Bold – Love and Secrets Read Online M.A. Innes

Categories Genre: Insta-Love, M-M Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 76603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
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As long as it was getting him what he wanted. Which, judging by his obvious wiggle and snicker, was still to pet my penis.

Why didn’t more Doms or just alphas in general want littles? It was like having the cutest, cuddliest toy to play with all the time.

“Daddy also says he wants chest kisses.” As Dessie’s eyes went wide, I shrugged. “Daddy said so.”

Blinking, he nodded slowly. “That’s how it works.”

Repeating back the other half of the joke seemed automatic, and for a moment I thought I’d pulled him out of his little headspace. Well, I worried about that for a few seconds until he leaned in and whispered again. “Did you forget?”

He was either trying to be very careful with me or he thought I was stupid.

Possibly both.

“No, but I’m kind of tired of being afraid.” Somehow, having the conversation with little Dessie didn’t make admitting that as hard as it would’ve been otherwise. “And you like the way I smell. That’s my milk, cutie.”

Blink.

Blink.

“Really, Daddy?” He pulled back just far enough to look down at my chest and marveled at me. “It makes you smell like a Daddy, Daddy. That’s. You’re. Wow.”

It wasn’t like any reaction I’d ever imagined and actually made me smile. “Yep. Most of the time it isn’t noticeable but cuddling with you is making it much more…active.”

I wasn’t sure how to explain it, so I stayed vague.

“I’m so special I make you smell good?” Wiggling again, Dessie completely lost his grown-up reservations about making me nervous and just marveled at how special he was. “I’m amazing, Daddy.”

Oh yes.

“I think so too.” Shrugging, I pushed down the nervousness and tried to look like a perfectly relaxed Daddy. “So, would my special boy like to help me not be scared?”

Nodding, he gave me a sweet kiss and looked adorably earnest. “I like that you’re a special Daddy for a special boy.”

That was such a wonderful way to see it, I swallowed past the lump in my throat. “Thank you.”

Kissing his nose, I chuckled as he laughed and wiggled. “Daddy. That’s not where I’m getting kisses.”

No, he’d rather kiss my ass.

And just remembering that made me chuckle even more. “I’m not bending over. You’re going to kiss my chest, silly goose.”

He laughed so hard he nearly fell off my lap. “Daddy…bending…”

I caught him before he could go overboard and hit the floor, but that just made him laugh even harder. Eventually I had him wrapped up tight enough that he couldn’t give himself a concussion and he managed to stop giggling, but he collapsed against me like he’d worn himself out.

I wasn’t quite sure what to do next, but he didn’t have that problem. Dessie rubbed his face against my chest and sighed. “You smell like a Daddy.”

That was clearly a good thing and made the smell even better judging by how tight he made my chest feel.

Yep, he made a happy little hum and wiggled again.

He was going to kill me doing that or I’d just end up coming in my pants. And either way, I was going to end up with a wet shirt if I didn’t do something about the situation. The thin nursing pads I wore inside my undershirt were very discreet, but it’d been years since I’d reacted so strongly.

“Let’s see if we can make the smell even nicer.” Yes, we were going to focus on the parts he liked. Smells and cuddles and kissing. “I bet kisses can make it even better.”

I knew that for a fact, but letting him discover it on his own would be fun.

Yes, I liked watching him have fun and get turned on.

He wasn’t hiding that reaction very well at all, so it was easy to keep it at the front of my mind. His wiggles weren’t just for me anymore, and he even reached down and tugged on the front of his pants without realizing it.

There was nothing wrong with making him happy. I’d taken on the role of his Daddy, so that meant it was my job. I was in charge of his caretaking and setting healthy limits, and I needed to make sure he was happy.

That was what Daddies did.

I’d gathered as much information as I could on that, and while there were huge gaps in the knowledge on the internet, meeting his emotional needs was the primary purpose in being a Daddy.

The Daddy got some kind of emotional or physical need met by doing that caretaking. Men who’d identified as Daddy Doms online talked openly about getting aroused from their partner’s submission, even though I should’ve realized that many didn’t take their desire any further than that depending on the scene.

But Dessie’s emotional and physical needs were very closely related and he was what mattered. So it would probably be rude to get turned on in a situation like this and not do anything about it. For a moment I couldn’t decide if that was Austin logic or real logic, but I quickly realized that didn’t matter.


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