I nod as I tug my hand back. “Ok.”
‘Ok, what?”
“Ok, Daddy. I’ll behave.”
He’s out of the car and around to my side in a flash. My door opens, yet I wait because I have a feeling this goes much deeper. Sure enough, he smiles at my obedience.
“Such a good boy waiting for Daddy to unbuckle you. I’ll have to reward your patience.”
My jaw drops open when he spins me to the side and drops to his knees. “What—what are you doing?”
“Daddy wants to give you a special treat, Eddie Baby. Is that ok? Can I make you feel good?”
CHAPTER 7
Bram
The look of wonder in my boy’s eyes warms my heart. His face gives so much of what he’s feeling away. I love knowing the effect I have on him.
What I don’t love is how he hasn’t answered me yet. Either he’s too nervous to speak or he’s worried I’ll be upset he doesn’t want this.
“You can always tell me no, Eddie Baby. I promise not to be upset if this isn’t something you desire.”
I keep my hands on his knees. The touch can be taken as sexually forward or friendly comfort depending on his perspective. Either way, I want him to know I’m here.
There isn’t a thing he can do to push me away. If anything, I’m the one that pushed him away. I fucked up. And if he continues to let me in like he has tonight, I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to him.
Eddie whimpers, his body shivering as a gust of wind sweeps over us. I move to stand, thinking we should get inside. No matter what he chooses, it’s far too cool out here for this. I’m not sure what I was thinking.
Actually, I’m quite sure of it.
I was picturing how erotic it would be to tug my boy’s pants free and suck on his precious cock. I was thinking of the sounds he might make and how he’d shout “Daddy” in the throes of passion.
Basically, I was thinking with my cock rather than my brain.
As I start to rise, Eddie’s hand shoots out to grab mine. I freeze all movement and lock eyes with him. Slowly, his hand tugs mine until it’s at his waistband.
Without saying a word, my boy tells me what he needs. I smile at the approval that comes into his expression. He’s all smiles and lust-filled irises now.
“Do you want Daddy to take care of you?” He nods. “I need the word, Eddie Baby. A simple yes is fine, but Daddy has to be sure you’re on board.”
He huffs before shouting, “YES!”
I laugh at his bratty moment. He’s always been a handful. It’s one of the many things I love about him. The fact that he needs me to keep him in line is further proof we are meant to be together. This dynamic, the one where he’s my boy and I get to care for him, allows us to highlight our true instincts in a balanced, loving way.
Even if he never wanted to make it sexual, I’d still care for him. I always have.
Though I admit my romantic feelings for him have been hard to bury. It’s a good thing he wants me just the same.
“My boy needs attention,” I whisper as I quickly work his clothes free. I pull his pants down to his ankles, leaving him bare from the waist down as he sits sideways on the seat.
His cock glistens proudly in the glow of the porchlight. My mouth waters knowing I’m about to get a taste of something I’ve wanted for so damn long.
Eddie grunts, shifting his hips forward like he’s trying to rush me. I chuckle, then plant my hands on his thighs to hold him still.
Without wasting another second, I wrap my lips around his crown. The taste of him makes me groan. I hear a similar noise coming from above. It’s followed quickly by a choked cry as I bottom out on his length.
“Daddy,” he gasps. Fingers combing through my hair, he pets me with what I’d guess is a mix of reverence and curiosity. I know my boy well enough to know those feelings along with many others are tearing through him.
