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JOHNNY

Sawyer caught me playing with the zipper on my jeans during dessert, but he wasn’t mad. If anything, he was even more turned on by me when he saw how beet-red my face flushed. Making it to the end of dinner was torture. It wasn’t easy to pretend I wasn’t vibrating with need and harder than I’d ever been.

As soon as the bill was returned with Sawyer’s credit card inside, I shot up and pulled Sawyer along with me. “We should head out now.”

He chuckled but followed me out into the cool evening air. “Anxious for something?”

“I’ve been good.” My pulse was racing, and my whole body was ready to explode. "Where are we going?"

Sawyer glanced sideways at me, still smirking like I was something to laugh about. I couldn’t decide if he thought it was adorable or ridiculous, but I didn’t care. "I’m a few blocks closer."

"Perfect." I barely let him finish before we were walking to the parking lot. “We’ll go there.”

Sawyer’s stride was long and casual, his back straight like he had all the time in the world.

I, on the other hand, was bouncing next to him, ready to crawl out of my own skin to get him inside me.

As soon as we approached my bike, he stopped dead in his tracks. “Oh, right. Almost forgot about that.”

“Yes, but our rule wasn’t in place when I rode here.” I flung myself onto my crotch rocket and practically hugged the tank. “I promise to ride very carefully. Please don’t be mad.”

Sawyer sighed and was obviously relenting. “You stay right behind me. Not too close but not far enough that you’ll lose me, alright?”

"Yep. Slow and careful." I grinned from ear to ear at how easy it was to get my way. “Thank you, Daddy.”

Sawyer studied me for a moment, then sighed like he was already regretting his approval. He pressed the remote to his Range Rover and shook his head. “Super slow and super careful.”

With my jacket zipped up, I leaned forward and watched as he got in and started his engine. The fancy car purred to life, but it was muted under the roar of my baby.

I followed Sawyer out of the lot and stayed close like I said I would. The streets were quiet and mostly empty, as I continuously reminded myself to be good and not go around the slowpoke Range Rover like I normally would.

I watched the back of Sawyer's car like a hawk to make sure I kept exactly two car-lengths between us. No more and no less.

It was the longest two blocks of my life.

He finally turned into a driveway that looked more like a piece of art than a slab of concrete with the way it was lined with tiny lights that twinkled as we drove up. My eyes must have been comically huge as I pulled to a stop in an empty space beside his. It probably wasn’t meant to be a mansion, but that was exactly what it looked like as I gaped up at it.

I had to remind myself to close my mouth when I took off my helmet. "Nice digs.” I winked when he glanced at me to take his focus off my helmet as I pulled it off. “So you’re a sugar daddy…”

Sawyer gave a little chuckle. "I don’t know about that, but I have family money and I’ve invested well."

He rounded the Rover then came to where I stood on shaky legs that were half asleep from riding so slow. Sawyer looked me up and down, his eyes conveying just as much desperation and need as I had been feeling for the past twenty-four hours. Before I could get too far, he caged me in, with his hands resting on my seat. “As much as I hate this thing, you look fucking hot on it.”

"Oh…" My breath hitched as I stared up at him directly in front of me. “Whaddya gonna do about it?”

He held my gaze for a moment before he leaned closer. “Can I kiss you, sweetheart?”

I nodded and let my lips part, waiting for the contact I’d been so desperate for. “Please.”

His lips were soft at first, just a press of his skin against mine, before we both started moving. My tongue went first, sliding across his lower lip and then slipping over it when he opened up. Sawyer tasted minty and delicious as his warm tongue swept across mine.

My leg curled around his thigh, holding him to me as if he might try to escape. But neither of us tried to get away. All I wanted was more of him, and when he pulled back for a breath, it was clear he felt the same.

“Let’s go inside.” Sawyer breathed heavily before taking my hand and leading me to his front door.

Being guided by the hand made me feel small and shy in the best possible way.

Without any other words, he fumbled with the keys and finally pushed the door open. And the second the door was closed and locked behind us, we were back at it in a mess of tangled limbs and soft whimpers.

We fell against the door like we’d lost our balance as Sawyer held my wrists and pinned them against his chest. Then he kissed me again, right there in the entryway because we couldn’t wait a second longer.

My hands moved on their own and started yanking at our clothes, pulling each other apart. My $400 jacket hit the ground, and then he pulled away long enough to yank my t-shirt over my head before coming back at me again.

Fuck, I was ready to come just from kissing.

Sawyer had my belt undone by the time we reached the end of the hallway, teasing the skin under my waistband as my pants slipped low on my hips. I was trying to push his sweater up and off him to get a real look at his firm chest, but I didn’t want to move far enough away to make room.

My skin was on fire but I wanted his warmth on me as Sawyer lifted me in his arms and carried me up the wide staircase. “Yes, Daddy.”

He groaned and moved faster, kissing my neck and shoulder along the way.

By the time we reached the bedroom, my pants were halfway down my ass, and then he set me on the bed. Sawyer just stood over me with a look of awe, like he couldn’t figure me out. Or more likely, he couldn’t figure out why he’d put any kind of effort into a brat like me.

I kicked off my shoes and socks, barely caring where they landed. “Why are you still wearing all your clothes! I thought we had a plan here.”

Sawyer leaned over me with his hands on either side of my hips then pulled at my pants until they slipped all the way off.

My breath caught in my throat, a hiccupy sound that should’ve been embarrassing but expressed all my need for him.

Instantly, his mouth was on mine again, and I was back to that same level of desperation to get him naked. “Daddy!”

Sawyer ran his fingers up my chest and stopped when he got to the shirt I'd selected for him. The one with the tiny sailboats. He unbuttoned it with a mix of curiosity and endearment. "Cute shirt." He removed it slowly, like he was peeling a wrapper off a piece of candy.

Something fluttered in my stomach, and I needed to make triple sure he was good with me before we went any farther. "Wait."

He paused with brows raised. “What’s wrong?”

"Are you... really okay with all this?" My voice sounded small and worried, but I needed to hear him say it. "I mean, with me being Little sometimes?"

Sawyer sat back on his heels and gave me a look like he couldn't believe I'd even think to ask that. His smile alone turned the flutters into fireworks. "I fucking love it, sweetheart."

I melted into the mattress, feeling like the luckiest guy on the planet as Sawyer released my naked body and unzipped his jeans. His dick sprang forward, and I had just enough time to be impressed before dropping forward and kissing the tip.

I took it eagerly, glad to feel its heavy weight on my tongue. Fuck, he was smooth and thick and so yummy.

Sawyer’s breathing hitched as he tried to say my name, but he couldn’t get past the first few letters.

With my knees on either side of his thighs, I sucked him slowly, teasing his balls with my fingers as I proved I could be both good and bad at the same moment. “Mmm…”

"Christ, Johnny." Sawyer's hand brushed over my hair and settled there behind my neck. The possessive way he held me made my cock throb so much I thought I was gonna shoot all over myself without a single touch.

“Up.” He slipped out of my mouth and pulled me to his mouth so he could kiss me. Even with his mouth covering mine, he snaked a hand between us and grabbed my cock.

“I’m close. Go slow.” I didn’t want to come before he was inside me, so I held my breath as his fist stroked me with the perfect pressure to make me squirm.

A moment later, he pulled back and tore open a foil wrapper with his teeth. Before I knew it, I was on my back and Daddy was hovering over me. “You sure you’re ready for this, sweetheart?”

“So ready. Hurry.” I lifted my ass off the mattress and presented it to him in no uncertain terms.

“Tell me if I hurt you.” His fingers slowly pressed inside my opening as Sawyer kissed my neck and jawline, teasing my earlobe while he stretched me wide enough to take him. “You’re so tight.”

“It’s been a while.” The pressure inside me was intense, but every breath got me closer to having his dick where I wanted it, connected to me in the most unholy way possible. “But I love the burn.”

Like rolling down a hill or skidding down a ramp, my body felt most alive when sparks of pain tingled through me. Sawyer’s thick fingers moving in and out of me felt good, but I knew his dick would feel even better. After another minute of kisses that almost made me forget I was saving my orgasm, he lubed up and slowly pressed inside me.

The width of his thick shaft stretched me wider than I’d ever been. It hurt in the best possible way as my fingers dug into his back, holding tight so he wouldn’t even think of leaving.

Not now. Not ever.

He moaned and started thrusting faster, hitting me deep in a steady rhythm that made me shiver all the way to my fingertips. Before I had to beg for relief, he reached between us and closed his fist around my cock, pumping me to the same speed that he was fucking me. “Come for Daddy.”

That was it. That was what I needed to hear. My body let down all barriers, and I came in creamy spurts across my belly. My muscles seized up, and I was frozen for a long moment before I started to rock with pleasure convulsions.

“That’s right, sweetheart. Take what you want.”

“You, Daddy. I want you to feel good. So good that you’ll keep me.” Sawyer groaned and flew right over the edge of his own self-control. With a final push, he buried himself deep inside me and did exactly as I asked. Even through the condom, I could feel the warmth of him pulsing in my channel.

We both took a moment to catch our breath before he rolled onto his back with me in his arms. “You okay, Johnny?”

I sighed and nipped at his jawline. “I’m amazing. That was way better than any adrenaline rush I’ve ever felt.”

Sawyer chuckled and kissed my forehead. “If I promise to keep doing that, will you promise to stay safe?”

“That seems reasonable.” The truth was, I’d do just about anything to keep Sawyer. I could already sense that he was it for me.