Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30218 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 151(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30218 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 151(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
“It makes you want to come for me?”
He pulled in a shuddering breath, nodding. “It makes me want to call you Daddy.”
5
CASEY
However screwed I’d been the moment I met Rome, I was in ten times deeper, now.
I’d already called him Daddy and he hadn’t even gotten his lips around my cock yet. It was no secret that I liked it, and I’d joked about it with my friends for years—wanting to find a hot guy that would let me call him Daddy, thinking it was a little silly at first but then not being able to control myself when I fantasized about it and jerked off.
There was no real logic to it, and I’d long since given up trying to overthink it.
It was fucking hot. It made me hard. And when I had a bona fide, ten out of ten inferno level hot man making his way between my legs, with his greying hair brushing up against my thigh?
The word Daddy had just slipped out of my mouth unbidden, like I had no self-control at all.
Any worries I had quickly melted away, though, when I saw the look on Rome’s face. There was something so comforting about the way he looked at me, even when I was totally lost in my own horny fucking state of mind meltiness for him.
“Call me Daddy anytime you want,” he said, running a hand down the inside of my thigh. “Like right now. Or like when I first get my mouth around your cock. Or when I make you moan my name in a little while when you come for me.”
“Holy hell,” I uttered.
My heart was pounding hard. Every sensation in my body almost felt like a little too much, right now.
How could this be my life?
“Say what you want,” he told me, his voice dropping into the blindingly hot, deep, commanding tone he was learning I loved. “Use your words.”
“I want you,” I said immediately. “So fucking badly.”
He clicked his tongue, just sitting there between my legs. “Going to have to be more specific. And say my name.”
“Rome,” I whispered. “I want your lips around my cock. Please?”
“Is that what you want to call me, baby?” he asked. His eyes were like fire. His tone made my cock pulse.
“I want your mouth, Daddy,” I said. It was a good thing that I was lying down on the floor, because if I’d been standing right now, my knees would have gone completely weak.
“I know you do.”
He finally relented, lowering nearer to my cock. He positioned himself lower and started to press a trail of kisses along my inner thigh, still teasing me along but finally giving me the skin-on-skin contact I needed. Fantasizing about older men had always been fun, but having Rome right here between my legs was better. There was no question anymore that this was the hottest thing I’d ever done.
When he put his lips over the tip of my cock, dragging his tongue through the precum at my slit, I groaned deeply.
“You taste amazing,” he murmured.
“You feel…” I started to say, but I had no words that could accurately describe what he was doing to me. I was on another planet entirely when he started to suck, and even though he was starting slow and taking his time, I was already fucking there.
“I cannot wait to make you come for me,” he said after pulling off for a moment, gently pumping my cock with his fist as he looked at me.
He dipped back down a moment later, the wet heat of his mouth covering my shaft again.
“Thank you, Daddy,” I uttered, my voice broken and pathetic.
Big mistake.
Colossal fucking mistake.
Calling him that while he sank his mouth down around my cock, hot and wet and perfect, short-circuited something in my brain that I knew I couldn’t control.
My orgasm didnt surge in like a tidal wave—it fucking erupted, all at once, like an explosion.
Way too fast.
“Oh God—” I managed to say right as I realized it wasn’t going to wait, and that I was coming now, already, confirming every suspicion that I was absolutely desperate for Rome. Pleasure coiled in my stomach and I came in his mouth before I could regain any sense of self-control. I rocked my hips upward, my body unable to restrain itself from wanting more, more, more of him.
He let out a surprised but satisfied moan around me and took my load like a champion, of course.
But heat radiated through every inch of my body. I was blushing like a fucking fool, swearing under my breath more than I ever had.
“Holy hell,” I breathed, my eyes wide as fuck as I looked down at him. “That did not just happen. I’m so sorry, I never come that fast. Ever. Jesus Christ, can someone call the Guiness Book of World Records for most embarrassing orgasms of all time? I think I might have just won—”