“You’re right, Daddy.”
“Of course I am.” Daddy chuckled. He flicked the tip of my nose; it was such a random gesture I couldn’t help but laugh. Daddy slid a hand down my side and wedged it between my butt and the mattress. He gave me a gentle squeeze and rolled me to my side, resting my head on his chest. “Moving forward, I want you to come to me before you make decisions. It’s not that I don’t trust you to make good choices, but I want to know that you value my input. Unless there’s a reason for it, I’ll never tell you you’re not allowed to do something, especially if it makes you happy.”
“Yes, Daddy.” I eyed the ice cream, wanting another bite that’d hopefully lead to more kissing. Tonight wasn’t going as I’d hoped, but I had no idea how to get back to the fun stuff I’d been imagining. I slid a hand down Daddy’s chest, smiling when he stilled as my fingers neared his jeans.
“Is there something you want, Angel?” Daddy’s voice took on a deep, raspy tone. He chuckled when I nodded, reclining on the bed. “Don’t think this is going to get you out of a punishment later.”
I clenched my butt, anticipating what he’d do to me later. Every morning since he’d left town, I’d spent time memorizing the stripes he’d laid across my skin. As of this morning, they’d faded to the point I could barely see them, and that’d been the start of my downward spiral. “I understand, Daddy.”
He flicked open the button on his jeans before planting both of his hands on the mattress. My mouth watered as I scooted down the bed, fingers fumbling with the zipper pull. Daddy curled his fingers around my wrist, applying pressure until I stopped shaking.
It made no sense that I was more nervous tonight than I’d been the first times we’d fooled around, but something had shifted during this trip. My brothers kept commenting on how much more settled I seemed, which was ironic since I felt out of sorts the entire time Daddy was gone.
The place I’d called home my entire life stifled me now. When I was there, I had to hide away huge pieces of who I was, even with everyone knowing that I was dating a man. I’d counted down the hours, then the minutes, until Daddy picked me up to bring me back here where I belonged.
Sensing my anxiety, Daddy combed his fingers through my hair, pressing my head onto his thigh. I lay there with my eyes closed, nearly falling asleep. The musky scent of Daddy’s arousal accompanied every inhale, enticing me to pull down his boxer briefs and take him into my mouth.
“Missed you, Angel,” Daddy whispered as he continued finger combing my hair. “I hate when you’re not with me.”
“Me too, Daddy,” I admitted. Until now, I’d carefully avoided telling him how much I despised the nights I had to go home, not wanting him to view me as clingy or trying to invade his space. He hummed in response, leaving me to wonder what he was thinking.
I noticed little things when I was with Daddy, like the way the coarse hair tickled my lips as I kissed my way across his hips. His thighs tensed as I neared his dick. I wrapped my hand around the base, awaiting Daddy’s instructions. No matter how much he praised my mouth, I preferred when he told me exactly what he wanted me to do. “That’s it, Angel. Suck the tip, but be careful with your teeth.”
I parted my lips and obeyed without hesitation, moaning at the first tangy taste of his pre-cum. I moaned as I sucked harder, flicking my tongue through his slit, greedy for another taste of him. Daddy struggled to stay still as he ordered me to take him deeper. I wished he’d let go and fuck my face the way I loved, but he knew best, and if he thought I needed tonight to be a slower, more tender pace, I’d trust him.
“So good to me, Angel. Such a good boy for Daddy.” I smiled around his dick, squaring my shoulders a bit with pride. I liked being Daddy’s good boy.Lovedwhen he was proud of me. His voice turned hoarse, his breathing labored, as I sucked him harder, almost deep enough to bury my face against the trimmed thatch of hair. I felt Daddy’s hand on my butt, gently kneading the flesh. Hoping he’d take the hint, I shifted, trying to get his fingers to slide into my crease.
Even though I’d freaked out the first time we’d tried having anal sex, I wasn’t ready to give up just yet. That’s why I’d spent the times Daddy had to go out of town for work researching how to make it good. And practicing. I still wasn’t sure how it was going to work trying to take him into my body, but I was determined. I closed my eyes and tried clearing my mind the way one site had suggested. It worked, to the point I was so relaxed Daddy’s dick slipped out of my mouth. He swatted my backside. “Focus, Angel. I’ll give you whatever you need whenI’mready. Finish me off.”
Daddy twisted his fingers in my hair, shoving my mouth back onto his dick. I fought to breathe as he bucked into my mouth. My eyes watered, tears streaming down my face by the time the first spurt of Daddy’s cum coated my mouth. I moaned, redoubling my efforts to not let any of his release spill from my mouth.
“Such a beautiful boy. I’m a lucky Daddy, having you in my life.” His rambling praise continued as his body jerked through his orgasm. Daddy yanked me on top of him as he panted, trying to catch his breath. He skimmed a finger down my cheek before gripping my chin, dragging my mouth to his. My legs fell to the mattress, so I straddled his lap. I was painfully hard and needed the relief of friction as I ground against his spent dick. Daddy winced. “Easy, Angel.”
“Sorry.” I stilled, afraid I was hurting him.
“Nothing to be sorry for,” he reassured me. His fingers dug into my flesh, holding me against his body. “You’re getting bolder about going after what you want. I’m proud of you, baby. Now, you want to tell me what’s gotten into you tonight?”
I buried my face into Daddy’s chest, suddenly embarrassed about the prospect of admitting what I’d been up to. Only my arousal and the memory of how good it’d felt when I found my prostate the other night gave me the courage to look into his dark eyes. “I want you to play with me, Daddy.”
“And what is it you want me to do?” he asked, his fingers dipping into my crease. The tip of one digit grazed my hole and I stiffened. Closing my eyes, I recited the mantra I’d been using to relax.I’m safe with Daddy. He only wants to make me happy. He’d never hurt me.Over and over, I repeated the words as he pressed against my entrance, never breaching me. This much had never been an issue for me, but tonight I wanted him to push my limits.
“I want to feel you inside of me, Daddy,” I pleaded. My breath came in shallow pants as I settled my cock in the crook of his hip, grinding slowly. “It doesn’t have to be tonight, but I want to work towardthat.”
His hand stilled, but he didn’t retreat or push me away. “Tell me why that’s important to you, Angel. You know I can’t deny you anything, but only if you want it for the right reasons.”
My research had begun as a way to get through bottoming for Daddy because I’d do anything to make him happy. The more I’d played, the easier it’d been for me to relax, and eventually, I’d found myself wishing Daddy was home so he could get me off. I ran over several replies in my mind, but all of them fell short.
“I… you… I…” I stammered, struggling to string words together. Daddy started rubbing my back and I closed my eyes, breathing in and out the way he’d taught me. “If I’m ever going to do this with anyone, I want it to be you.”
“I told you it’s not a deal breaker for me if you decide you never want to have anal sex,” he reminded me. “You’ve given me so much of yourself, I could never take more than you’ll give me of your own free will.”
“Idowant this,” I insisted. To convince him that this was somethingIneeded, I had to come clean with him. Remembering the times he’d told me serious conversations shouldn’t be clouded by sexual need, I rolled off him and curled into his side, still needing the reassurance that he was there for me.
“Why?” he pressed, rolling to his side so he could stroke my cheek.
“I’m not sure I can explain it,” I admitted. “When you were gone, I looked up some sites to figure out what I was doing wrong the last time.”
“You didn’t do anything wrong, Angel.”
