Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 30747 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30747 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
“I’d love that.”
The rest of their conversation was patchy, but pleasant. I got the feeling that they’d never had a real talk before, and I hoped that they grew closer over time. Maybe without the stress of responsibility on his shoulders, Dalton could focus on being a decent human. Maybe acceptance could work its way into his heart, and maybe he could find love for his brother. But we’d take it one day at a time.
When our visit was over, the guard led Andy and me into the long hallway once more. As soon as the door shut behind us, my boy gripped me in a crushing hug. “I don’t know what you did, but I know it was you,” he said into my chest. “Thank you.”
“Anything for you, duckling.” I kissed his head and gave him a good squeeze back. “Come on; let’s go home.”
Chapter Eight
Tage
“Are you hungry?” I asked when Andy and I reached our apartment. When he shook his head no, I asked, “Do you need a nap?” Since we left the prison, he had been quiet, and I thought perhaps he was tired from the events of the day.
“No, Daddy.”
“Is something bothering you?”
He shook his head again. “But there is something I need.”
“Name it,” I requested. “Whatever it is, you’ll have it.”
He looked up at me from behind his glasses, with longing in his eyes. “I need you, Daddy. What I told Dalton is true; I love you. I think I fell in love with you the moment we met, and it has grown and grown until my heart is completely full. I need to bond with you. I can’t wait another moment to be yours.”
Joy rushed through my body so quickly, it made me dizzy. In a blink, I took him in my arms and held him close. “I love you too, Andy. I love you with everything I am, and for the rest of time.”
I leaned down and pressed our lips together, pouring my love and devotion into the kiss, hoping he tasted my passion and promise. What started out as sweet and simple turned steamy in an instant. Andy parted his lips, inviting me in as he gripped my back.
We kissed and stumbled our way down the hall towards our bedroom as I peeled his clothing off of him. Not only did I want to see his gorgeous body, but I knew he wasn’t truly comfortable in what he was wearing. I wanted to see my boy.
I hummed in lusty approval when he was stripped down to his lacy black panties. Even though he didn’t want to dress in his pretty clothes to see his brother, he still wore something delicate underneath, like a sexy secret for me to unveil.
But sexy didn’t begin to describe it. The black lace hugged his curves and displayed his bulge. The holes in the fabric provided glimpses of his pretty cock, pale against the dark color in perfect contrast. Short, curled hairs popped out of the lace, beckoning for my touch.
I obliged, cupping my palm over his fuzzy sack. I gently squeezed, feeling the fabric pattern and coarse hairs tickle my skin.
“Daddy, that feels good,” Andy moaned. “I love when you touch me.”
His words lit a fire in my blood, which raced through my veins and stiffened my pulsing cock. I kicked off my shoes and pushed down my pants before ripping my shirt right off of my body. Andy’s hungry eyes roamed my body, only fanning the fire inside me.
I lifted him from the ground and tossed him onto the bed, making him giggle as he bounced. But his laughter died away when I crawled onto the bed and overtop of him.
His legs fell to the side in invitation, and I gave him a playful wink before dropping my head to kiss his chest. I moved backwards, peppering his chest and soft belly with kisses and receiving quiet moans. The moans became louder when I reached his panties and clasped the fabric between my teeth. I dragged the fabric down the length of his legs and over his feet before spitting it into the floor.
My appetite grew as I looked over his luscious body, just lying in wait for me. I kissed back up his legs, stopping to nibble on his puckered knees before making my way onto his thighs. Their hair tickled my cheeks as I licked against them.
And finally, my eyes met the most delicious prize of all; my mate's hard, dripping cock. I needed a taste. I touched my tongue to his base and licked up his shaft, lapping up the tangy stream of pre-cum on his skin.
I traced the tip of my tongue around his crown, tasting his smooth, slick flesh while Andy moaned his pleasure. I wanted to give him more, so I widened my jaws and took his tip past my lips. I sucked against his crown and swallowed the next trail of liquid that painted my tongue.