Chapter 131 Fuck My Mouth, Daddy
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Caleb's POV
His cock filled my mouth in one smooth, deep thrust.
Hot and so fucking thick.
I gagged instantly, my eyes watering, but I didn’t pull back. I wanted this too much.
I relaxed my throat as best I could, letting him slide deeper until the head bumped the back of my throat. My hands held on to his thick thighs for balance, fingers digging into his wet skin.
I moaned around his cock in my mouth and Liam groaned low, the sound vibrating through me. His tightened his grip on my hair, holding me in place as I did my best to take all of him in.
“Fuck, kid,” he rasped. “You’re really doing this.”
I moaned around him, the sound muffled. I wanted this. Desperately.
And i was going to get it no matter what.
So yes. Yes I was.
He didn’t let me breathe for long. He pulled back just enough for me to suck in air through my nose, then pushed in again, harder this time.
Slowly at first, testing how much I could take.
Then faster and deeper in me.
This was all of my fantasies come to life.
This was everything I'd spent months thinking about, picturing in my head.
How thick his cock would be.
How hard he would be for me, in my mouth then later in my ass.
How desperate we'd be for each other… How much we'd be unable to stop, even if we wanted to.
My best friend's dad wanted me and I was going to relish in the feeling.
I let him out of my mouth with a pop, gasping for air. “Fuck you feel so good Liam. Fuck me harder. Fuck my mouth harder please.” Then sucked him back in, like I didn’t just beg for him to destroy me.
Water poured over us both, streaming down my face, mixing with spit and precum. My own dick throbbed painfully between my legs, untouched, my own precum leaking onto the tile.
Every time he thrust, my cock pulsed, aching for friction I wasn’t getting.
And I loved every second of it.
I looked up at him through wet lashes. From his locked jaws, to his eyes dark and wild, staring down at me like he couldn’t believe I was real.
Like he was fighting every instinct telling him to stop.
But he didn’t stop.
And that's when I knew he wanted me just as much as i wanted him.
He fucked my mouth like he’d been starving for it. Rough and relentless. His hips snapped forward, balls slapping my chin with every thrust. I could feel the veins pulsing against my tongue, taste the salt of him, the heat.
My throat burned. My jaw ached. Tears mixed with the shower water on my cheeks.
I loved every second.
One of his hands left my hair and slid down to my neck, fingers wrapping around my throat so he could feel himself moving inside me.
“Goddamn,” he growled. “Look at you. Taking it so good.”