Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
“Daddy, fuck, p-please,” I whimpered incoherently.
He hummed around my cock and pushed three or four fingers inside me too. Four—definitely four. Rough thrusts, not deep at all, but enough to stretch my opening and steal my breath again.
“Daddy filled you up perfectly, baby.” He kissed his way lower and licked me down there. “Next time, I’m gonna take pictures of this so you can see Daddy’s come trickling out of your little hole.”
I was fucking done. Moaning, crying, and begging uncontrollably, I fell apart the second he returned to sucking on me. I threw my head back and gasped loudly, and my entire body went rigid. I came so hard. Daddy hummed as if he loved it almost as much as I did, and he swallowed every drop.
His tongue had to be pure magic.
I was dead. And also on fire.
Fucking shaking.
Weeping.
Spent.
He brought me down from my high slowly, and he did the best thing possible. He gathered me in his arms and let me curl up in a little ball next to him, and he held me tightly.
“Gah…” I shuddered violently as he drew his fingers gently along my arm.
“My amazing little boy,” he whispered. He kissed me on the forehead, lips lingering. “I have no words for how sexy that was.”
“Hnngh,” was my intelligent reply.
“I can’t wait to see your marks tomorrow,” he murmured. “I can already see some welts forming on your thighs.”
Yeah, I fucking bet. Unfortunately, they wouldn’t last long, but they’d be a good teaser for what was to come when we used toys. He’d told me he was going to buy a new paddle and flogger. He liked leather. I’d mentioned suede was nice, and he’d laughed.
I let out a shuddering breath and finally felt myself relax.
“I think this calls for cocoa,” I croaked.
“Hmm, I think you’re right.”
Our cabin faced the dirt road that extended from the retreat to the airstrip, but between the fresh snow falling and the late hour, we might as well be in the middle of nowhere with no one around. Everything was pristine and untouched, aside from the doggies crossing the road to do their business in the tree line across the way.
I took a deep breath of the crisp air and looked up again.
Fucking amazing.
Splashes of green, yellow, and purple danced across the sky.
I was still shivery from our fuck, not to mention sore as hell. Nose a little stuffy. Cocoa in my belly.
I’d never felt better.
Daddy hugged me a little harder from behind, making sure the duvet was wrapped around us both, and he rested his chin at the top of my head.
“It’s so peaceful,” I whispered.
He hummed quietly. “A perfect way to end our first trip to Alaska together, I’d say.”
“Kidnapping,” I corrected automatically. “Next time we fly up will be our first trip.”
He shook from a silent laugh.
CHAPTER 10
February 24th, 2021
Kayden Winters
Aguy could get used to flying private. Maybe the Kardashians would be disappointed by the lack of waitstaff, but I was as happy as a pig in shit! We’d boarded with food from Pizza Hut and snacks from what could have been the most expensive corner store in Anchorage.
The plane seated eight, with the addition of a suh-weet sofa, and each chair could be reclined into a bed. So guess who changed into jammies after dinner and watched a movie in bed? This guy!
Prince and Tundra had trailed over for cuddles also.
But since this was the first time I’d ever flown in luxury, I had no plans on falling asleep anytime soon. I had Coke to drink, candy to eat, lists to write, TV to watch, games to play on my phone, a comic to read, and a Daddy to ignore.
I legit buried my face in the comic he’d given me in Anchorage, only to avoid seeing him pace up and down the aisle.
What time was it? I checked my fancy watch and emptied the last of my fun-size M&M bag into my mouth.
Past midnight now. It was going to be a looong night at this rate. Even more so because it’d taken ages before we’d actually gotten off the ground. Daddy had explained that we’d waited in line for a runway.
Rolling onto my side, I supported myself on one elbow so I could drink properly, and I gathered some treats close to my pillow for easy reach. A new Push Pop went straight into my pie hole, and I grabbed my phone and hit selfie mode.
I grinned and took a picture, and I sent it to Chris with a text.
I feel like a private jet pairs well with my personality.
I checked and double-checked my spelling before I sent it.
Never again was I going to take Wi-Fi for granted!
Daddy had opted out of the Wi-Fi package at the O’Connor retreat, and if it hadn’t been for his magical cock keeping me distracted, I would’ve resorted to violence.