Page 92 of Milk for His Daddy


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“I worked hard on those.”

“And it shows.”

“Where are you going to put them?”

“My desk at home? Since I spend more time there than at work.”

“Good! Then you can see them every day.” His expression turns stern now. “You said we would spend the whole week together, remember?”

I told Minjun as soon as I landed that I was taking a week off and not to call me. He hasn’t yet, but it’s only been a few days.

“I remember, and I’ve got some very special plans for my boy.”

“Really? Like what?”

“You’ll just have to wait and see.”

He smiles and goes back to his game.

My thoughts go back to the talk my dad and I had while Whit and Izzy were fawning all over the kittens.

“What’s holding you back?”

“Nothing,” I snip.

He rolls his eyes. “Leo.”

“Please, your stern Daddy voice has never worked on me, and it won’t start now.”

He rolls his eyes again. “Fine, man to man, what’s the issue?”

“I’ve never been in a relationship before.”

“So?”

“So, doesn’t it seem too fast to be having such strong feelings?”

“No one’s saying you need to get married or move in together right away, but stop holding back your feelings for him.”

“I’ve been all over him since we’ve met, and I haven’t kept my hands to myself since we got here. Hell, I was jacking him off while we were watching the movie last night.”

Dad pinches the bridge of his nose and shakes his head. “I did notice that, and since you had to bring it up, Izzy was totally riding me on the couch when you first got here.”

“Oh god!” I moan dramatically. “I didn’t need that mental picture.”

Dad chuckles. “Now you know how your oversharing feels.”

“I can admit hearing it isn’t as funny as telling it.”

“Good. Maybe now you’ll stop?—”

“Whit leaks while I fuck him,” I hurry to cut him off and laugh.

“Izzy sucks my nipples while I make love to him.” Dad raises a challenging eyebrow.

“Nope, I can’t…” I throw up my hands and turn away.

“He just loves all of my milk?—”