Chapter 2

It has beena long time since I've been with someone in their early twenties, but Ben doesn't disappoint, not even in the slightest. He's hot as sin and eager to please. And I'm more than willing to teach him some new things.

"How old are you?" Ben asks, walking out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Thirty-one. Do you mind the age gap?"

He shakes his head. "Not at all. People say that older men know what they're doing. Now I'm able to confirm that's the truth."

I chuckle. "I'm glad I'm satisfying you so far."

He licks his lips, dipping his chin. "I'm more than satisfied, but I'm also ready for you to show me if your dick is as talented as your mouth."

I chuckle again, then tilt my head, gesturing for him to join me. I'm beyond pleased when he drops his towel and steps forward. The second he's within arm's reach, I pull him in for a searing kiss, enjoying the way he quickly melts into my embrace.

I wasn't sure how submissive Ben would be when we first met at the bar, considering how upfront and honest he was about wanting to fuck. Obviously, some submissives are forward, but I also wouldn't have put it past Ben to be a power bottom.

To say the least, I've been pleasantly surprised with how well he lets me take the lead. And when he called me Daddy for the first time, I almost came in my pants. The way he tentatively said it, I'm sure it was a first for him, but I'm always up for showing boys new sides to themselves.

"Lay on your stomach," I instruct, pulling away so he's able to obey, which he does quickly. I'm not sure how much experience Ben has with being submissive, but he's proving to be excellent at it.

With smooth movements, I position myself behind him, straddling his legs. His muscles are tight beneath my hands while I kneed his bubble butt, pulling his cheeks apart to reveal his sexy pucker.

This boy is so hot it should be illegal. His body is strong and toned. What does he do to keep it in pristine shape like this? You don't get a body like this from sitting on the couch all day. Take it from me, I work my butt off to keep in shape, but even I don't have muscles like this boy does.

Desperate to taste his cake, I lower myself, giving him a long, slow lick, smiling when he shivers. I hum to show my appreciation of how delicious he tastes before lapping at him again, and again, and again.

Ben's moans fill the room, becoming louder as I lick his hole and nibble at his rim. I've always had a thing for loud lovers, and Ben is proving to be exactly what I crave in a man.

I stiffen my tongue, shoving it inside Ben's entrance, swirling it around to soften him. One of my favorite things about sex is the buildup and the foreplay.

Obviously, I've had my fair share of quick fucks, but that isn't what I enjoy anymore. I want to take my time with the boys I bring to my bed. I want to tease them and turn them into whimpering messes before I fuck them so hard they struggle to walk straight.

Unfortunately, I haven't had the time to do that in what feels like forever. I've been working myself to the bone, trying to prove to my colleagues and bosses that I'm good at what I do. It's been paying off, but my personal life has become obsolete because of it.

This is why I was desperate to run away this summer. And boy, am I glad I did. I've been at this resort for five days now and was beginning to give up hope of finding a guy who checked off all my boxes. I've met plenty of sexy men here, but none that instantly turned me on like Ben did. I almost brought back a few to my room, but something always stopped me.

With Ben it was different. The connection was instant. Nothing in the back of my head was shouting to put the brakes on.

I take my time fucking Ben's ass with my tongue, relishing in his unique taste. Have I ever tasted anything this delicious? If I have, it's been far too long.

Once I feel like he's ready, I suck on my fingers, getting them good and wet so I'm able to stretch his hole. I don't have the world's largest cock, but if I don't at least give this sexy boy a quick prep, it's going to hurt, which isn't what I want. I like to fuck hard, but I'm not about causing intense pain.

"Yesss," Ben hisses out when I slide in my first finger.

"Damn, you're tight. How long has it been since you've had anything in this perfect channel?" I inquire.

"It's been a hot minute," he shares. "Life has been busy."

His words hit deep in my bones. Clearly, I'm not the only one who has put their personal life on the back burner. But how busy could a twenty-year-old's life really be? He's probably in college, but doesn't that normally entail studying a little and partying as hard as you can? Even if he took his studies seriously and wasn't into the party scene, I still can't see how he wouldn't have the time to mess around. Part of me wants to find out what he has going on in his life that is stopping him from living as freely as he should at his age, but this is just a hookup, not a relationship.

I push away the desire to get to know him on a level I probably shouldn't and get my head back in the game.

I need to spend extra time getting this sexy boy ready, which is no hardship at all. I massage one ass cheek with my free hand and slide in a second finger. It might have been a while for him, but it's obvious he is not a virgin with how quickly he relaxes his muscles.

Scissoring my fingers, I lick at his rim again, allowing my tongue to slide inside once more, ensuring he stays nice and wet.

"So fucking good." He pants as I continue to fuck him with my tongue and fingers. His hips tremble every once in a while, telling me he is trying his hardest not to hump the bed, which fills my chest with pride. I love that he knows I wouldn't want him doing that.

"Are you ready for my cock?" I ask, fucking him with my fingers and nailing his prostate a couple of times.

"God, yes!" he cries out. "Fuck me, Daddy, please!"

I love how the title falls from his lips with ease this time.

"Mmm… that's my good needy boy! Now move to the edge of the bed and position yourself on your hands and knees," I instruct, sliding my fingers out and getting off the bed to collect a condom and bottle of lube.

When I turn around, Ben is already in position, making me grin.

With ease, I tear open the condom wrapper and sheath my erection. "You're so fucking sexy," I state, strutting toward him, rubbing my hand up his spine once I'm close enough to touch him. "You've been such a good boy for me. Are you ready for your reward?"

He hums in response, lapping up my words of praise. "Yes, Daddy."

I pour a dollop of lube onto my fingers and rub his beautiful pucker before slipping them into his greedy hole, making sure he's nice and slick.

"Please, Daddy," he begs when I don't instantly slide my dick in.

"Patience, baby. I don't want to hurt you," I state. "You want this to feel good, don't you?"

He nods. "Yes, but I just want to be filled with your cock. Please, fuck me, Daddy."

I pull my fingers out and stroke my dick with the excess lube.

"I love it when you use your manners," I croon, lining my cock up with his entrance. "I'm not going to be gentle. If you're not ready, tell me now."

"I'm ready, fuck me so hard I'll be feeling it for the rest of my stay here," he pleads.

I can't stop the growl that crawls up my chest at his words. I love a boy who isn't afraid to voice what he wants.

With a firm grip on his hips, I thrust forward, sliding into his warm channel with a groan.

"Sooo goood," Ben cries out when I bury myself deep inside him.

"It's only going to get better," I assure him before pounding into him like I promised.

My balls smack against his taint as I fuck him hard and fast. I've spent my time teasing and pleasuring my boy, and now it's time to let loose. I don't care how fast either of us come because, either way, it's going to be mind-blowingly good.

With grueling thrusts, I pound into Ben with everything I have. His cries of pleasure let me know he's enjoying this as much as I am.

Sweat covers our bodies, and I'm panting hard as I keep my pace. When my balls start to draw up, I reach under Ben's body to stroke his cock. My fist slides up and down his dick in movements that match my hips, and his whimpers become even louder.

"Are you close?" I check.

"Y-y-yes," he stammers, sounding desperate to let go.

"Give it to me, baby."

It's like my words have the power to send him over the edge because he shouts, shooting his load and covering the bed with his thick seed.

His channel clamps down around my cock with his orgasm, drawing my release.

"Fuck," I yell, coming so hard my head spins a little. It's been a long time since I've had an orgasm this intense.

I continue to buck my hips until my cock is spent. Only then do I still and slowly slide out of the sexy boy who has collapsed into the pile of his cum. Clearly, I fucked him good enough for his limbs to give out.

"Want another shower, then grab a bite to eat?" I check with Ben, who flashes me a satiated grin.

"Sounds like a solid plan. Maybe you should call room service to clean your bedding," he suggests.

I laugh. "That's not a bad idea."

I help Ben up, pulling him into my arms and kissing him gently before we head to the bathroom.

Ben is exactly the type of boy I would want in my life full-time. But any man deserves better than what I have to offer. That's why I don't have a boyfriend. I'll just have to soak up the couple of days I have with Ben.