Page 115 of Daddy's Pride

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Page 115 of Daddy's Pride

He landed with a bounce on the bed as I dropped him, in a full-blown giggle fit now.

“That ass is mine, boy.”

The growl in my voice sent visible shivers through him. He rolled over, face-down, ass-up, wiggling that fine derriere at me.

I grabbed the supplies from the nightstand and tossed them on the bed beside him. “That ass is mine, Jamie, and once I mark it no one else will ever touch it. Understood?”

“Yes, please and thank you.”

If the little imp thought politeness would grant him a reprieve, he was sorely mistaken.

Gods. I stared, awestruck as I traced his rim with a lubed finger. The muscles flinched, expanding and contracting with the gentlest of touches. The urge to wreck his hole warred with the need to protect and care for it. My inner voice was at war with itself, debating the best route as he pushed back, and the first finger slid in.

Fuck, the thought of how fucking amazing his channel would feel around my cock nearly had me coming. Probably should’ve worn a cock ring for this. It’d been so long for me, there was no way I wouldn’t detonate on impact.

By the time I’d worked up to three fingers, both of us were panting. I sheathed up in record time and slid in, not stopping until I was balls deep inside his tight ass. “Jesus, Jamie.”

The horny little demon beneath me wiggled his ass.

Ah, so that’s how this is gonna go down.

All right, little boy, game on.

With a firm grip on his hips, I pulled out and slammed back in, repeatedly. The bed rocked with the motion and if the bolts in the wall gave way I’d consider it a trophy. With every gasp he released I pounded harder, faster, chasing that final prize but needed my boy to come with me. I angled my hips, aiming for his spot.

“Daddy. Daddy. Daddy,” he chanted when I hit it and I picked up the pace, not giving him time to lose the feeling. “Daddy!” he bellowed as his tight channel constricted and throbbed around me as he came and sent me over the edge.

“Fuck!” I growled and relentlessly pounded into him as we rode the aftershocks. I nearly dropped on top of him but at the last second my brain engaged, and I was reminded of our size difference. Instead, I rolled over and took him with me.

“Just give me. A. Minute,” I panted. My chest pounded and though I was worn out, I felt alive. Like I’d run a mile but round two would take some time to get to. I wasn’t twenty-something anymore, but I could already tell Jamie would be the ultimate test for that. I wondered how many times in a day I could come now and not end up in the ER?

Jamie’s stomach growling engaged Daddy mode. “I need to feed my boy.” I hopped up and grabbed a rag from the bathroom and tossed the condom. “What would my boy like for dinner?” Having a boy around would keep me on my toes and the cupboards full but as of today, I was in desperate need of grocery shopping.

“Honestly, I’m not picky. When I’m Little, I like dippy foods, which you know, but when I’m big I’ll eat just about anything.”

“Good to know. How does Chinese sound?”

“Ooohhh, they have lots of dippy sauces. Can we get a bunch of stuff to share?”

That perked my boy right up. Dippy foods equaled Little headspace. I’d already seen the excitement with that and should’ve realized that was a positive trigger. I just wished I had some toys around for him. Light bulb!

“I’ll call it in and run and pick it up. Feel free to take a shower while I’m gone.” I kissed him, dressed, called in the order and was out the door.

Perfect! The big-box store around the corner was open and they had a fantastic toy selection. I may’ve gone a bit overboard, but excitement led me through the department. Aisle by aisle I filled the cart to the brim and nearly cringed at the checkout when given the total. But given how long it had been since I’d had a boy to spoil, the expense was more than worth it.

I brought a handful of the gifts in, the rest I’d unveil with the room when it was finished. Still had a few more things to order but the excitement coursing through me was ridiculous. Had I just gone through the motions before and never put my heart into it? Must have because the smile on my face wasn’t going anywhere.

“Daddy, you took forever.” My sweet boy greeted me at the kitchen door that led to the garage with a hug and a kiss. “Here, let me help you.”

“Why don’t you take this,” I handed him the goodie bag, “And I’ll sort through dinner. Want to eat at the kitchen table or in front of the TV?”

Jamie squealed when he pulled the toys from the bag. “Coloring books and crayons and a new stuffie! Daddy, you’re the bestest!”

Little Jamie was a warm welcome and told me I’d made the right decision to do a bit of shopping along the way.

“You are so very welcome, sweet boy. Why don’t you find your favorite cartoons on the TV, and you can color while I get the food and your yummy sauces sorted.”

“Okay, Daddy.” He skipped off toward the TV, swinging his bag as he did.




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