Hostile Takeover (The Game #8) Read Online Cara Dee

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Kink, M-M Romance, Taboo Tags Authors: Series: The Game Series by Cara Dee
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Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 54028 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
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I dropped my stare to my cock and twisted my hand on the upstroke, squeezing a drop of pre-come from the tip.

I couldn’t wait any longer. After applying more oil, I scooted down to lie behind him, and I kissed his shoulder.

With a firm grip at the base of my cock, I slipped the head between his ass cheeks and slid it up and down, spreading the warm oil.

He stirred a little.

As the lust flowed through my senses, I replaced my cock with my fingers and rubbed his bottom teasingly. So smooth and soft. I let the pad of my middle finger caress his opening before I gently slid the digit inside him.

“Mmph…” He shifted again.

“Shh, darling,” I whispered.

I sensed him relaxing after a short while, and then I eased out and gripped my cock once more. I rubbed myself against him and pressed the tip against his hole. My eyes closed of their own volition, and I lost myself in the filth of the fantasy of taking him when he wasn’t aware.

Oh God.

The head disappeared inside with a short thrust of my hips, and he mumbled an incoherent complaint.

“Shh…go back to sleep.” I kissed his hair and inhaled deeply, slowly pushing in another inch or two.

I trailed my fingers between his thighs until I reached his balls.

He grunted sleepily and shifted against me. “What’re you doing, Daddy? It hurts.”

Goddamn. I groaned internally and dropped my forehead to his shoulder. His sleep-laden voice combined with the feeling of him, so tight and slick and warm… I feared I would lose it too soon.

Anticipation screwed with me too. I didn’t know if he was going to protest or pretend to sleep through the whole thing.

“Go back to sleep,” I repeated under my breath. “Daddy just wants to be really close to his boy.” I peered down between us, and then I couldn’t look away. Watching my cock, glistening with oil, slowly disappear inside Jack’s ass was an unforgettable sight. First time I got to feel this level of intimacy, without anything in the way.

Once I was buried all the way in, I kissed his neck and reveled in the sensations. For years and years, I’d sat across from this young man at family dinners, wondering why he put me on edge. I’d recognized his assertiveness. I’d been bothered by his confidence and charisma.

I moaned quietly as he trembled and clenched.

“Sleep, sweet boy,” I whispered. “Relax and let Daddy cuddle with you.” I stroked his tattooed thigh, up to his ass, then farther up. His arm, his shoulder, his back. To his front, his chest, his defined abs, and the trail of hair that led to his beautiful, semi-hard cock.

By the time I began moving carefully, his breathing had evened out. For a quick second, I wondered if he’d fallen asleep for real.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” I breathed.

I finally had him here, half underneath me, taking my cock, in my bed, where he’d spend the night.

I could barely process it. It was him.

I needed more.

Hitching an arm underneath his leg, I was able to fuck him a little deeper. At the same time, I snuck my other arm under the pillow, and I gathered him close to my chest so he was lying on his side.

The faster I went, the more I heard us. The slick sounds of my cock thrusting in and out of him.

“Daddy wants to do this every single night.” I sucked on his neck and groaned at the pleasure. “I want to fuck you so hard, darling boy. Preferably with your come dripping out of my ass.”

Other than a stuttered breath slipping out of him, he was utterly listless and quiet.

I brushed my fingers over his cock, only fueling my desire. He was rock hard for me. All for me. All mine.

“I’ll take care of you right after,” I whispered. I rolled him onto his stomach again, and I covered him with my body. “I’ll suck all the come from your delicious cock as soon as I’ve filled your little bottom.”

I lost my composure.

He couldn’t get away from me. I had him completely trapped, and I began fucking him in earnest. Into the mattress, with enough force that I heard my balls slap against his skin. No finesse whatsoever. I just took him. I fucked him hard and deep, chasing my orgasm in his tight asshole.

“This is your fault,” I muttered, out of breath. “You’re the one who makes Daddy this hard. You’re the one who makes me lose control.”

Oh, the truth of those words. Since he’d arrived in DC, I’d been so out of sorts.

The young man deserved to be punished for it.

“You come here and mess with my head… My sexy little nephew.” I grunted and fisted the sheets, keeping one hand on his hip. “Fuck.” I screwed my eyes shut and dug my toes into the mattress for leverage. Over and over, I pounded into him, with the soft flesh of his ass jiggling at each impact. “So. Goddamn. Irresistible.”


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