Page 274 of Daddy's Pride
“But I do,” he blurted out, talking over me in a rush. “I want it! I’m, um, I’m horny too. I just don’t know what to do. I’ve never, you know, done this with, uh, with…”
“Another man?”
He nodded, biting that sweet lower lip of his.
I gently tugged it free from his teeth, stroking my finger over it. “And you’re sure you want to?”
“Yesssssss,” he breathed out, his whole body quivering with the truth. “Please.”
I groaned, my hands instinctively tightening before I checked myself and released him.
His face immediately fell. “Daddy? Um, do you not want… I mean, am I not your type?”
I shut that down fast. “You are absolutely my type. I want everything with you. I just need you to tell me very clearly what exactly you’re asking for here, because I will literally give you anything.”
“Oh,” he said on another one of those sexy little hitching breaths. “Um, okay. What I want is, um, sort of like, uh…”
I laughed, his blushing, fumbling, flustered attempt to spell it out for me both adorable and arousing.
I leaned in and captured a kiss, melting inside when he sighed into it, his whole body relaxing against me.
“Anything,” I murmured again, pulling back just enough to look at him. “Just tell me, baby boy.”
“Okay.”
I grinned. “Any time.”
“Oh! Um, sorry. I… I want you to decide. Like, when you tell me to eat a vegetable every day? Like that. And I want us to do whatever you were going to do at… at that club, but with me.” He swallowed, his spine straightening as the soft, uncertain expression on his face sharpened into that sexy determination again. “Only with me.”
My heart did a slow roll in my chest, and I couldn’t resist teasing him. “Only with you? Are you asking me to be your Daddy?”
“You already are my Daddy,” he said, going from confident to shy in the small space between one breath and the next. “I know it was just something I used to call you, but I think that’s been true for a while now.”
“It has,” I said, my throat tight.
He peeked up at me through his lashes again. “So I’m just asking if… if you’ll let me be your boy, too. Your only boy.”
“Yes.”
His eyes widened. “Yes?”
I laughed. “You’re surprised.”
“I just… are you sure? Because you’re you and I’m just me and I don’t even know how and?—”
I kissed him, stopping him right there. Kissed him until he was panting into my mouth and grinding down on my lap. Kissed him until I was in danger of embarrassing myself like a schoolboy and only stopped because he deserved better than that.
He deserved everything he’d asked for and more, and I was going to give it to him.
“I am absolutely sure,” I rasped when we both came up for air. “And anything you don’t know, I’ll show you. That will not be a problem. I think you’ve already noticed that I like to be in charge.”
“I like it, too,” he breathed out, staring at me with sex-dazed eyes. Then he grabbed one of my hands and pulled it down to his hard, straining erection. “But can you show me now? Please?”
“Oh, sweetheart. Yes.”
“I, um, don’t think it will take much.”
He blushed hard for me again, and I laughed, both turned on and delighted by his sweet, eager honestly. “You’re perfect, baby. You can come as soon as you need to. Just let Daddy take care of you.”