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“Fuck,” I moan. “More, Daddy.”

“Dammit, Blush.” His hand comes down hard and I whine at the sting. “Is this what you want?”

“Yessss.”

“Call me that again and I’ll stop.”

I whine with frustration. He got me. Fuck.

“I’ll send you home with a red ass and a hard dick and I won’t let you come until I say you can. Is that what you’re looking for?”

“Mm, kind of, yeah.”

“Brat.”

“Mm-hmm. You like it.”

He’s silent as he rubs my ass, soothing my punished skin. “Roll over.”

I awkwardly flip over, managing to stay on his lap. Whisper rubs his hand over my stomach, up to my chest where he squeezes my nipples, eliciting a moan from me, then down again. As he runs his hand over my throbbing cock, his eyes heat.

“I’m gonna suck you off now, but if you misbehave, if you call me Daddy, it all stops. Do you understand?”

Fuck yeah. That’s what I’m talking about.

“I do.” I nod. “I understand.”

“And if you fuck up or want to be a brat, I’ll be the meanest Daddy you can imagine. I promise you won’t like that.”

His voice dipped to a dark place that is definitely making me feel hot, sexy things. I nod obediently. “Whatever you say, Whisper.”

He makes a soft noise as he yanks my jock down to free my cock.

“Fuck. You’re pretty.”

“My dick?”

“Mm-hmm. Everything about you, but yeah, you have a nice dick.”

He lifts me easily off his lap and lays me down—impressive considering I’m no twink. Then he slides to the floor on his knees and spreads my legs apart to slip between them. I watch as he dots my inner thighs with kisses before pressing his nose to my balls and inhaling.

His eyelids flutter and my stomach does funny things watching him enjoy me so much. My hookups are always quick and dirty, mostly in the dark, in parking lots or cars or bar bathrooms. It’s never been like this.

He pulls my jock farther down, then his mouth finds my ball sac, and he sucks gently as he nuzzles his nose against the base of my cock. His hands massage my thighs as he rises and finally, thankfully, draws my length into his mouth.

He goes for it, not teasing me at all, just swallowing as much of me as he can at once, and he can handle a lot.

He turns his pretty hazel eyes up to meet my gaze as he sucks me within an inch of my life. I’m already squirming, twisting my fingers in his thick brown hair, but keeping my eyes locked on him too. This is intense, sexy, and addictive as fuck.

He moans around my cock, sending the sensation vibrating through me. Then he swallows me so deeply his lips hit the base of my cock. I melt into him, my body curving around his head, gripping his shoulders as he brings me to a climax that hits so hard, I gasp for air.

White spots fill my vision, and I could swear my body has left the bed and I’m just floating in space, Whisper’s hot mouth milking every drop out of me.

He eases off but keeps my softening cock in his mouth as he lays his head on my thigh. I play with his hair while I drift back into my body.

I’m stunned.

I didn’t even know sex could be like that. That it could pull me into another realm of pleasure. That I could feel an orgasm in my toes. Hell, in every part of me. And that was just a blow job.