Chapter 4
Daniel’s POV
Johnson stayed buried deep inside me, his c**k still twitching with the last spurts of c*m as he kissed the back of my neck real slow.
My legs wouldn’t stop shaking and my face burned hot with this mix of shame and something I couldn’t name.
I had just begged him to f**k me harder. I Called him Daddy.
My ass felt full and sore but in this weird good way that made my spent c**k give one last twitch against the couch.
What the hell did I just do? I kept thinking.
I’m supposed to like p***y, not getting railed by my best friend’s dad like some desperate slut.
“You okay, kid?” Johnson murmured against my skin, his voice low and rough but gentle at the same time.
He ran one big hand up and down my back, soothing me while his c**k started to soften inside
