Intoxicating (Elite Protection Services #1)

by Onley James

Even the ones who were gay were so deep in the closet they were frolicking with woodland creatures in Narnia.

Had Linc left? Was he looking at him? God, the thought of Linc watching him had him wanting to arch up, push his hips into the air, present for him.

he’d thrust into his tightened fist, eyes clenched shut, imagining Wyatt riding his cock, head thrown back, full red lips parted as he panted, begging his Daddy to give him what he needed.

The boy would do anything Linc wanted, he knew it in a way he’d never be able to explain to another soul. Wyatt was his; his to kiss, his to fuck, his to protect and discipline.

“Is that how you get yourself off at night? Watching Daddies dominate their boys?” Linc rumbled, one hand fisting in Wyatt’s hair, the other yanking him closer until they were flush against each other.

He swallowed, captivated by the desire on Linc’s face hovering just above his. “Like this? Is this how you want me to fuck you, baby?” Linc rocked their bodies together in some filthy pantomime of sex, like Linc was filling him up, driving into him, owning him.

“Oh, yeah. You do like that, don’t you, dirty boy? I bet I could make you come without even touching you. Hmm? Just my words? My voice? Telling you all the dirty things I’m gonna do to you?”

He loved being good for his Daddy, loved being used for Linc’s pleasure, loved how much Linc wanted him and only him. “That’s it. Take Daddy’s cock, my sweet boy. My sweet, perfect boy.”