he wanted to taste all of him, everywhere. Crawl inside him if he could. How come this need that had been asleep for months had suddenly awoken with such fervor?
He’d ponder that later. For now, he wanted more. He wanted all of Daddy. He sucked him in, carefully at first, then grabbed the base of Daddy’s cock and brought it in deeper. The tip hit the back of his throat, and he gagged.
“Sshh, sweetheart… Don’t go too fast,” Daddy said, lacing his fingers through Phex’s hair.
Daddy didn’t understand. Phex wanted to choke on that cock. He needed to feel him, to feel alive and in the moment. And so he took him in again, focusing on relaxing his throat. Fuck, yes, that was more like it. His mouth full of cock, his eyes already watering, and his breath practically choked off. Daddy’s eyelids lowered as he hummed with pleasure while Phex sucked with abandon, almost dizzy with the effort. He’d forgotten how much he loved to have something in his mouth. Something other than his binkie, that was.
For minutes, he tortured himself like this—and Daddy at the same time, bringing him to the edge and then slowing down. Daddy’s grip on his hair became painful, the sharp sting only adding to Phex’s pleasure. He’d missed this. God, he’d missed this.
“You’re really, really good at this,” Daddy growled. “But if you want me inside you, you’re gonna have to back off, sweetheart. Can’t hold on much longer.”
With regret, Phex let go. As much as he loved this, his need to feel Daddy inside him was even bigger. “Yes, Daddy.”
Daddy dragged him to his feet, then kissed his drooling mouth. “You like having something in your mouth, don’t you?”
Phex nodded, his eyes dark with lust.
“Mmm, I thought so. A little oral fixation is what we have here. We’ll have some fun with that, baby boy. Make you suckle on my cock while I read…or before bedtime.”
A flash of heat traveled through Phex’s body, making him shiver with the force. The idea of being Daddy’s little cock warmer… That was way hotter than he could’ve imagined. “Yes, Daddy.”
It came out breathlessly.
Daddy kissed him again. “Good to know that idea turns you on as much as it does me. But for now, we have other priorities.” He leaned back. “You’re still okay with going bare?”
“I’ve seen your test results, and we’re both on PReP anyway.”
“Good. I can’t wait to make you mine.”
Daddy tugged his wrist, and they tumbled onto the bed, where Daddy rolled on top of Phex, kissing him as if his life depended on it. His weight pressed Phex into the mattress, his coarse hairs scratching against Phex’s skin, and he loved every second of it. Then Daddy made his way down, pressing soft kisses on Phex’s jawline, then along his neck, where he sucked hard enough it would leave a hickey for sure. The idea of wearing Daddy’s mark thrilled Phex to no end.
Kisses on his shoulders, his collarbones. Daddy lavished his nipples with attention, kissing them, then sucking them and even bringing his teeth into play until Phex was squirming on the bed, his hands clawing the sheets. He’d clearly discovered how sensitive Phex’s nipples were, a blessing and sweet torture at the same time.
Daddy’s tongue dragged farther south, finding Phex’s belly button, which was explored in detail. Phex moaned, practically thrashing on the bed by now, unable to keep still under the onslaught of sensations. “Daddy…Daddy…”
He wasn’t even sure what he was begging for, but Daddy would know. He always knew.
“Hush, sweetheart. Daddy’s got you.”
See? He had nothing to worry about. Daddy knew what he needed.