Page 70 of Milk for His Daddy


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“No problem. I wanted you to have something to keep you busy while I’m gone.”

“Okay. I hope you like it, but don’t make fun of it if it sucks.”

“I would never make fun of you, big boy.”

“Just everyone else?” I tease.

“Almost everyone else. Now show me.”

I hesitate before I turn the camera so he can see the painting.

He gasps. “Oh, babe! It’s beautiful.”

“Really?”

“Yes, just look at all those colors. It’s so… happy.”

“That’s what I thought too.”

“How long did that take you?”

“About—” Then I stop and think about it. What the hell time was it? What time is it now? “Holy shit. Three and a half hours.”

“Time flies when you’re having fun, and it looks like you got distracted and forgot about your needs.”

When his eyes trail down, I blush and cover my nips.

“Don’t hide from me, baby boy. Daddy likes seeing you leak, but it’s naughty.” His words turn sultry. “You need to take better care of yourself and not waste my milk, or I might have to punish you.”

He saidhismilk, and the thought makes my dick so hard I could pound nails with it.

“Whit?”

“Huh?”

“I said you should go and pump.”

“But we just started talking!”

“I’m going to watch, remember?”

“Oh, right.”

“I don’t have to if it makes you nervous.”

“No, I’m not nervous.”

Leo smiles and looks down. “Let me see you.” I raise my arms and lift my shirt off as I go. “Hell yeah. You’re so fucking sexy.”

“Really?”

“You know I think so, boy.” Leo licks his lips, and his eyes blaze with heat. “Look at you leaking.” He doesn’t sound mad but turned on as hell. “Your milk is just bursting to come out.”

“Yes,” I breathe.

“Why don’t you squeeze them for me?”

“But I’ll leak even more.”