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Nervous energy had me rising from the couch to pace around the living room. I couldn’t find the words to explain what I wanted. I knew what he wanted me to say.
The single word was one I’d written many times. I’d read it many more, thanks to his stories. But saying it out loud was new. It would be even more real.
A hand pulling on my wrist halted me. I turned at Corey’s insistence. The frown he wore clued me in that he had been trying to get my attention.
“Sorry. What did you say?”
He shook himself as if to clear his head. “I was saying that it’s not something you have to decide today. I’m not going to pressure you into anything here, Ashley.”
I grumbled at the use of my name. “Not Ashley.”
His face scrunched up. “Not Ashley, huh? Then what should I call you?”
While his expression hinted at confusion, his words were purely teasing. He knew what I wanted, just like I’d known what he was asking me to agree to. We were on the same page. I just needed to commit to it.
Taking a deep breath, I softly said, “Baby. You call me baby.”
“Ok, baby. I can do that. Do I get a new name too?”
He was so smug about the tiny win. My nature wasn’t to be competitive with others. Corey somehow tapped into that small part of me and brought it to life.
“Yes, Daddy. You get a new name too.”
As soon as I finished, his lips were on mine. He kissed me hard, like he feared I’d take back my words once we were apart. I held on tight to him through it all, my mouth pliant on his as he led our movements.
It was only as we pulled apart that I felt the obvious erection pressed between us. I mean, I knew I was hard. Feeling his made me lose all sense of reason.
I was on my knees before he could protest. My hands went to his jeans, undoing them swiftly as my mouth watered for a taste.
It had been too fucking long since I’d done this. Intimacy while deployed was a joke. Between the state of staying on guard and the possibility of someone using you to get to your team, it meant having to keep close to base for relief.
While I enjoyed the company of those around me in a friendly manner, I could never bring myself to that level with them. Prior to Corey’s letters, it was just because I didn’t like the notion. After, though, it was because my heart belonged to someone else completely.
His cock bounced free of his underwear after I tugged the fabric down. “May I?” I asked reverently.
I looked up to find his hungry gaze already on me. “Is that how you ask for what you want, baby?”
“No, it isn’t.” I swallowed the lump in my throat as I wrapped my hand around his erection. “May I suck it, Daddy?”
He shivered at the question but managed to give me a nod. I kept my eyes on him as I leaned forward and licked him from base to tip. At his crown, I swirled my tongue slowly. I savored the taste of him, all sweat and music andhim.I wanted to get drunk off his flavor, relishing him until there wasn’t any other taste I could remember.
“Fuck, baby. You really like my cock, huh?” His hand stroked over my longer hair, tugging gently to get my attention.
I hadn’t realized I’d closed my eyes. It made sense though since all I wanted to do was worship his cock until I couldn’t see straight.
My knees might have been screaming, and my jaw already ached from lack of practice, but I'd be damned about quitting. Ineeded to see it through. I needed him to feel as good as I did. I needed his cum on my tongue as proof all this was real.
“You didn’t answer me. Do you like Daddy’s cock?”
I hummed at his question since I didn’t want to pull back. He chuckled while pushing my hand out of the way.
“That’s good, baby. Daddy is close already. Hold that mouth open. I want to paint your precious face and tongue. Cover you real good.” He grunted as my jaw dropped to give him what he demanded.
His fist beat at his length, the movements quick and violent. There was no question about how wound up he was as I watched him climb towards his orgasm.
At the first splash of cum on my cheek, I whimpered. I was sad it hadn’t landed on my tongue. My protest came too soon though, because no sooner did I whine, then there was more of it coming out and hitting me all over. Ropes of white sprayed over me, making a mess while also claiming me as his.
When his fist slowed, I kept my mouth open for him to see. His slow grin was worth it.
