Page 14 of Right Pucking Daddy (Daddies of the League #7)

NINE

AIDEN

“Green! Daddy! Green!”

The name burst forth without permission. He said we weren’t there yet, and yet I went there. I didn’t want to disappoint him, but he ripped that worry from me when he spoke.

My screams echoed throughout the room again, bouncing off the walls, joined by even more cries of pain and pleasure. As he rubbed my inner walls, over and over, pressing against something, I didn’t know if I should curse him for touching or thank him and beg him to do it again.

“God, you are beautiful, baby boy. So fucking beautiful. And perfect. The noises you make, the way you move and feel, it’s all perfection and then to hear you call me Daddy, fuck baby. That’s music to my ears.”

“Please. Please, I need…”

“What do you need? Hmm?”

The touches turned to deep, massaging drags of his fingers over the happy spot inside me and my cock, once soft, surged to life, throbbing painfully but deliciously and the world fell away.

All the fears I’d been sure I’d experience were non-existent.

Like my body knew somehow that he was a safe place.

Alex… Daddy’s fingers moved again, and I gasped, my vision and breathing going haywire.

All my energy, all my focus, zeroed in on Alex’s voice and touch as he made promises and told me of what he planned to do to and with me.

He’d promised he would make me come. And he did.

He’d promised he’d open me up and make me beg.

He had, and I was. Half a moment ago, I didn’t think I’d be able to get hard again, much less come.

I was mistaken.

Sorely, sorely mistaken.

Cum churned in my balls, throbbing painfully and begging me to let go. I felt it rising, moving, and pushing forward as if it had a mind of its own. It demanded and…

“You’re gonna come for me, aren’t you, little one?”

Tears burned my eyes, bubbling over and racing down my face. The salty trails kept wet as emotion built inside me, flooding my eyes until rivers squeezed past my clamped closed eyelids and cascaded over my bottom lashes to join the snot and drool I could not control.

“It hurts! Daddy, it hurts.”

“Are you still green?”

“Yes. So green. Please don’t stop. I want it.”

“You like hurting for me, don’t you? You want to suffer for me? ”

“Yes. I don’t… don… don’t know why?”

The words came out in a blood-curdling scream, erupting from me as cum shot from my dick, splattering against us both. Tremors racked my body. At least, I thought they did. Maybe it was just muscle spasms ricocheting through me like aftershocks.

My hole spasmed and clenched as he pulled out of me, and I begged. The whimpers and nonsense that fell from my mouth would generally make me want to hide in embarrassment, but not now. Now I didn’t care if I made a fool of myself. Not if it meant…

“OH GOD!”

“Push out against me,” he said and I guess I did what he wanted because he praised me as he slid his dick into me.

The burn of his fingers had nothing on this. An inferno set up in my butt as he stretched and overwhelmed me.

“Please… ple… oh God… Alex… Alex…”

“What’s your color?”

“Umm… I… I dunno.”

He stopped.

Immediately.

And he held completely still.

“Talk to me, Aiden,” he said, pinching my chin to force my gaze to meet his.

“It’s so… oh God… it’s so much.”

“So much or too much? ”

“Both.”

He pressed a kiss against my forehead and I gasped as his dick moved, but not in the way I wanted. He moved backwards.

I tightened my legs around his waist. “Don’t… please don’t stop.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“You’re positive? I won’t have you regret this. You shouldn’t have to endure a painful experience your first time. I don’t want you to remember your initiation that way.”

If only he knew. But he didn’t need to know this wasn’t my actual first time. Just the first time I’d chosen it for myself. And that blew me away. I gave myself to him. I let him touch me…

“Aiden? Talk to me. Are you sure? There are other ways…”

My brain screamed at me not to waste this opportunity.

I gazed up at him, my hands running up the muscular arms to his shoulders then neck, before cupping his face.

His eyes, a blue laser, zeroed in on mine, and I swallowed.

I wanted this. I really did, so I said, “I’m positive. I want you. Please.”

His mouth met mine, kissing me first slowly and then again, deeper and deeper. His gentleness turned savage the longer our tongues dueled and our mouths stayed fused.

He pressed forward as the fog of pain dissipated. It hurt. So bad, but on the edges of pain, pleasure rode, and it played with my emotions. I’d never felt anything like this… I couldn’t even describe it. I didn’t know what was up or down. All I knew was pain and ecstasy .

And him.

Alex.

The first Daddy to ever Daddy me.

The first to call me boy, and baby boy, and even better, little one.

“I loved little one!” The words intended to be a thought tore from me when his cock hit that spot.

“Again. That, I need that again!” I yelled, and he chuckled, pulling from me and pressing back in, gaining speed and strength with every thrust until he pounded into me.

He folded me in half like a pretzel. His cock plunging in and out of me.

Pegging that spot in me until my vision darkened and lightened in time with my heartbeat.

The flashes should’ve come with an epilepsy warning; they came at me so fast, with a zero pause between them.

I lost my breath and the world started going dark.

Alex growled, his forehead dropping to rest against mine. His dick thickened inside me, his rhythm faltered and he groaned, “Sweet fucking hell, baby boy. You feel so fucking amazing.”

“I’m gonna… oh God… I’m gonna come.”

“Do it, little one. Lemme feel you squeeze my dick.”

I lost it. I’d only ever experienced this by myself and it felt nothing like what he made me feel. Come shot from my cock. Muscles tensed and spasmed, robbing me of breath and then I felt it… him pulse inside me, and I had to see him. Had to watch him get off inside me .

“Fuuuck!” Alex screamed, his head thrown back, his neck long and graceful, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat.

I’d been so distracted when we first kissed and then later when we got naked I hadn’t taken the time to fully appreciate just how beautiful the man above me was. And how fit. Jesus, his body looked like he just stepped out of a hockey locker room.

Sweat coated his muscles, making them ripple and shine even in the darkness that the lamps couldn’t fully lighten. The silver at his temples glittered. Recognition sparked within me, as it had earlier, but I couldn’t grasp how I knew him or where we’d met.

His cock quit jerking and his chin fell to his chest. His unfocused eyes cleared as they came to rest on my face. That beautiful full mouth that drove me bonkers moments ago curled up in a smirk just before he kissed me through the panting breaths we both couldn’t control.

He collapsed onto me. I welcomed his weight. This night, everything about it, fulfilled me in a way I didn’t know it could. I finally had sex and it was with a Daddy. Maybe not my forever Daddy, but still. It was with a man who knew the lifestyle and what I wanted at least partially.

And I chose it and him.

And the fear I’d been so scared would keep me from ever experiencing sex the normal, consensual way, played along the edges of my mind, but only in the sense that I wasn’t frightened of Alex and what he made me feel, and that all those feelings were good, even when they hurt.

Our breathing slowed and he slipped from within me. The loss of him left me feeling empty. Now that we were spent, sated, and left two hot sweaty messes, I had no clue what to fucking do.

“I’ll be right back. Don’t move,” he said, smacking a kiss to my temple before rolling out of bed.

He stood, peeled off the condom and dropped into a wastebasket, I hope, since I couldn’t see it from where I lay.

My gaze traveled over his body, cataloging all the features and muscles I hadn’t noticed before.

The man definitely worked out. A lot. His chest, abs, and back were corded muscle, but his thighs and ass were a work of art.

I cleared my throat and said, “Not a problem. I think you broke me.”

His gaze turned to mine, catching me checking him out.

I usually tried to hide doing that to someone but I couldn’t pull my gaze from him.

He didn’t seem to mind. He placed a knee on the bed his hands falling to rest beside my head as he hovered over me.

His eyes roamed my body, the hunger in those blue orbs heated my core and warmth spread throughout my body.

Including my dick which I would’ve thought was done for plumped a bit.

Alex smirked, as he noticed it, “Bent maybe, but clearly not broken.”

He kissed me, his tongue forcing it’s way passed my lips when I gasped. As I reached for him, he pulled away and said, “Rest. I’m going to start the shower and I’ll come back for you.”

The forceful kiss he took, combined with the nurturing tone and the caretaking he planned, made me a giddy mess. I’d wanted this for so freaking long. Ever since I saw the porn Shane left playing on his laptop while he jerked off in the bathroom during a road trip.

“Yes, sir.”

He growled and took another deep, soul-snatching kiss. “Not another fucking word from that gorgeous mouth. My restraint can’t take hearing sir and Daddy fall from those lips.”

I blushed and he cursed, mumbling about adorable freckled-face boys who were too tempting for their own good. My hands dropped to cover my cock as it went from semi plump to most definitely not.

“Fuck,” he moaned before stomping off.

Never had I loved my freckles. At least not until now. The sexy as hell silver fox Daddy with the abs and ass to die for liked them and thought they were adorable so they might be my favorite feature now.

Not that I had one before, at least not one that wasn’t hockey related, but a guy could evolve.

“What’s that shit eating grin for, little one?”

I turned, looking at the man I had just met, who seemed to be everything I ever dreamed of.

“Since I’m not allowed to lie, can I plead the Fifth?”