Page 32 of Little Boy Toy

“Yep. It’s good. I love my cup. You take care of everything, right?”

“Hmm.”

“I don’t want this to end.”

“Why do you think this will end?” he asked.

“I mean tonight.”

“Oh. I thought?—”

“You thought I meant us?”

Zale nodded.

“I don’t want that to end, either.” I reached out and took his hand in mine. He eagerly clasped it with his own.

“None of it has to.”

“I’m glad to hear you say that. My little is, too. I guess I want to know if that bothers you.”

“If what bothers me?”

“Me being little.”

“It’s part of you and I like you.”

“Me, too.” I leaned into him. He was warm and smelled of shampoo.

“Even if I’m not a daddy?”

“You don’t have to be. You treat me wonderfully. You got me toys. You do all the things I like.”

“Maybe I could do more?”

I turned my body around so my leg was up on the couch and pressed against his thigh. “You don’t have to do more. Except maybe it would be nice if you kissed me?”

His eyes opened wide. “Now that would be nice.” His smile returned. He leaned down.

When our lips met for the first time a hot fire went through me so fast I jerked against him.

He put his free hand on my upper arm, pulling back a little. “Okay?”

“More than okay.” I leaned in and kissed him harder.

His mouth opened and I pressed harder, parting my lips. The kiss went deep. Real deep. And my cock bounced up in response faster than I’d ever experienced.

I hadn’t questioned my desire, but this was incredible. I wanted to burrow into him. I wanted to rub myself all over him. Would he let me? I thought he might. He wasn’t like the others who flipped me over right away and pulled off my pants to get at my ass. Not that I would’ve minded that with Zale. It was just that I knew him a little better now, and he was a very thoughtful type. The type that would ask permission. I liked that. At least for now. Maybe if this all worked out, I would be demanding he shove me down and make me his, but now, this was all perfect.

I was the one who pushed. I was the needy little in total adult mode right now. I wanted to crawl all over this big man. I pushed until I was in his lap.

“Oof.” He swayed back, catching me against his chest.

I heard his breaths coming fast, matching my own. He lifted his head. His mouth was on me again. Our hands had come unclasped and his hand squeezed its way up from between our bodies to hold the back of my head.

I loved that move. Any guy who cupped my face or head while kissing me got big points.

Zale kissed all over my mouth, then probed inside with teasing licks. These were some fantastic kisses. The best I’d ever had, in fact.

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