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Sleepily, I nod.

“Get on the floor on your back.” I happily listen, grateful I don’t have to hold my body up any longer. “Keep that tongue at the ready, it’s about to get a workout.”

Before he does anything else, Cole reaches down and removes the massager from my asshole. Then I watch as he stands and removes his shorts. His cock is already at full attention. He straddles my head, facing away from my feet.

“Stick your tongue out again, fucktoy. Let Daddy use it.”

I listen without question.

He lowers himself to the ground with his knees on either side of my face. He settles his ass over me, and my tongue dives between his cheeks and dances back and forth over his hole.

“Oh, yeah. Just like that, you fucking asslicker. Keep that tongue out, nice and stiff for Daddy.” He bounces his ass up and down, panting, and I revel in the sight of what I’m doing to him.

“Keep that mouth open for me.” He scoots backward until his balls fall between my lips, and I suck them into my mouth. I reach around him, fisting his cock and stroking him as I juggle his balls with my tongue.

“Jesus, you’re too fucking good at this to have never done it before.”

Before I can track what’s happening, he pulls out of my mouth and turns his body so he’s facing in the other direction.

He holds his cock out for me, and I open up. Sliding it through my lips, I take him all the way down into my throat, his position allowing him to go deeper than ever. If I hadn't had the orgasm I just did, I think I’d be ready to explode all over again.

He fucks my mouth, moaning as his pleasure mounts.

“Fuck… Ooooh fuuuckk… Are you ready to take Daddy’s load again, cumslut?”

I can’t speak, so I groan my response, letting him know I want him to fill me with his hot seed. A second later, he’s shooting it into the back of my throat. I gag blissfully as he pulls out just enough so I can swallow before going back in. As he thrusts a few more times, I finally feel him growing soft between my lips.

Fuck, that was amazing. Everything I didn’t know I needed.

He scoots off me, turning around so we’re face to face once more.

“Did you like that, toy?”

Dazed, I nod my head. He presses his thumb between my lips, and I open for him. Spit drools from his mouth into mine, which I graciously accept, before he claps his hand on my cheek a few times.

“Get into bed. I’m not done with you yet, but we both need a little rest first.”

Cole

As Mason climbs into bed, I grab a butt plug from my supplies and stick it in my mouth, making sure it’s slippery. I don’t want him to tighten back up so much that I can’t get my dick in him in a couple hours.

Kneeling on his mattress, I spread his cheeks apart to find his hole. He groans softly against the intrusion at first, but takes it in like a fucking champ.

I’m so goddamned proud of him. I knew I saw something in him the moment he stepped foot in this room. Patting his asscheek, I pull his comforter over him and grab the prostate massager off the floor.

Taking it into the bathroom, I clean it off while we’re still alone in the house. It won’t be much longer before people start coming back, and I don’t want to be anywhere around when they do.

While scrubbing, I get a good look at myself in the mirror, taking in the smug, euphoric expression on my face. I’ve been fucking waiting for this. To dominate Mason, to use him for my own pleasure, and open his eyes to a world he never knew he needed.

Yes, I should have made our arrangement longer, there’s no way I’m going to be satisfied with only one night of him, but I’m never wrong about my targets, and I know he’ll be back for more—whether he forgets about Avery after this or not.

But we have a few hours remaining of our arrangement. After a quick rest, I’ll finally let my dick explore his asshole before he gets his freedom back.

Chapter Eight

Mason

I’m so worn out, I don’t remember falling asleep. And I don’t know how long I’ve been out before I feel something—him, Daddy—crawl into bed with me.