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When he groaned, I aimed wide eyes up at him and nursed softly. “Fuck, that’s…you’re going to…”

Master liked that game.

The passion in his eyes and the way they were almost rolling back in his head as I teased his slit with my tongue, only made the game more fun. So I brought one hand up and lightly caressed down the rest of the shaft, loving on it more than tickling him.

That got me a moan that said he definitely approved.

Yay.

So I snuggled against him, just playing with his length and sucking on the head. The mix of sweetness and naughty definitely did it for him because his hips kept jerking like he wanted to fuck my mouth and his hand was stroking over my ass, kneading it as I sucked on him.

“Yes, definitely Master’s sweet slut.” His voice was rough as he let out another low, pleased sound and his fingers teased over my hole, not even noticing that I was still wearing my little clothes.

Dante just saw me, not what I was wearing, and it tightened something in my chest that had me closing my eyes. “That’s right. My sweet slut. Such a good boy for your Master.”

His sexy rambling was soft and broken up by quiet moans and more curses as he let me take him right to the edge. “Yes, you look so innocent nursing on Master’s cock but we both know you’re a dirty boy who needed to come…and then you needed sucking time.”

God, the things he said.

I wished he was wrong, but somehow, he was always right. He could peek right inside me and see what was hiding there like he just knew. I didn’t have the words to tell him that, though, so I focused on his cock and his desire.

Humming softly, I peeked up at him again before focusing back on his cock so I could give it all my attention. I fucked his slit with my tongue, I licked around the head like it was a popsicle…and when I finally went back to sucking on the sexiest binkie ever, his dick throbbed and I knew he was right there.

“Fuck. Baby. I…” His warning had me swallowing around him as he fired into my mouth, cum filling it as he groaned and gave in to the urge to fuck my mouth and push his cock deeper into me.

When he eventually sagged back against the couch, he sighed and I released his cock, giving it one more kiss before I tucked it back in his briefs. “You’re the sexy…god…”

I wasn’t sure if that was something I should be proud over, but I found myself blushing and shifting so I could hide against his chest. He chuckled but wrapped his arms around me and kissed my head. “So sexy and now so shy. Perfect boy.”

I knew I wasn’t perfect, but I loved how he didn’t see my mixed emotions and reactions as insane.

He just liked me because I was me.

“Stay with me, Daddy.” Hiding against him turned to snuggling as how tired I was finally started to hit me. “Please?”

“Always, baby.” Dante hugged me tight and kissed my head. “Whenever you need me.”

Always…his word echoed in my head.

I’d always need my Dante…but I didn’t think the words would be enough, I needed to show him that I’d always need him…and that I’d always be there for him.

Chapter 22

Dante

“We don’t have to do this.” He was thoroughly enjoying driving me fucking nuts. “It’s a lot bigger step than I was imagining. Are you sure?”

People said to take baby steps for a reason.

“You’re worrying too much, Daddy.” Ruslan barely glanced around the seemingly deserted stairwell as he kissed my cheek. “It’ll be fine.”

He’d called me Daddy—on university property—he knew why I was worried.

“You want us to go to the club party together. This is worth worrying over.” I was actually starting to think he must’ve fallen out of bed and whacked his head when he’d gotten up earlier.

I’d found him buzzing around the house before the alarm had even gone off, so it was entirely possible this was some kind of oddness from a concussion. “Are you feeling okay?”

Why hadn’t I thought to check him for a head injury before we’d left the house?

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