Chapter 10

The clock ticks loudlyon the wall as I take a few centering breaths, ensuring I'm in control of my body before I follow Ben to my bed. When I feel like I'm not about to suddenly blow anymore, I head toward my waiting boy.

A smile spreads across my lips when I find Ben waiting patiently. I lean against the doorframe for a moment to take in how stunning he is.

His cock is tenting his boxers, and I'm filled with pride that he didn't take them off, waiting for my instructions. He's such a perfect boy. His eyes are filled with lust as he watches me watching him, but he doesn't rush me to join him.

"Did you touch yourself while you were waiting?" I check, making my way to the bed with steady footsteps, keeping my eyes on Ben the entire time.

"No, Daddy. My cock is yours," he assures me.

I almost get lightheaded from the idea of Ben being only mine. But that's not what this is. He's mine in the bedroom, and for the few stolen hours we'll get here and there, he isn't actually mine. He's not my partner, he's just my fuck buddy. That's what we agreed to, and it's what is best for both of us, but there is a small inner part of me that wants more.

"You're such a good boy," I praise, then open the nightstand drawer to grab the lube and a condom, tossing them on the bed, then sit next to Ben. "Are you ready for Daddy to stretch you?"

He bobbles his head quickly. "Please, Daddy. I need you so bad. I can't stop thinking about how good it feels to have you inside me."

"Take your underwear off and flip over," I instruct, picking up the bottle of lube while he listens to my command.

Right now, Ben is eager to listen, desperate for me to fuck him this very second, but I bet his bratty side will be back next time we are together, and it's going to be so much fun when he's challenging me more. This sexy boy has an inner brat who is dying to be sassy and push back, but not now. Not yet, anyway. That day will come, and it's going to be fucking heaven to discipline him, turn his ass a bright shade of red, edge him, and deny his orgasm until he's a blubbering mess, begging to be fucked.

That day will be nothing short of amazing.

I pour a decent amount of lube onto my fingers, and once they're coated, I slide them through the crack of Ben's bubble butt. Now that I'm aware he's a hockey player, his perfect ass makes a lot of sense, the same as how his body is toned to perfection. He clearly puts in a lot of effort to make sure his body is in top shape for his sport, and I respect that. I can't wait to watch him play.

With gentle pressure, I circle my index finger around Ben's pucker a couple of times before sliding it in.

"Gah," Ben cries out, making me smirk.

"That feel good, baby?" I check, and he nods into the pillow.

"So good, Daddy. But your dick is going to be even better."

I snicker. "Patience, boy, or I might take all the time in the world to stretch you."

Ben tilts his head toward me, showing off his pout. "Please don't, Daddy. I promise I'll be a good boy, but I need you. It's been too long."

Careful not to pull my finger out of him, I move into a lying position by his side and press my lips to his while sliding in a second digit at the same time.

"How often have you been thinking about me?" I question, continuing to stretch his needy hole at the same time.

"Every night," he whispers. "Even before I knew you were the hot new professor. I dreamed about you often, but the dreams became a nightly occurrence after I saw you in your classroom."

I kiss him again, sliding my tongue into his mouth when he gasps at the addition of a third finger. I'm happy we're on the same page about how much we're thinking about each other.

By the time I have a fourth finger inside him, Ben is a whimpering mess, and my cock is throbbing.

"Are you ready?" I ask, slipping my fingers out of him and shucking my sweats off.

"I've been ready forever," he replies as I'm sheathing myself.

I chuckle, then straddle his thick thighs, leaning over his prone body to line myself up with his entrance. I push my hips forward, breaching his hole, and groan at the tightness of his channel. His body is already choking my cock, and we're barely getting started.

"You feel fantastic," I tell him, leaning closer to kiss his shoulder. I'm practically lying on top of him at this moment, but he isn't complaining.

"Fuck," Ben breathes out. "Your cock is so big."

"You love being this full, don't you, sweet boy?"

He whimpers and nods. "Yes, Daddy. I love how much you stretch me."

Once I'm fully inside him, I pepper kisses along his shoulder and neck, giving myself a second to catch my breath. Ben is ridiculously tight right now. Has he not been with anyone else since our time together this summer? It's stupid even to consider something like that because why the hell would he not be sleeping with others?

The mere thought of him only being with me fills me with this headiness. I'm a possessive man, hence why I made the rule about us being exclusive.

"Have you been with anyone else since we met this summer?" I ask, pulling my hips back until my cock almost slips out of him, then slams back into him hard.

"No, Daddy," he whimpers, and I repeat the motion.

"Why not?" I question, continuing to fuck him hard and slow.

"I tried to," he admits. "But all of my thoughts have been consumed by you."

My head spins from his confession. I haven't slept with anyone either, but to be honest, that's my normal. I'm not typically the kind of guy who messes around. Sure, I've had my fair share of one-night stands, but deep down, I'm more of a relationship guy. I just haven't had the time to commit to one, which is why Ben's crazy idea intrigued me so much. I don't have to worry about being distant when I'm knee-deep in papers to grade or trying to carve out time to make sure he knows how special he is. We'll get together when we have time, have mind-blowing sex, and then go back to our lives. It's kind of perfect, actually.

"Turn over," I command, pulling out. I want a better angle to nail his prostate and have him seeing stars.

Ben instantly obeys my order, and the second he's in position, I push his knees up and slide back in.

"Yes!" he cries out, his chin tipping up and his back arching when I find his pleasure spot.

"You're such a loud boy, aren't you?" I ask, fucking him with all I have. "Let me hear how loud you can be. Show Daddy how much you love it when he fucks you."

Sweat is dripping down my back while I try to keep up the punishing pace I've set, and with how Ben gets louder and louder, it's obvious he's enjoying every minute of it.

Ben's cock bobs against his stomach, leaving a trail of precum as I hit his prostate over and over again. My thoughts travel back to the fourth time we had sex at the resort, and he came hands-free. I'm tempted to try to make that happen again, but my spine is tingling, which is a telltale sign I won't last much longer. So I grip his dripping cock, running the palm of my hand over the head to collect his precum and start to jack him off.

"Shit. Fuck. Oh my God. I'm going to come," he yells, and I click my tongue at him.

"Did you ask?" I check with him.

"Shit. Shit. Shit," he sputters. "Can… can I please come, Daddy," he begs, squeezing his eyes shut, most likely trying to hold off on shooting his load.

"Yes, sweet boy. Come for Daddy. Cover those perfect abs with your cum," I command, and he instantly lets go.

He shoots his load like a geyser, a decent amount landing on his face, which is impressive. The rest covers his abs and chest in a sweet, sticky layer. As he comes, his channel clamps down around me, pulling me into the euphoric abyss along with him.

I grunt and fill the condom, my head spinning a little from the intense orgasm. Considering I've been jerking off every night to memories of Ben, I shouldn't be coming this hard, but I am. Maybe that's why I'm unable to push the sexy boy out of my head. Sex with him is different than anyone I've ever been with, and now that I've been with him again, I'm going to have a hard time letting him go.

That's not something I'm going to worry about right now. Instead, I'm going to clean up the sexy boy in my bed, let him rest, refuel him, then fuck him until the sun comes up.