Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Laughing quietly, I gave him another kiss and picked him up, loving the way he gasped and went all wide-eyed. “Daddy.”
He wasn’t nearly as heavy as he seemed to think he was, especially since I was only carrying him to his bedroom. “You’re…”
As I set him down on the bed, he reached out with his clean hand and stroked over my chest. There was just a hint of muscle worship in his eyes, and it was going to be the push I needed to get my ass back to the gym.
“Stay right there, cutie.” Giving him a quick peck, I went into the bathroom and brought back a damp cloth to clean my sticky boy up. “Good boy.”
His brain being a bit slow on the uptake was probably the only reason he was still sitting there with his cock out, but I praised him for it anyway.
“Thank you for listening.” Giving him another soft kiss, I gently wiped down his hand before taking my time and slowly cleaning the cum off his dick.
The promised embarrassment finally kicked in as he groaned, covering his face with his now-clean hands. “Oh, god…”
Chuckling quietly, I tucked him back in his pants and got him all fixed up before tossing the washcloth in the hamper by his closet. He was still hiding, so I stretched out on the bed next to him. “Do you have time to take a nap?”
“No.” He kept hiding, but he shook his head. “I need to get a few things done and I’ll be too lazy to do them later.”
That made me grin as I peeled his hands away from his face. He made it easy enough that I knew he was ready to come out, but he was still blushing. “Thank you for sharing that with me. You made me feel very special.”
It seemed that thanking him made it impossible to stay embarrassed because as his eyes widened and he curled into me, his color went back to normal. “Really?”
“Yes, cutie.” Kissing his forehead, I slowly caressed down his cheek. “You were nervous about sharing something special with me, but you did it anyway. You shared what you were thinking and feeling and you were beautiful when you came.”
And Cohen was going to love every second of my recounting.
As his blush came back and he buried his face against my chest, I chuckled. “Do you remember what we talked about earlier?”
His groan said he did, but I was glad to see him nod as well.
“Is this personal or intimate?”
Ian sighed, then huffed, then whispered. “Intimate, Daddy?”
His questioning tone had me kissing the top of his head. “That’s what I was thinking, cutie. It would’ve been a shame if I couldn’t tell Cohen how sexy and sweet my boy was.”
Going very still, he started to relax as his fingers caressed over my chest. “I’m not going to ask if that’s weird because what’s important is that we’re happy.”
He was so fucking cute.
“That’s right.” Kissing his head again, I hugged him tight. “And telling our friend Cohen all about how special you are would make us all very happy.”
Just for a variety of reasons.
Ian seemed to agree with me, but he sighed again. “Just fair warning, I’m going to get embarrassed about this later.”
I was counting on it…because his blush was the cutest thing ever.
Chapter 17
Cohen
It’d been the longest Saturday in recorded history.
Cavemen had their day go faster than I had.
But seeing Bishop’s smiling face as he nearly jumped through my door made my patience worth it. I’d been the best Dom ever because I’d only responded to his random texts instead of being a nuisance and texting him a thousand times.
“You look like you had a good day.” I laughed as that earned me a smacky kiss and he nearly giggled.
Someone was very excited.
“I was a wonderful Daddy and I was very Cohen today and asked questions, not too many because he wants to text some of the harder ones, but I did great.” Bishop was nearly vibrating with energy. “He even said I was a good Daddy and he was comfortable enough to be little last night. He even wanted a slumber party.”
Bishop shook his head and laughed, taking a minute to let his exuberance out before he explained what a sleepover meant in this context. “He just wanted to be put to bed with his binkie and cuddled. He was still very little and it was so cute. I think he’s even got diapers tucked away somewhere, but his closet is a mess, so I didn’t see them.”
Ah.
“Then what happened?” As I closed the front door, he took my hand and led me through the house, giggling again.
“When Ian is little, he squeezes my hand and drags me through his apartment like he’s a race car driver. It’s so funny.” Bishop’s smile was contagious, but I loved the way he brought us right over to the couch and knelt down for me.