My muscles clenched, trying to hold onto the lingering sensation, but he was already pulling away.He collapsed onto the floor, his lean body a stark contrast to my own powerful frame. Gay sex I couldn’t stomach that he sat there, seemingly content, while a flickering image of some snow-dusted town chirped its greeting, an unwelcome background to my mounting displeasure.This wasn’t some wholesome Hallmark flick; this was my daughter’s future. She’d orchestrated this. He nipped at my sensitive flesh, eliciting a sharp intake of breath. This wasn’t about Lily anymore. I was a man of strength, of control, yet here I was, reduced to nothing more than a receptacle for this… this boy’s pleasure. It was a silent defiance, a last stand against the utter humiliation.Liam grunted, his cock pressing against my entrance. The shame was still there, raw and burning. Six hours of degradation, humiliation, and a terrifying, exhilarating pleasure I never knew existed.Liam’s cock, still buried deep inside me, pulsed with a rhythm that mirrored my own racing heart.
