Chapter 6

CHAPTER 6

DEAN

"So, should I sleep on the floor?" Andrew licked his lips, and he stared at my bare chest.

"I think the bed is big enough for us both to share." I patted the space in front of me. "Why don't you come lie down and rest? It's been a long day."

"Okay." Andrew joined me on the bed and lay still next to me. I glanced at his sleep pants and chuckled. "What? Why are you laughing?"

" Scooby Doo sleep pants have to be the most adorable thing you could have worn."

"Stop it. Don't make fun of my pajamas. Scooby Doo is my comfort show. Stop judging."

"No judging, babe." I caressed his cheek, and he closed his eyes. "I mean it when I say it's adorable. And I appreciate adorable things."

"You do?"

"I do." I slid a piece of his hair out of his eyes. "I want to kiss you."

"Then, kiss me." Andrew's voice was a whisper, but it was all I needed to hear. I leaned in and kissed Andrew tenderly and tentatively, taking my first taste of the sweet boy. But he proved to be less sweet when he pushed me back onto the pillows and straddled my hips. "Fuck me."

"Are you sure?"

"Definitely." Andrew swiveled his hips and rocked his ass along my hardening cock. "I was going to try to keep this platonic, but I can't. I don't want to deny this between us. I need to feel you inside me."

"Okay. But I want to get a few things established between us first." I groaned when he leaned down, licked my neck, and sucked in the skin just long enough to leave a tiny bruise.

"What do you need to say?"

"I sometimes like things a little spicier. Not everyone is into that. I can do vanilla sex if that is the only kind you want, but I needed to let you know I would love to get a little dirtier with you."

Andrew leaned up a bit and tilted his head. "You like it a bit kinky? I might be into that. I haven't done much, but I have read about some things that I found quite interesting. Tell me more about what you want."

"I want you to call me Daddy."

"Oh, I can do that. And what will you call me?"

"My good boy."

A small, pleased hum slipped from his lips, and his eyes lowered to my jeans-clad bulge. "Can I touch you now, Daddy?"

"First, I want to ask if you know of any absolute no-gos. The things you refuse to try in the bedroom."

Andrew cocked his head and was silent for a moment. "I don't do watersports, blood, or pain. A tiny, light spanking might be fun, but I am not a pain slut and have no desire to try anything more severe."

"That works for me." I brushed my knuckles down his cheek, loving the softness of his ivory skin.

"Right now, though, I just want to feel your cock deep inside my ass and have you fuck me until I forget my own name."

"I'm not sure if I can make you forget your name, but I can definitely leave you breathless."

"Okay, Daddy. Now, less talking and more fucking." Andrew slid off me and went over to his bag, grabbing a small tube of lube from the front pocket.

"I see you are prepared." I gestured to the lube in his hand. "Part of me is happy you have that because I forgot to grab some myself, but the other part of me is jealous, thinking of you having that in there for someone else to use on you."

Andrew tossed the tube at me, and I caught it with my right hand. "I bought it at the gas station this morning when I ran in for the water bottles. I was thinking only of you when I purchased it."

"Good boy." I patted the space on the bed next to me. "Now, get over here so I can get that ass ready for my cock."

Andrew climbed onto the bed and over my body, his movement hypnotizing and seductive. I had never felt more turned on by a simple movement. Something told me there were many things I would feel with this man that I had never experienced before. I was there for it all.

I applied some of the gel to my fingers and used my other hand to guide Andrew's head closer. I needed to feel his lips against mine.

As our tongues danced, I worked his hole open with my fingers. Stretching and preparing my boy to take my thick cock had me close to the edge. I felt like a much younger man experiencing sex for the first few times with the way my body was ready to unload, and I hadn't even gotten inside him yet.

"Daddy," Andrew panted against my mouth. "Please. I need your cock. I want you to fill me with your cum."

"Fuck." I grabbed him by the hips and positioned him over my erect cock. I had already spread a generous amount of lube on myself, so once I had his hole where I needed it to be, I thrust my hips and entered him quickly and deeply.

"Yes. Fuck. Don't stop."

"I won't, boy. I'll fuck you forever if you let me."

Quick, deep thrusts were met with moans of pleasure and a sweet bite of pain as Andrew buried his face in my neck and clamped down on my shoulder. I blame a teenage obsession with a particular vampire series for my biting kink, and, somehow, Andrew knew exactly what to do.

"I'm gonna come," Andrew breathed out, and I would be right behind him. As my climax overtook me, my vision turned white, and I swore that I felt like I was high. I'd be a billionaire if that feeling could be captured in a pill and sold. And Andrew was the only man who had ever brought me to that point.

With a satisfied grin, Andrew collapsed on me and rolled to lie beside me. "I'll get up in a moment to clean up."

"Just stay here a moment." I turned my head and kissed the man beside me. "I can't feel my legs yet."