Page 21 of Abbott’s Lost Spoon

“Nope. You stay here.”

I reached behind him and grabbed a pillow to put under my knees. If I did this right, I’d be here for a while, keeping him on edge, ready to blow. I normally didn’t like to take over like this, but something about today had me wanting to.

“Tell me you want this, Soren.”

He did, with his hand in my hair, pushing me closer.

This was so unlike the other times we’d been together. He was feeding off my vibe, and I was there for it. He never pushed, only going so far as to do that as a way of answering my question and then letting me take control again.

I grabbed his length, hard and heavy in my hand, and circled his tip, lapping up the precum, and then circling again and again until I could almost sense that he was gonna growl like some sort of alpha shifter in a smutty novel. So hot.

That was when I took him inside my mouth for the first time. Just the tip at first, sucking gently and pulling off him again and again and again.

I couldn’t keep him on edge like this, not without a reward. I took him into my mouth as deep as I could and then swallowed before pulling up and almost all the way off. Once, twice… I lost track of how many times.

I circled the bottom of his cock with my fingers, jerking up and down at the same tempo as my mouth, bobbing, loving the way his hand gripped my hair hard and he was about to take over. I sucked extra hard and swallowed before he actually did fully take control.

I grabbed his ass and let him guide me, let him fuck my mouth over and over again. My own cock was painfully hard. I reached down, grabbed it, and jerked myself at the same speed. It didn’t take long before my balls were tightening up, my orgasm so close I nearly removed my hand. He sped up, and I did too.

The first taste of the salty cum hit my tongue, and then he was crying out my name, my head held still as he slid into me a few more times as he rode out his climax. I swallowed down every last drop before coming as I kneeled in front of him.

It wasn’t until I fell back on my knees that I saw the mess we made.

“Sorry, Daddy.” I looked down at it.

“Never, ever, ever be sorry for that.” He bent down and gave me a sweet peck. “Now, let’s go fill the tubby, and then Daddy will clean this mess up and we can then go clean ourselves up.”

I could not think of a better plan than that.

Chapter Sixteen

Soren

If I’d ever had a dream of a perfect life, it would not have approached the one I currently lived. Abbott and I were spending more and more nights together, having dinner either at one of our homes or out most nights, and generally getting to know one another as a couple.

Chained was a fun night out once or twice a week, whether we played in the little room or just spent time in the conversation area with our friends. If anyone had asked if I was lonely before he came into my life, I’m not sure what I’d have said. Sure, I was happy for friends who were couples and thought it would be nice to find a special person one day. But I was so busy with getting the shop ready and then opening that I didn’t have much time to dwell. And I could play with a little at Chained if I chose, but those times didn’t happen often.

They were all adorable, but I always felt like I was helping out, more like babysitting than being a daddy, and that paled pretty fast. So, more often than not, when I managed to get the time to visit my club, I ended up sitting with other daddies, with or without their littles, in the conversation area. Snacking, having a drink, sharing our days. It was enough of a support system to get me through.

But that was basically all I was doing, I realized now. Working and getting through. Since Abbott showed up with his spoon, I wanted more. And I received it. We’d been out on all kinds of dates and of course had our club night, but one thing we had not done that every couple does at some point was a weekend away.

With weekends being the busiest time for me, and Abbott working Monday through Friday, it just hadn’t seemed feasible. Until I received an invitation in my email.

“Karen said you were back here.” Abbott strolled into the back room where I sat at my desk. “What are you so focused on?”

“I think I’ve mentioned the organization I belong to?”

“The one for ice-cream shop and soda fountain owners?” he asked.

“Yes. That one. There is a national conference coming up soon, and the keynote speaker had an emergency and had to cancel.”

“Oh, did you plan to go? I don’t think you mentioned that.”

“No. I didn’t say because I didn’t want to take the time, but this is a real honor, and I don’t think I can turn it down.”

“Of course you can’t!” He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and gave me a squeeze. “I’m so proud of you. What can I do while you’re gone? Do you want me to come in and help scoop?” Abbott had helped from time to time when he came in and things were very busy. He wasn’t exactly skilled yet, but he was learning.

But I had other plans for him. “That’s nice of you, but I thought maybe you could come along with me and we could combine business with pleasure. Have a weekend away?”