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Spinning me around, his hands find the button of my pants and it comes undone with ease. My zipper is next before I feel him pull my jeans and boxers down until my ass is bare. A second later, his smooth tip is tracing a path between my cheeks, then he presses it against my asshole.

A delicious chill floats up my spine.

Fuck, are we really going to do this here? I-I don’t know if I’m ready. Mentally, yes, I’m fucking ready to go. Physically though? Well, I thought we’d work up to this before jumping right in. But I don’t voice my fears.

“You think you’re ready for this cock, toy? Are you ready for me to fuck this tight little asshole of yours?”

I swallow. “Y-yes, Daddy. I want you to use all my holes for your pleasure.”

Just then, I feel a sharp sting across my ass cheek, and heat blooms in the wake of his smack. Then another one on the other cheek. The sound vibrates off the walls, but the music is so loud outside of this room, there’s no way anyone else would hear it.

Fuck, the sting feels amazing. “Oh, god,” I cry out.

He brings his lips to my ear, getting in nice and close. “No. Not God. Me. Who am I?”

“You’re my Daddy.”

“That’s right, toy. I’m your Daddy.”

I feel Cole’s cock at my crack again, only this time it feels like he’s fucking my asscheeks, running himself between them lengthwise so he’s the only one feeling the pleasure. Though the sensation of being used brings me my own satisfaction, too.

Finally he reaches around and takes my cock in his hand again. My eyes roll back into my head from the feeling of skin on skin. He humps my ass and strokes my cock a few times before stopping.

“Fuck, Haywood. We can’t be here right now. It’s too dangerous. I don’t trust myself not to make a huge mistake.”

He releases his hold on my cock, and I whimper at the loss.

“Pull your pants up and go.” Turning, I watch as he reaches for the back door, opening it. “Out here, so no one sees us leaving together. When you get back to our room, get into position and wait for me. I’ll be right behind you.”

Buttoning my pants, I take a few steps before I feel his hand wrap around my bicep, stopping me. I look back at him, panting.

“You better be ready for me, cocksucker. I don’t think you know what you’re about to get yourself into.”

“I’m ready to be anything you need me to be, Daddy.”

I kneel before Cole, legs spread, hands clasped behind my back, cock erect, and ready to be his willing plaything. He paces slowly in front of me in only a pair of gym shorts. I watch his cock sway back and forth with each step beneath the thin, shiny material.

“You’re not ready for my cock as you are right now. But there are ways to train your asshole, just like I was training your throat earlier. I hope you’re prepared for a long night ahead of you because we’re limited on time and there’s no way I’m letting you go without getting my cock inside that ass.”

His words are like an aphrodisiac, and I’m as hard for him as I was earlier when he had to get the soda can out. Walking over to the storage bin he removed from our closet when he first got back here, he opens it. He pulls out a black duffel bag as well as a stiff-looking pillow with a hole in the middle of it, which he tosses behind me before unzipping the bag.

I watch, high on anticipation, as he pulls several toys from inside.

Butt plugs of varying sizes, shapes and colors.

Two dildos—a larger one and a smaller one.

A few others that look like a hybrid dildo-butt-plug toy, but they aren’t like anything I’ve ever seen before.

The last thing he pulls out is a bottle of lube and some type of tube-like applicator.

“Okay, turn around and get on all fours for me. That’s called a prone pillow. Rest your face inside of the hole in the middle and reach back with your hands so you can hold yourself open for me.”

The buzzing feeling I had inside of me earlier, when Cole was stroking my dick, is back at the thought of being in such a vulnerable position for him. My dick throbs more painfully as I turn around and assume the position.

“Do you trust me, fucktoy, or do you need a narrated play-by-play of what I’m planning to do to you?”

Trusting Cole isn’t something I thought I could do before this morning. But there’s no way he would have been able to drive me so wild or bring me the kind of pleasure he has today without it.