Page 31 of Love Me, Daddy

Loren knew how to take his mind off things.

“Nathan?” When he peered over at Loren, he continued, “Go to the bedroom and strip. Leave your clothes tidy and lay on the bed on your front.”

Nathan’s eyes widened, and he scrambled to do what Loren asked.

Grabbing a bottle from the cupboard in the kitchen, Loren followed at a more sedate pace, giving Nathan time to do as asked. When he entered the room, Nathan was in the perfect position. Loren wandered to the end of the bed and dropped the bottle on the cover. He stripped out of his clothes, folding them and placing them on the chair with Nathan’s and crawled onto the bed, straddling Nathan’s thighs.

Clicking open the bottle, he poured a little of the contents into his palm, sealed the bottle again and began rubbing his hands together. The lavender oil warmed, and he placed his hands on Nathan’s back. Rubbing in long movements up and down his spine, he made sure every expanse of skin was covered, sometimes rubbing firm, sometimes soft.

Loren’s cock was hard, and he purposefully teased Nathan’s crack every time he pushed his hands to Nathan’s shoulders, then pulled away when he lowered them. The moans, groans and pleas falling from Nathan’s lips made Loren leer. Punishment could be enacted in different ways.

Bucking his hips into the mattress below, Nathan pleaded for relief, but Loren refused, even when Loren’s hands descended to massage Nathan’s ass cheeks and upper thighs.

“Please, Daddy.”

Deciding to give Nathan some relief, but only minor, Loren told him he could turn over.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

Loren smirked. He filled his palm again and proceeded to repeat the whole process on the front of Nathan’s body, this time Loren’s cock pressed against Nathan’s cock, making Nathan bite his lip. No doubt withholding the curses he wanted to say.

When Nathan’s body trembled so hard, he was practically vibrating and his cock streamed precome, Loren felt his control falter. He turned Nathan onto his front once more, lifting him to his knees, and prepared him. Loren knew Nathan enjoyed a small bite of pain with the initial entry. He used two fingers then lubed his shaft, leaning over his back.

“Mine!” Loren called as he breached Nathan’s hole.

“Yes, Daddy! Yours! Always yours!” Nathan braced himself on his hands, pushing back against Loren.

Thrusting his hips in a punishing rhythm, Loren lost himself to the feeling of Nathan. One hand gripped Nathan’s hip, the other his shoulder, giving him more leverage. His orgasm was fast approaching, he canted his hips slightly, knowing the correct angle and was rewarded with a cry of release. The vice clenching his cock brought his climax forward, and he shouted Nathan’s name.

When their legs could no longer hold them up, they cuddled up with Nathan’s back to Loren’s chest, regaining their breath.

“I love you, Daddy.”

“I love you, sweet boy.”