Page 9 of His Biker Daddy

“Just to be treated the way he treats his little, loved like that by someone. I know, see that now. I don’t know how he kept it together long enough to get Everly back.

If it’d been you…there’d be a lot more dead bodies lying around and I wouldn’t have done it nearly as quietly.

I love you, Cash. That’s how I feel about you and knowing that you’ve always craved a daddy makes it easier to enjoy this, not worry that you’re going to want something new in a few months, a couple years.

I see it now that you won’t. That this is the role you not only want but need to live and I’m more than okay with anyone knowing just how much daddy controls you.

If anyone says shit, they’ll be dealing with me, okay? ” I say, as he gives me a smile.

“Okay daddy, do whatever you want with your little boy,” he states, and I pull him out of the room, taking us downstairs to get some food.

A few eyes turn our way as we move into the room, some double-takes happening when they see my collar around his neck, and I slip my hand up onto the back of it, leading us towards a table with my brothers Stealth, Crypto, Knuckles and Rambo from my club, along with a few guys from the Reapers.

The rest of the Keepers already split to head back to town, but these four stayed to ensure our trails are covered with any police that come looking—especially for the chief of police we took out.

I lift my chin at a couple of the guys who eyebrows keep lifting as they look out way, daring them to say shit.

No comes over to start any, and we shoot the breeze as they fill us in on the cleanup work they’ve done today while I was preoccupied with my ‘new toy’ as Stealth put it.

It put a flush on Cash’s face, and I pulled him over towards me, giving him a kiss, patting his cheek, which just made it deepen.

My cock pulsed in response seeing it and I wrap my hand around the strap, tugging him out of his chair and down onto his knees in front of me.

His cheeks turn even redder but his eyes light up with excitement and I pull out my cock my cock despite everyone still in the room.

“Open up, boy. Time to take care of daddy’s cock. ”

He lets out a little moan as I pull him onto my cock, his hair in my hand as I pull him up and down it, forcing him deeper onto it, over and over.

He sucks hard and I shove his head down onto my cock, coming hard and long.

Cash licks me clean as he lifts up, his lips smiling and I pull him up onto my lap, straddling me before kissing him as Stealth lets out a low chuckle.

I slip a hand into the back of Cash’s jeans after unbuckling them, giving me room, and I let my hand rub and tease his cheeks, and balls, before turning onto the plug.

I don’t give a shit who’s watching. My boy needs his hole stretched and I fucking love teasing him with it.

Seeing his red cheeks as he fights between embarrassment that others can easily see him being played with and his need for even more of it.

I keep playing with him, pulling the plug out to the tip before pushing it back in, moving it in a circle to push on his walls, teach them to stretch.

Every time I angle it towards his prostate, he lets out a little moan, his hips lifting and I can see the slight movement of the strap.

It’s turning him on to be daddy’s play toy and I speed up a bit, pulling a curse from him.

“Fuck, daddy, please,” he cries, his eyes meeting mine. “Please stop.”

“Nah, got to stretch that little ass so daddy can pound it good,” I return, making him shake a bit as he moans louder.

“Please take me out then. It feels so good, but it hurts, daddy,” he adds, and I hold his gaze, smiling when I can tell it’s not a painful hurt. It’s a hurt he wants to satisfy and the wrong thing to tell me when I can’t in good conscious take his ass yet.

“No, that little dick of your stays right where it is until daddy says otherwise,” I warn, pushing him higher and higher, until he lets out a louder shout that draws even more attention our way.

“Please daddy, please, no more. Please…” he pleads, his entire body shaking in my lap and I move my hand off the plug, stroking his ass with one hand, his back and neck with another as I pull him in closer.

Cash’s face falls into my neck, and I simply life a brow in return at Knuckles and Rambo’s surprised looks.

“Daddy’s got you, little boy,” I whisper to Cash, giving him a kiss, and just hold him until he’s stopped shaking.

His lap straddling mine wakes my cock though, and I stand up, buckling his jeans before they fall down his sexy ass, then stuff my cock back into mine and pull him out of the room by the strap with a nod at my brothers.

I strip off his hoodie, pushing his jeans down the second we’re in my room. My hands on working on my own clothes as I tell him, “On your knees again. Time for your dessert.”

Cash’s mouth is fucking amazing, and I let him take control of it this time, licking my cock and balls, teasing my piercings which feels fucking amazing, and ass until I’m on edge.

I give his shoulder a little push, putting him back on his heels and grip my cock hard, jerking off as I pull open his mouth.

With a grunt, I come, all over his pretty face and mouth, letting him lick it up before pulling him up onto the bed.

“You were such a good boy at dinner and ate all of your dessert. That gets you another treat,” I tease him, and he shouts as I remove the cage and cover his little dick with my mouth.

He grows so fucking much it shouldn’t be possible, and it makes me hungry for more, but until daddy’s taken his ass, he’s not getting mine either.

He’s been so on edge all night that it doesn’t take any time to push him over, after he begs his daddy to come like a good boy should.