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Brody coughed, slightly choking up some of my load before licking his lips and closing over my head again to make sure every last drop was enjoyed.
I usually needed a good fifteen or twenty minutes of recovery time, but I didn’t even soften at all. I was just as ready for him after I came as I had been before. “You did so good, baby. The best I’ve ever felt.”
He smiled proudly and took one more swipe across the head of my cock before sitting upright. “The best?”
I chuckled softly. “There’s no comparison. That was…life-changing.”
His fingers closed around my cock, and he gently stroked me. “You’re still hard. Does that mean we can…”
“Would you like to feel me inside you?”
He nodded quickly. “Yes, Daddy.”
Oh fuck. I would never get used to the sheer joy and adoration I felt every time I heard him call me Daddy.
My heart and balls tightened in such a way that I knew he was mine.
I just hoped I deserved to keep him.
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BRODY
My jaw still ached from taking Aaron‘s thick cock for so long, but when he reached down and pulled a bag from the side of the bed, all my aches and insecurities disappeared.
My entire focus was on what he had brought for me. “What’s that?”
“Supplies. And some surprises, but we’ll save those for bedtime.”
I was dying to know what he brought for me, but I liked surprises and was willing to be patient. Especially if it meant he was going to fuck me.
Aaron pulled out an unopened box of condoms and a fancy bottle of lube, and then held them up. “If you want me to put these on, we might have to switch positions.”
My heart sank when I realized he wanted me to get off him. Every man I’d ever been with liked me to face away from him during sex, so it shouldn’t have been a surprise. But it was. I really thought it would be different with Aaron.
But it was my problem, not his, so I turned away and quickly slipped off his body, lying beside him with my face in the pillow. I hoped Aaron didn’t notice my silly reaction, but of course, he didn’t miss a thing.
“Hey, now.” His hand circled my back. “What just happened?”
“Nothing.” I conjured my best happy voice. “I’m fine.”
“Brody.” His tone was firmer. Not angry, but not willing to back down without an answer. “Please look at me.”
I sucked in a deep breath and schooled my features before turning toward him with a fake smile. “Do you need help getting the condom on?”
He just cocked his head. “You promised to always tell me what you needed. That means being honest if something upsets you. So, I’ll ask again. What just happened?”
I inhaled deeply and locked my eyes on his salt-and-pepper chest hairs. “I got a little sad when you asked me to get off you because I was hoping… Well, that you’d want to be facing me when you made love to me.”
He looked at me like I was the most important thing in his world.
Aaron slid down on the bed, so he was lying right beside me, eye to eye.
His leg wrapped possessively around my lower body, and he tugged me closer to his chest. “I absolutely want to be looking into your eyes when we make love. But I need a little bit of space to get you ready.” His eyebrow popped up. “Unless…”
I smirked, shocked he hadn’t already noticed my surprise. “I told you I’ve been practicing for this moment.”
His jaw dropped and he tilted his head. “Did you start without me?”
