Hakeem Lyon One Shots

The Games End

He was now home. I was walking around the house in one of his button down shirts and a tiny pair of boyshorts. I know how much he loves when I do that right after a night of 'fun'.

"Hey boo."

"Hey daddy"

I go and hug him, I kiss him rough and hungrily. I bit his lip. When I pulled away, he immediately went up satirs.

He came back down 30 seconds later in his boxers. I was cooking, when he came up behind me and pressed his front again my back.

"You feel that? That could be yours, just give in."

The way he whispered it just made me hot. I pushed him away a little, wanting to win. He shrugged his shoulders and went to sit at the table.

I sat his plate in front of him.

"here you go daddy."

I walked behind him and start to kiss his neck. He is starting to break. He made a little grunt. He turned around and grabbed me by my waist. He kissed me rought and wantingly. He sat me on his lap as he slid his hand up my shirt. I pulled away and get off of his lap. I walked away, leaving him standing there lost.

He turned back around after about 2 minutes. When he went to go watch TV later I walked over to him and straddle his lap. I began to kiss him. He kissed me back and pulled me closer. He moved his hands to my ass and pulled me up. I grinded my hips against his, and kissed down his neck and chest. I then got up and bent over in front of the television, pretending to get a movie. He walked over to me, lifted me up, and pressed himself against me as he whisperd
"I give up."

Let's just say both of us took control that night, and we both loved it.