I sighed in relief. It was scary to think he didn’t want me to achieve good things. “Daddy, you’ll always be a phone call away. I thought about that, too, not having you. But we can’t always be there for each other.”
“Can’t we?” He pressed his nose to my hair and inhaled. “Because you’re my boy and I always want to protect you.”
“I know. I love you, too.” I craned my neck to stare up at him and smiled. “But all good Daddies must let their boys go sometimes.”
He laughed gently and the tenseness in his face drained away. The lines around his eyes smoothed out as he ran his thumb along my jaw. “Promise me you’ll always call me if you need me.”
I kissed his chin. “Always, Daddy. You’ve always had my back, and I would never turn to anyone else.”
“Good.” He sighed. “I don’t like us fighting.”
I chuckled. “I’d hardly call this a fight.”
“You were mad at me.”
“Do you blame me?” I tilted my chin when he shook his head.
“No. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been silent with you.” He laid a gentle kiss on my lips. “I’m so proud of you for sticking up for yourself.”
I flushed. “You’ve been teaching me well, Daddy. And….” I cupped his face between my hands, the feel of his skin warm against my palms. “Dare, just because you’re the Daddy, it doesn’t mean you can’t talk to me. For this to work, we need to communicate.”
“I know.” His eyes slipped closed as he leaned into my touch. “I worry about being strong enough for you.”
“Pfft.” I pecked a kiss on the tip of his nose and grinned. “You’re the strongest person I know.”
His smile had my cock twitching. He had no idea what he did to me half the time. “I love you, boy.” He touched his hand to my belly and his eyes went dark with need. “And I love it when you’re like this, round and full of my baby.”
I shuddered and curled my arms around his neck, dragging him closer, which wasn’t really possible. “Make love to me, Daddy.” I felt goofy saying those words, but my toes curled in happiness.
“With pleasure.”
He kissed me, his mouth moving against mine languidly, and I melted against him. I curled my leg over his knee, and he rubbed his chubbed-up cock, still hidden in his suit pants, against mine. Only my belly and loose underwear stood between me and his body, and my dick was already poking down against my leg, hardening from the friction.
It was difficult not to react when Dare was around, even if I’d been angry at him minutes ago. In a strange way I understood his fears. I’d felt them, too. I didn’t know how I would fare without him, but I’d grown because of him, learned to defend myself.
I pushed him onto his back, and he grunted, frowning as I rolled to my side to open the top drawer of my nightstand and grab a bottle of lube. When I turned back, he cocked his head with a silly grin.
“What are you doing, boy?” His voice had deepened, and I sucked in a breath, pleasurable tingles exploding inside me.
“Please, Daddy, let me take charge for once? I want to ride your cock.” I batted my lashes at him and cupped my belly. “I’m so horny right now, Daddy. I need this.”
He licked his lips and sat up, sliding his jacket off. He threw it on the floor. Pulling at his tie, he grinned at me. The rest of his clothes came off in a hurry, and all I could do was watch, enamored by the softness of his belly and the strong lines of his body. I couldn’t get enough of him.
“Your turn,” he whispered, once he was naked and leaning back against the bed, hands resting behind his head. His cock bounced, slapping against his stomach, and I couldn’t look away from it. Flushed at the tip, his hard-on was thick and ready to be inside me, and that’s what I wanted more than anything.
My mouth watered for him.
As quickly as I could, I yanked at my underwear, shoving it down my legs and nearly falling over in the process. When I had the boxers off, I kicked them over the side of the bed and shifted, throwing my leg over Dare’s hip and digging my knee into the mattress on the other side. It was different seeing him from this angle, but he was even more handsome. Still my Daddy, though.
“Do you want me to order you to ride me, boy?” Dare asked, voice low and sensual.
I chewed on my bottom lip and shook my head, my curls bouncing against my temples. “Please, let me do it.”
He placed a hand on my thigh, running his fingers over my skin. “Okay. Do what you want to me. I’m all yours, Z. I’ve always been yours.”
The whispered words had a shiver sliding down my spine and I let out a sharp breath. I swallowed around the excitement lodged in my throat and brought two fingers to my mouth, sucking on them eagerly. He watched me, his gaze captured by the way I drew my fingers in and out, before I reached behind myself and shoved them into my hole. He nodded in encouragement, kneading my thighs. There was no finesse to the way I prepared myself because I wanted Dare more than anything. I didn’t know how long I was going to last. My balls throbbed and pulled tight against my body.
When I was open enough for him that it wouldn’t hurt much, I added some lube and made quick work of the rest of getting ready. Smiling, I grabbed his cock and lined it up to my hole before I let gravity do its thing. He slid into me, the weight of my body drawing him in until he was balls deep and nudging at my prostate. The world sparkled around me, stars bursting in my vision. I’d never been in this position with Dare, and it was fucking amazing.
