His scream filled the room, and his body stiffened as his back arched against my chest.
“Ahh, Daddy, I- I’m coming.”
I growled into his neck, feeling the pleasure I’d given him coursing through his body as he writhed against me, bringing me a deep satisfaction that not even an orgasm could achieve.
“Good boy. So good for Daddy.” My hips slowed as I helped him ride the waves of his orgasm.
My chest heaved as he slumped against me, completely sated. Reaching down, I felt his cum leaking out of Bun Bun, dripping onto his already soft cock.
“Such a dirty baby, I love how wet and sloppy you get for me.”
He hummed a sound of contentment, too wrung out and exhausted to form words. I reached up, grabbed his chin, and tilted his head so I could place a kiss on his temple. “Stay right here, baby, I’m going to go find something to clean you up.”
He shifted slightly, pointing to his bedside table, and grunted. I reached over and opened the drawer, finding a pack of baby wipes. “Thank you, sweetheart.”
I took Bun Bun and placed him in a spot where he wouldn’t make a mess. Tristan squirmed as I cleaned him with the cold wipes. “I know it’s cold, baby, I’ll be done soon, and we’ll get you all warm and cozy.”
Tristan was limp as I maneuvered him off of me and got him dressed in his jammies. He curled up on his side and snuggledinto his blankets as I tucked them around him, making sure he was nice and warm.
He reached out, making grabby hands at his bedside table. I opened the drawer and quickly found a deep red pacifier decorated with orange jewels, featuring a Dragon on the front. I took the pacifier and rubbed the nipple across his plump lips.
“Here you go, little one, open up.”
His lips parted, his cute little tongue poking out, and he sucked the rubber teat into his mouth. He looked up at me with so much affection that it made my heart hammer in my chest. I grabbed Ember and handed him to Tristan. My boy needed his stuffie, and Bun Bun was down for the count.
His words came out slurred as he spoke around his pacifier. “Fank you, Daddy.”
I felt like I was on top of the world as I leaned down and kissed his forehead. “You’re welcome, little one. Anything for you… always.”
10
Tristan
The yarn was soft against my skin as I sat on the couch, bringing my next creation to life. Usually, my mind was quiet while I crocheted, but this time, my thoughts were consumed by my Daddy.
My Daddy. I had a Daddy!
He was amazing. I’d woken up after our date feeling the best I’d ever felt. I knew Daniel wouldn’t make fun of me, but I didn’texpect to see the heat in his gaze as he looked at me and his deliciously filthy words. I almost didn’t believe it. Every time the doubt began to creep up, my skin tingled at the memory of his heated touch. Usually, I was so nervous, but his constant reassurance and praise had quickly erased all doubt, leaving a burning desire in their wake.
He was the first person other than Ellery that I told about Bun Bun, and I worried it would be too much for him. He surprised me again with his open acceptance and even encouraged it. My dirty Daddy loved watching me feed Bun Bun and even put him in the wash for me before he left. He was turning out to be the best Daddy ever.
It had been five days since our date, and I had already missed him like crazy. He always made time to text and to check in to make sure I was okay and taking care of myself. He was such a Daddy… I loved it.
Our nightly phone calls had quickly become my favorite part of the day. Every night, he called me at eight o’clock and would talk to me as I got ready for bed. When I was done with my routine, he’d tell me a story until sleep claimed me. I slept more deeply and woke up more energized than I ever thought possible. Having a Daddy was turning out to be the best thing that had ever happened to me.
I picked up my phone, making sure I hadn’t missed any texts from Daddy. I had about an hour until he was supposed to pick me up for our playdate. If things went well, the plan was forme to spend the night and have a whole little weekend with my Daddy.
After breakfast that morning, I decided to crochet to calm my nerves. While I had briefly slipped into little space after our dinner, I wasn’t little, just submissive little. Today would be the first time he saw me fully submerged in my little headspace.
My body jerked in surprise as Ellery plopped down next to me on the couch. They might like to play as a pretty princess, but I was sure they were secretly a ninja. I never understood how someone so loud and bubbly could sneak up on me so often.
“Oh, I love that color! Whatcha making?”
I couldn’t help but giggle. “Of course, you like the color, it’s purple! I called Zeke yesterday to get suggestions on how to expand our business. He thought it would be a good idea to set up a separate website where I can sell PDF copies of my patterns to other people who want to make the items themselves.”
“Oh, that’s an awesome Idea.”
“Right! So I’m making this new dinosaur pattern to launch the site; it’ll take some time to get it formatted, but it should be a quick and easy way to make some extra business.”
