Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 57034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
“Do you remember how good Daddy tastes?” His happy sound said he did indeed. “Give Daddy kisses then.”
It’d been long enough since his too-small dinner and there was no way he was still full.
“It’s…it’s okay?” Rolling over just enough that he could lick my nipple, he gave a faint giggle as milk beaded on the tip. “I don’t…I wasn’t…”
Whatever he was worried about was hard to keep in his mind, but I thought I could cover most of it with very practical answers.
“I like being able to take care of you and you are a much better way to make me feel good. I don’t like the machine pumps and I’ve been thinking about you all afternoon.” I’d manually expressed enough not to leak, but it hadn’t been comfortable.
“I can take care of you.” Looking at it that way seemed to chase away the last of Milo’s fears and he giggled as he wiggled around to find the right position. “I’m going to make you feel good, Daddy.”
Yes, he was.
The moan he got from me as he wrapped his lips around my nipple had him doing a happy dance, bobbing around in the water until I pinned him against me better. That had him giggling again but he quickly went back to focusing on getting his snack.
It would’ve been easier to ignore how good it felt if we’d been wearing clothes or if we hadn’t been rubbing together in the water, but everything was coming together to make it perfect for our boats. His fingers were even softly petting my chest as he gave happy hums between each suck.
He was distracted by filling his tummy for a few minutes as we cuddled and he edged me without realizing it, but by the time he’d drained one side of my chest, he’d remembered our plan to sink the boats.
So as he switched from one side to the other and I sank lower in the tub to give him a better angle, he shifted so he was draped down the front of my body. His face was probably still too close to the water but he loved the new angle…well, based on how he moaned around my nipple, he loved it.
I gave a strangled chuckle and rocked my hips up to stroke my erection against his stomach. “If you drown, we won’t ever have cuddle time in the bathtub again.”
Milo giggled but his only actual response was to nibble on me before he went back to sucking. My cheeky little was feeling very confident and pleased with the turn our cuddling had taken. He let out more happy sounds and sucked in long tugs that went right to my dick.
As Milo had said earlier, it was coming out to say hello and my boy loved to chat. So he sucked and rocked, wiggling against me as I petted his back and held him as steady as I could. “That’s my good boy. Saying hello so nicely.”
That got another giggle out of him but he humped my legs faster and seemed to enjoy the silliness. “Your boat is saying hello too.”
It was ridiculous but he snorted around my chest and shook with silent laughter as he went back to suckling.
“That feels so good.” I couldn’t reach as much of his body as I wanted, but I stroked his back and reached down to knead his ass as I encouraged him to keep rocking against me.
We weren’t in any rush but I knew it could only last so long. We were both too close, so I wasn’t surprised when, as the pressure in my chest eased, his hips started going faster. The sexy sounds he was making got more desperate as his sucking slowed down, and before long I felt shivers racing through him.
When it felt like he was right on the edge, I pulled him harder against me and pushed us both over the edge. Milo’s lips finally released me as he cried out, shaking and bucking harder as he rode out his orgasm.
As we both came down from the high, he yawned and went boneless against me. “No, baby. You’re not going to take a nap in dirty water.”
Barely pausing between his yawn and the nap I knew was just a few deep breaths away, he sighed. “Bubbles…bubbles are clean, Daddy.”
He seemed to think the topic was settled, but I was calling bullshit. “I’m not washing you with cum bubbles.”
Just no.
Milo let out the quietest giggle but barely moved. “I’ll…I’ll…yeah…”
Fuck.
“I have another surprise to show you. Come on. Out of the tub.” Scrubs before rubs. I was going to remember that going forward, but it wouldn’t help me at the moment. “I have a surprise for you.”
The second tease finally had him lifting his head up and peeking his eyes open like his lids weighed a thousand pounds. “I like surprises too.”