Chapter 133: Cum Inside Me, Daddy

Chapter 133: Chapter 133: Cum Inside Me, Daddy

~Third- POV~

With a loud, desperate scream, Reynold shattered. His body shook violently as thick ropes of cum shot across his own stomach, his walls clamping down on Frederick like a vise, pulsing and milking him through every spurt.

Frederick didn’t slow down.

He fucked him straight through the climax, hard, deep, relentless strokes that prolonged the oversensitive pleasure until Reynold was sobbing and twitching in his lap.

"Yes... Daddy... huh—I love your cock, Daddy..." Reynold whimpered, forehead pressed to Frederick’s shoulder as the last spasms rolled through him.

Frederick watched him with dark, hungry eyes, a slow smile curving his mouth. Reynold pouted at the look, and Frederick’s low laugh rumbled against his chest.

"I love the way you fuck me," Reynold whispered, voice wrecked. "You’re so fucking good at it."

Frederick kissed the corner of his mouth, still buried deep inside him.

"Anything to make you only mine, Reynold," Frederick murmured, kissing the tip of his pouty lip. "But Daddy hasn’t come yet, baby. Should we go to the bedroom so you can help Daddy finish?"

Reynold nodded immediately, eyes glassy. "Yes, Daddy."

Frederick smiled, soft and possessive. He slid his arms securely under Reynold’s thighs and stood in one smooth motion, lifting him effortlessly while remaining buried deep inside. Every step toward the bed made his cock shift deeper into Reynold’s slick heat, drawing soft, needy sounds from his throat. Frederick kissed him the entire way—slow, deep, lingering kisses that stole what little breath Reynold had left.

"I love you so much, baby," Frederick murmured against his lips.

"I love you more, Daddy," Reynold whispered, clinging tightly to his shoulders.

Once they were inside the bedroom, Frederick gently pulled out. The wet sound of his cock sliding free drew a soft whimper from Reynold. He laid him down on the crisp silk sheets, then took a warm towel from the bedside and carefully wiped the traces of climax from Reynold’s chest and stomach.

Once he was clean, Frederick tapped his hip lightly. "Turn around for me, sweetheart. On your stomach."

Reynold obeyed without hesitation, rolling onto his belly. Frederick grabbed two soft pillows and slid them under his hips, elevating his ass and leaving his wet, stretched entrance fully exposed.

Frederick climbed onto the bed behind him. He leaned down, hot breath brushing the shell of Reynold’s ear.

"I’m going back inside."

"Yes... Please, Daddy," Reynold whimpered, burying his face in the duvet.

Frederick’s large hands gripped Reynold’s ass, spreading him open. He stared at the slick, slightly puffy entrance for a long moment, then brought the thick head of his cock to it. He spat onto Reynold’s hole, the warm saliva dripping down, and used the swollen tip to smear it around—rubbing slowly, teasing the sensitive rim until it fluttered under the pressure.

Frederick pushed forward in one slow, relentless glide.

Reynold gasped loudly into the duvet, his back arching as the length filled him once more.

"Fuck... Daddy!"

Frederick kept going until he was fully seated, hips flush against Reynold’s raised ass, buried to the hilt. He spread Reynold’s thighs wider with his own knees, locking him open, and then he started to move.

The first thrust was deep and hard.

Reynold’s moan tore through the room, raw, high, and helpless. Frederick set a relentless rhythm almost immediately, hips snapping forward with powerful, wet slaps. Every stroke drove him deep, the thick cock dragging over that sensitive spot inside Reynold with brutal precision. The pillow kept Reynold’s hips high, letting Frederick sink even deeper, filling him completely on every thrust.

"Ah... Daddy, yes, just like that. " Reynold sobbed into the sheets, fingers twisting in the fabric. His hole clenched greedily around the pounding cock, wet sounds filling the air with every impact. "So deep, fuck... you’re so deep—"

Frederick growled low in his throat, leaning over him, one hand pressing between Reynold’s shoulder blades to keep him pinned while the other gripped his hip hard enough to bruise. He fucked him harder, faster, the bed creaking beneath them. Sweat dripped from Frederick’s chest onto Reynold’s back. Every thrust punched another broken, needy moan from Reynold’s throat, high and desperate, the kind that made Frederick’s cock throb even harder inside him.

"That’s it," Frederick rasped, voice rough with lust. "Take it. Take Daddy’s cock like the good boy you are."

Reynold could only answer with loud, helpless moans. He pushed his ass back to meet every hard thrust, taking Frederick as deep as he could, the wet, filthy sound of skin slapping skin filling the room.

Frederick’s rhythm grew rougher, more urgent. His breathing turned ragged against Reynold’s ear.

"Fuck... moan for me," he growled, driving in deep and holding there for a second before pulling back and slamming home again. "Let me hear how good it feels."

Reynold obeyed without thinking, moaning louder, his voice cracking as Frederick pinned his hips down and fucked into him with short, brutal strokes. "Daddy... ah, fuck, yes—"

"Louder, baby," Frederick rasped against the crook of his neck.

He drove into Reynold with deliberate force, pulling back almost all the way before slamming in to the hilt. Reynold arched his back, fingers twisting into the silk sheets as he pushed his ass back to meet every thrust, greedily taking him deeper.

"Daddy, it’s so deep... fuck!" Reynold cried out, completely overwhelmed by the intense friction coiling tight in his gut.

Frederick let out a low, heavy growl. He held himself buried deep inside Reynold for a long pause, pinning his ass down into the mattress, then pulled back and drove in hard again. He repeated the deliberate pause and deep thrust three times, forcing breathless, broken sounds from Reynold’s lips each time.

"I’m close, Reynold... I’m so close, baby," Frederick groaned, voice rough with pleasure.

Before he reached the edge, he hooked his hands under Reynold’s arms and pulled him up into a kneeling position. Reynold gripped the headboard, chest heaving, body trembling as Frederick stayed locked deep inside him from behind.

Frederick reached around and wrapped his hand firmly around Reynold’s slick, throbbing cock, stroking him fast and hard. "Cum for Daddy," he grunted, thrusting upward to match the speed of his hand.

The dual stimulation was too much. Reynold threw his head back against Frederick’s shoulder, a sharp, desperate cry tearing from his throat as he shattered into his third climax of the night. His walls clamped down tight around Frederick’s cock in violent spasms while his release spilled over Frederick’s hand and onto the sheets.

The intense squeeze pushed Frederick straight over the edge. Holding Reynold’s waist tight, he rasped against his ear.

"Do you want it inside, sweetheart? Should I cum inside you?"

"Yes, please... cum inside me, Daddy!" Reynold pleaded, voice breaking.

With a low, guttural roar...