Page 104 of Always All for Daddy


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"I love you," I whisper.

"I love you, too, boy. And I'll always love you."

That's all I've ever wanted.

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We stayed with Daddy's cock buried in me and kissing for a long time. Then we made love again. This time it was gentler, slower, and somehow just as powerful and meaningful as the first time had been.

Now we're lying, facing each other, and just holding onto each other.

Daddy's warm palms cup my ass cheeks. He's doing slow circles, and his thumbs are soothing my skin. It's his way of saying, I hurt you because you needed it, and now I'm touching you because you're safe.

Not only that, but at one point, he got up and returned with a warm towel. He pressed it gently over my skin, making me sigh. When the towel started to get cold, he applied unscented aloe lotion and tucked me back into his arms.

"You did so well. You're safe now. Daddy's got you."

His words make me want to cry, but also scream at the top of my lungs that I have the best Daddy in the world.

"Wait here, I'll be right back."

"No. Don't go, Daddy."

"I'll be right back, my boy."

True to his word, he returns quickly with a small juice box and a water bottle. He brings the juice box to my lips, saying, "Drink, boy."

And I do.

Fuck, I love him so much.

My worst nightmare came true – Aziel and my Daddy found out what I've done. Yet he chose me. I'm giddy with happiness.

"Why are you chuckling, boy?"

"Because you chose me," I say with a big smile.

My Daddy chuckles and kisses my forehead. He's back in bed holding me in his arms.

"I do. I choose you. But we have to make sure you always tell the truth to Daddy."

Oh.

"What do you have in mind?"

"Punishments. Harsh punishments if you ever hide things from your Daddy again."

"Like what?" I ask.

"For mild lies, you'll be forbidden from coming, no orgasms, for a week." My jaw drops in horror. "For bigger lies, you'll be forbidden from coming for a month. And that's only one of the punishments. There will be more based on the situation."

"Daddy…" I whine.

"No. Your pouting won't get you out of it, no matter how cute you are."

"You think I'm cute?" I perk up.

He laughs and kisses my nose. "Yes. I do."