Page 56 of Controlled Burn
“Oh, make no mistake, baby boy, I am starving, but not for lasagna.” He leaned down, covering my mouth with his. I opened for him with no hesitation.
I pressed my body tight against his, enthusiastically returning his kiss, but I wanted more than this. I grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pushed it up. “I want to feel your skin against mine, Daddy.”
He chuckled and released me before he grabbed the bottom of the shirt, pulled it over his head, and threw it to the side.
I reached out tentatively, running my hands over his pecs. Damn, he was so hot. So fucking hot, and he was all mine.
“What are you waiting for, Rabbit?” he asked, reaching out and taking off my glasses and setting them to the side before plucking at my shirt.
What was I waiting for? That was a really good question. I gripped the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head, tossing it over where his shirt was lying on the far end of the couch.
I turned in his lap so that I was straddling him and pressed my body to his. His arms came up behind me, holding me close. Heat radiated off his skin, and I could feel his heart beating against my chest. Nothing had ever felt so perfect.
“Let’s take this to the bedroom, baby boy.” He stood, taking me with him as my legs wrapped around his waist.
I couldn’t believe he planned to carry me to his room like this. I wasn’t a small guy, and no one had ever carried me anywhere. I didn’t know what I should be concerned about, the fact that I was with a guy who was capable of manhandling me like this or the fact that I loved it. But I did, so I decided not to worry about it, and I just buried my face in his neck instead and held on.
When we got to his bedroom, he released his grip on me, and my legs slid to the floor. I considered dropping all the way to my knees and tasting him right then and there, but before I could, he turned me around so we were standing with my back to his front his arms wrapped around me, as he kissed and sucked at my neck. I pushed my body back against his, rubbing my ass on his hard cock.
“Boy, you keep that up, and this’ll be over before we even start,” he said, growling in my ear. Who knew growling was so fucking sexy? I’d always thought it was kind of stupid when I read about it in books. I mean, seriously, who growled? But Keith did, and the way he did it made all my blood run south and my breath catch in my chest. He bit down on my ear lobe, and I groaned.
“I want you naked and on the bed now,” he said in what couldn’t be mistaken for anything less than an order, but I wasn’t complaining about him being bossy. I freaking loved it. I’d learned a lot about myself in our short time together, and the fact that I liked for him to order me around was just one new thing to add to the list.
I quickly reached for the button on my pants, pushing them down my legs, taking my black cotton briefs with them before kicking them to the side. Then I climbed up on the bed and waited.
“On your knees, Rabbit.”
I went up on my knees and rested the front of my body on my elbows. I watched as he took off his pants, as well. My gaze was glued to him as he slowly stalked around the bed to the side table and pulled out the lube. This wasn’t the first time I’d seen him naked, but tonight, it was like he was putting on a show for me. He had thick muscular thighs, rock-hard abs, and the most beautiful cock I’d ever seen. He moved to the end of the bed so that he was standing behind me and tossed the condom and the lube there beside me.
“Damn, Rabbit, the things I want to do to you should be illegal.”
He grabbed my hips and pulled me backward to the end of the bed so he could reach me easier. Then he slowly parted my cheeks and ran one finger down my crack, brushing it lightly over my hole.
I moaned and dropped my head to the bed, anticipating what was coming next. It hadn’t escaped my notice the first time I saw his monster bed that it was the perfect height for him to fuck me on it while he was standing, and I was in the perfect position for him to do exactly that.
I braced myself, expecting to feel the cold sensation of lube next, but I wasn’t at all prepared to feel his tongue as he buried his face in my ass and licked at my hole. He teased my hole gently but firmly, lapping at it until I thought I was going to lose my mind. Then he probed deeper, sliding the tip of his tongue inside me.
“Oh, fuck, that feels so good.” I grasped the comforter in my hands and held on while he fucked me with his tongue. “Daddy, I’m going to come.”
“No, you aren’t. You’ll come when I tell you to, baby boy, and not a moment sooner.”
I took a deep, steadying breath. I’d never had to wait before. Never had to ask permission, but I wanted to be good for him. So I nodded in agreement.
“Use your words, Rabbit. Tell me you understand.”
“I understand, Daddy. Not until you say.”
“That’s a good boy. Now roll over.”
I did as he said and rolled over on my back. He wrapped his hands under my knees and pulled me even closer to him so that my legs were hanging off the bed. He stepped up between them and took both our cocks in one hand, pumping a few times, using the pre-cum that leaked from our cocks as lubrication as he sped up his strokes.
I moaned and bucked up against him in time with his hand. It didn’t take long before I was close to coming again, but he’d said I had to wait.
“Daddy,” I whined. “I’m close again.”
He let go of our cocks, and I whimpered. Stopping was the last thing I wanted him to do. What I wanted was for him to give me permission to freaking come.
“I want to be inside you when you come, baby boy.” He reached for the bottle of lube where he’d tossed it on the bed and grabbed it and the condom.