Page 42 of His Last Chase
“It’s a gorgeous day, want to spend it outside?” He gathered our dishes and started cleaning up.
I stared out at the near perfect day. Well, perfect until the heat slapped you in the face as soon as you stepped outside. “Sounds good to me.”
Casey took a bit longer than me to emerge from the house and by the time he joined me I was already on the raft floating in the middle of the pool.
“Someone looks comfortable.”
He took the usual route via the stairs getting in while I had dove straight in. Best to get acclimated to the water temp in one jump was how I rolled. I’d grabbed both rafts beforehand so we could leisurely float and talk or just chill the hell out. Life was about to board the crazy train for me so I was soaking up all these moments while I could.
Casey fell off the raft the first time he tried to get on it and I nearly fell off my own laughing.
“Think that’s funny, huh?” He floated over and did his best to knock me off but failed.
“Nice try but you hashtag failed!” I clapped and cheered then dove in and rattled his raft just as he got situated and over he went again.
Stolen kisses, games of chicken and the right person’s hands on me and I was hard as a rock. It was like Casey brought a dormant trigger inside me to life. Receiving that first blowjob definitely broke the seal. Day and night since then sex had been at the forefront of my mind and even now, something as innocent as the games we were playing and…yeah, the rocket had launched.
“Fuck, what have you done to me?” More like what was he currently doing that drove me insane. His lips found every erogenous zone on my body. Right now he licked, nipped and sucked my neck and earlobe. His breath in my ear sent chills down my spine even in the Vegas heat.
“Whatever you’ll let me do and keep in mind,” he took my hand and slid it down the front of his trunks. On instinct I gripped his cock. The first one I had held outside of my own. I figured the first time I touched his I’d freak out, but right now I was so fucking horny I treated it like my own and stroked. “Chase,” he moaned. “Please.”
“Please, what?” I bit his collar bone. “What do you want, Daddy?”
Fuck, that word between us held so many meanings and right now I wanted to fuck Daddy. Many times I’d thought about that since he mentioned he’d let me top and I hoped it would happen this weekend.
“I want my boy buried deep inside me.”
I took his hand and nearly drug him out of the pool.
Who was I and what had they done with sweet Chase?
Made him horny as fuck and created a damn monster was what happened.
I whipped my trunks off, wiped down with the towel and turned to find Casey staring at me, mouth wide open.
“Are you okay? We don’t have to if you don’t want to.” Shit, I forgot to check with him first. I mean, I thought his begging plead said it all, but consent was everything and I had to learn to ask and not assume.
“Oh no, I’m good to go.” He turned and bent over, pointing that fine ass at me as he stripped down.
“Wait, what’s that?”
“Daddy, prepped for his boy in the hopes this would happen. This is a plug.”
“Shiiittt,” the word stretched out as the plug did the same to Daddy.
“Can I touch it?”
Daddy wiggled his ass in the air and winked at me over his shoulder. “Yes, please.”
There was a loop on the end of it that reminded me of a binky. I tugged and twisted, eliciting sweet gasps from Daddy so I kept doing it.
“Chase, I’m dripping and near the edge. I don’t want to come like this. I want you to fuck me.”
Holy shit. Daddy said fuck and he rarely cursed. Nice to know I wasn’t the only one on the verge of blowing his load.
“Let’s go.” I went to tug him up, but he stopped me.
“Don’t you want to take it out?” My sassy Daddy. If I had more experience I’d have been emboldened enough to replace the plug with my cock. As it was I wanted to make sure he was comfortable, and I didn’t come on impact. That was a hard battle to fight for sure.