Biker Daddy (The Grimm Tales of Smoky Vale Book 1) Page 6

“But you don’t really go for refined, do you, Daddy?”

  He stopped and turned to me. “You think you’re an expert on what I want?”

  I smirked at him, confident that I knew exactly what he wanted. “Lead the way to the bedroom, and I’ll prove it.”

  He shook his head and mounted the stairs. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

  “Yeah, hold up, will you?” I hurried after him, and when I was close enough, I launched myself at his broad back.

  He stumbled on the stairs, unprepared for my move, but balanced us and grabbed my legs to prevent me from falling off his back. “Jesus, when will you grow up? Do you want to fuck me or kill me?”

  I ground my pelvis into his back. “What do you think?”

  Chapter Six

  Grimm

  Completely naked, I lay in bed, the prettiest boy I knew crawling up to me while I fought a quiver. My cock was already hard, had been hard since he’d wrapped himself around my back like a vine while I rode us back to my home. Now I was even harder, my cock pulsing with excitement that this was what I’d been chasing. This was why I was never fully satisfied.

  Instead of touching me, Jamie stopped and ran his gaze over me, taking in the myriad of tattoos that decorated my chest and arms. He looked at me with such heat and hunger. How could I have thought his crush had disappeared after I’d spanked him? The years of restraint seemed to have caught up with him. He looked ravenous, and it excited me.

  “Fuck, Daddy Grimm, you look even hotter than I remember from seeing you naked,” he whispered and ran a small delicate hand over my abs. His other hand joined the foray, and he took his time exploring, moving higher until he was brushing my nipple rings.

  I frowned at him. “When have you ever seen me naked?”

  “Now don’t freak out,” he said, straddling my hips. “But you always sleep naked.”

  “You snuck into my room while I was sleeping?”

  He gave me a wide-eyed look. “I didn’t say that.”

  But he didn’t need to. His expression said it all. It was creepy as fuck that he’d been doing this behind my back. I clutched his hips and flipped us so he was under me, my massive weight pressing him into the mattress. Shamelessly, he wrapped his legs around my waist and ground up into me moaning loudly.

  “No more creepy shit,” I told him. “If we’re going to do this, there are going to be some rules.”

  He idly played with the hoops, only half listening to me. “What rules?”

  “This is for one night only,” I said, and he glanced up at me but didn’t protest. “I’m giving this to you so you can get it out of your system and walk away. I think the more I turn you down, the more you’re going to be chasing me. Enough’s enough. You’re going to take what you’ve wanted all this time. Then you’re going to leave me the hell alone.”

  He swallowed hard. “I can’t agree to those rules.”

  “Either you agree, or I tie you to the bed, and you sleep like that until morning, and I take your ass home to your old man.”

  “Why are you so afraid to love me back?”

  I blanched at the word love. “You don’t know the first thing about love.”

  “That’s not—”

  “Give me your word, or get the fuck out of my bed, Jamie.”

  “Daddy, please don’t make me. I want more than one night with you.” His face had paled, lips trembling with every exhale of breath through his mouth.

  “One night’s all I have to offer. That’s all the time I have to spare. You either get with the program or go home.”

  He clenched his jaw, his eyes shining brightly with tears, but he blinked them away. “Fine, but I have one question.”

  “What?” I growled at him.

  He licked his lips. “You said you were going to fuck me, but I thought…I thought you wanted it the other way. That you’d bottom. Not that I am averse to bottoming for you. I really don’t mind, but I just thought that’s your preference is all.”

  I frowned at him. “It is my preference, but being at the bottom won’t determine who’s in charge, baby boy. Never forget that. Now enough chatting. I’m hungry, and I want my ass filled. Are you going to be a good boy and feed Daddy’s ass your beautiful cock?”

  He nodded, sucking in a deep breath. “Yes, Daddy.”

  “Good boy.”

  I kissed him, although I probably shouldn’t. I should just lube him up, prep myself, and ride him. His cock was begging for it. How a small boy had a cock with such girth was beyond me. He was big and cut, and I wanted to feel every naked inch of him inside my ass.

  I never had sex bareback, and I trusted him not to lie to me that he was a virgin, so I’d take him in my ass bare for the first time in twenty-four years. I’d learned the hard way when Joel was conceived to always wear protection. There were worse consequences to unprotected sex than getting someone knocked up.

  Jamie kissed me back wildly with his lips off-kilter, showing his inexperience. I found it endearing and fucking hot. He had absolutely no practical finesse but was clearly being led by his desire. He was hot as hell as he writhed beneath me, his hands running over every surface of my body that he could get into contact with.

  When he gripped my ass, I clenched. His blunt nails raked the hard globes, and I growled into his mouth while he moaned into mine. I released his lips and kissed down his neck, and his pants filled the bedroom. Smiling at the effect I had on him, I kissed his collarbone.

  He was so into me, and it was a huge turn-on.

  He gasped “Daddy” over and over, and when my lips found his nipples, his grip on my shoulders tightened. I worked his nipples with my tongue and teeth until they were hard sensitive points in my mouth.

  “Please,” he moaned, his hips rising and falling back onto the bed. “I’ve wanted this for so long. I can’t wait all night, Daddy. I want to taste you.”

  I wanted to taste him too, to wrap my tongue around his impressive cock, but he was already so affected I feared he wouldn’t last long. I didn’t intend for him to tip over the edge until he was deep inside me, stretching my hole.

  I switched position, bringing him up to lie on top of me while I was on my back. He blinked at me for a second or two, dazed.

  “Suck me, boy,” I told him, pushing at his head. He scrambled down my body but didn’t immediately strike out for my cock. He stopped at my nipples, toying with the hoops with his tongue. He tugged on them, jolting me with an electricity I hadn’t felt in a long while. When he finally abandoned them, I had to caress my nipples to ease some of the tingling sensations.

  “Hmm, Daddy,” he moaned, following the trail of coarse hair down my stomach. “I’ve wanted you so much.”

  He kissed my thighs while he grasped my dick with one dainty hand with the pretty pink nail polish coating his fingernails. He stroked me gently, kissing across my thigh to my balls while he scooted even farther down my body. I widened my legs, placing my feet flat on the bed to give him better access.

  “Fuck, just like that,” I grunted as he sucked my balls into his mouth, playing with them. He started off a little shy, careful, before he really got into it, and his moans mingled with my groans. He popped my nads from his mouth and traced his tongue up my cock from root to tip. And when his lips closed over my head and swooped down to claim it inch by inch, my ass clenched, and I forgot to breathe.

  “Fuck, baby.” My hips rose from the bed as I carefully fucked his mouth. His pretty lips stretched over the head. My cock wasn’t that big—pretty much average in length—though I packed girth that had made a few men squeal like a stuck pig.

  It also had nothing to do with the reason I preferred getting my ass fucked. I spent so much time maintaining control over my life and that of my club that when I hit the sack with a lover, I wanted to hand over the reins and just go for the ride. To let someone else take responsibility.

  There were times when I preferred doing the plowing, though, and pictured myself fucking Jamie while he clun
g to the headboard, screaming. I could imagine his perfectly round ass bouncing at each impact with my groin. It was a pity I had limited this encounter to one night. If this was all we had, I was going to use it for my secret fantasy.

  Being fucked by the prettiest boy I knew.

  Jamie surprised me for a virgin. He knew his way around my dick. He’d either been watching professional porn or was just winging it. In either case, I had nothing to complain about. Most guys looked dirty sucking a dick. He managed to look both dirty and pretty at the same time, delicate like he was about to break, but he didn’t. He took me down his throat with absolutely no gagging.

  “Holy fuck, boy, you want me to believe you’ve never given head before?”

  He grinned up at me, saliva dripping from his chin. “I practiced on a cucumber just for you.”

  And we both knew I was no fucking cucumber.

  He grasped my legs and pressed on them. I accommodated him by angling my hips upward as he kissed over my taint down to my hole.

  He sighed. “I can’t believe I really get to play with Daddy’s ass. Fucking awesome.”

  I started to give a snide remark, but then his tongue swiped over my hole, and my smile disappeared. There was nothing funny about the way he tossed my salad, moaning all the while he was doing it. He liked looking up to catch my eyes as he fucked my ass with his tongue, and I was all for it. I raised myself on my arms. His hands were soft beneath my ass, gentle, caressing.

  He looked too damn good while I rode his tongue.

  “More, Daddy,” he moaned.

  “I’ve got a better idea.”

  He was way too easy to manhandle and just went along with everything. I deposited him onto his back in the bed and crouched over him, my feet on either side of his shoulders. I dropped myself lower, careful not to crush him while I crouched over his face.

  “Stick out your tongue, boy,” I instructed him. “Take Daddy to his happy place. Fuck me with your tongue.”

  He gave as good as he got. The boy loved pleasing his Daddy, and he delighted in letting me know it. The more he worshipped my body, the more I wanted to keep him, but he wasn’t mine. Keeping him would put him in danger, and I refused to do that. The best I could do was to give us this for one night.

  When my legs started to tremble, I got off him, my ass deliciously wet and tingling in anticipation. I placed a hand in the center of his chest and kissed him, sucking on his tongue hard. I released him, and while he was trying to catch his breath, I got the lube from the drawer and tossed it at him. He fumbled with it, then secured it in his grasp.

  “No condoms?” he asked hesitantly.

  “I know you haven’t fucked anyone before,” I replied. “And I haven’t been bareback with anyone since I knocked up Joel’s mom. If you want, I can still get you the rubber. Your call.”

  I made to move back to the drawer, but he reached out a hand to grasp my arm. “I trust you, Daddy. Besides, if this is going to be the one and only time we do this, I want to be naked, feeling your tight hole choking my cock.”

  I barked out a laugh. He had absolutely no filter. Usually, it bothered me, but I could definitely appreciate his potty mouth in the bedroom. “Get to work,” I told him, lying on the bed with my legs in the air.

  Damn boy sucked on my toes instead of aiming for my hole like we both wanted. Who the fuck knew toes could feel so sexy, but he hit nerve endings that zipped through my body and made my cock leak precum onto my stomach.

  When he finally reached my ass, I gripped the bedsheets. He kissed my thighs and sucked on my cock while his fingers went to work, setting a punishing rhythm.

  “Harder!” I demanded on a gasp.

  He didn’t hesitate to deliver. He had three fingers inside me, stretching me, fucking my ass. His eyes were full of excitement, his breathing so shallow one would have believed him to be on the receiving end, not me.

  I didn’t need to tell him when I was ready. He lubed up and wiped the slick from his hand on the sheet, then settled between my legs.

  “Let me get on my knees,” I told him. It was less vulnerable that way. I didn’t want him to notice the pleasure I got from him in my eyes while he was balls deep inside me.

  “No.” He balked to my surprise. “You’ll stay just the way you are. I want to see you while I’m inside of you. I’m not ashamed to have you spread beneath me. God, I’ve wanted this since I caught you being fucked by that asshole some years ago. I’ve wanted to be the one in his place, and you’re not going to take that away from me, Daddy.”

  I stared at him, robbed for words, as he staked his claim and defended it. I’d expected to feel rage that he wanted to be the one in charge. I hadn’t been joking when I told him being the bottom didn’t mean he made the decisions. Something shifted, though, and instead of being offended, I was quite looking forward to not having to guide him, but being led for a change.

  I stayed on my back as he grasped my legs, and I even helped him by raising them. He put his hands between them on either side of my hips and dropped a kiss on my stomach while he nudged my hole with his cock. He got himself there without the use of his hands, pressing against my passage until he popped right in, then sliding all the way inside me.

  “Fuuuuuck!” I grunted at the pain-pleasure sensation of that first thrust. It had already taken me to that place I rarely got to anymore with sex. That place that made me abandon all inhibitions and bare my soul to a lover. I’d known him for so long. I’d watched him grow from a gangly teen to a young man. But it felt so right when he anchored himself, pulled back, and fucked hard into me.

  “That’s the way you want it, isn’t it, Daddy?” he asked and pulled out completely, then plunged even deeper.

  My legs trembled. I grasped them, lifting my upper body with my abs, and watched as he slid his dick in and out of me. I hooked his neck with my hand and kissed him wildly, my tongue grazing his teeth, his teeth clamping into my bottom lip.

  “Oh, fuck me!” I cried out, dropping back to the bed, sheets fisted as my boy worked my hole hard and deep. He knew exactly what I wanted from him, even when I would have denied him. I couldn’t stop staring at him, slender, beautiful above me.

  I could crush him with my arms, but with his body, he crushed my heart.

  “I know you like it dirty, don’t you, Daddy?” he grunted at me, sweat glistening on his top lip. He leaned over me, his cock deep inside as he grasped me by the neck, hand pressing into my windpipe. His eyes blazed. Had anyone else tried to choke me while having sex, I would have knocked them the fuck out. But I bared my neck to him, my chest heaving from the power of my arousal.

  Jamie’s hips moved, starting a slow roll, and boy did he have rhythm in his hips. He pulled back and fucked me hard again, but this time tightening his grip around my neck. I doubted he could actually choke me, but the hold he had was uncomfortably hot, giving me just the right illusion that he was going to cut off my air supply.

  “Fuck, this is way better than I’d imagined,” he groaned, easing the pressure from my neck and brushing his thumb over my beard. “Your hole’s so fucking good, Daddy.”

  He caught my shoulders and pulled. I leaned forward with his motion. There was no way he could have moved me on his own. He got me into a sitting position over his pelvis, a feat I managed without dislodging his cock from my ass.

  In my new position, I crouched over his lap, our faces together, giving him the perfect opportunity to tangle our tongues while I rode him. He didn’t leave all the work to me but, with hands balanced on the bed, fucked upward each time I slammed my ass down.

  I set a punishing rhythm that he kept up with. He kissed my face, my chin, and then his teeth were sinking into the column of my neck, biting me. At first, I jerked back in surprise, but I was thrilled by his teeth nipping into my skin.

  He pushed me back onto the bed, and I went easily, he had me so off-balance. He pressed his hands into my wrists, holding me down on the bed, and although I was much stronger, I couldn
’t pull away, didn’t want to pull away. He had me under his spell.

  Jamie leaned forward, watching me, daring me to protest as he bit my stomach. A shudder ran through me, and I blew out a hard breath. He found another place to bite, his sharp teeth doing more damage than just a graze.

  No one had ever marked me this way before, and I was surprised at the excited buzz it brought in my gut. He left trails of teeth bites all over my chest, and only when he was satisfied did he grasp his dick and give it to me again. This time he took hold of my cock and jerked me off. My muscles convulsed, and I gushed my hot seed over his hand.

  He didn’t let it go to waste. He swooped down and wrapped his lips around my cock. I thrust up, the sensation of those lips wrapped around my glans sucking hard making my vision go hazy. I gasped like a drowning man, my mind completely blown, and watched his mop of curls over my lap as he guzzled down my cum.

  When I finally stopped twitching, he pumped his hips hard a couple of times, then pulled out. He clambered up my body and, while I was still gasping for air, rubbed his cock over my lips. I opened my mouth, but he plunged his hand into my hair, pulled my head back, and let loose a stream of my cum from his mouth to mine. I hadn’t been expecting that. No one had fed me my own cum before nor anybody else’s, for that matter. I’d been with more men than I could count, and I’d never taken anybody’s cum into my mouth.

  It hit my tongue and slicked my lips. Some of it dribbled down my chin.

  “Don’t swallow,” he insisted, just as I was about to do so. He kept his fingers in my hair, my head angled the way he wanted it as he stroked himself furiously. He pumped himself from the base to the tip, staring into my eyes. Mesmerized, I couldn’t look away.

  I knew a second before his climax hit. His legs tightened around me, his breath hitched, his body quivered, and his eyes widened in the most startling way before they fell to half-mast. He stiffened as he exploded into my mouth and over my face. He gasped while he came, groaning as if he was in pain, his hand pressing into his dick to milk himself.