Page 24 of Trained By His Little

I tried to reply, but my thumb was in my mouth. I must’ve started sucking it in my sleep. Being in Vegas with Daddy was amazing, but all the excitement wore me out, and I fell asleep the second we pulled out of the airport.

A wet pop sounded as I pulled out my thumb and whined. “I sleepy, Daddy.”

“I know, sweetheart. But right now, I need you to be a good boy and wake up because I have comfy jammies and yummy milkies just for you.” Daddy gave me a wink and squeezed his pec through his shirt.

I licked my lips and giggled, suddenly very awake and very thirsty. “Mmm. Yes, please, Daddy, m’ thirsty.” I loved how confident he’d become with his lactation. It was so sexy.

I got out of the car and discreetly adjusted my rapidly growing cock.

“Ah-ah, little one. None of that.”

Oops. He caught me. “I’m sorry, Daddy. You’re just so yummy. I can't help it.”

Daddy leaned down, his hot breath ghosting against my ear, and his voice deep and breathy. “That’s mine, baby boy. Be good, and I’ll make sure that pretty little cock of yours gets plenty of attention while your thirsty hole milks it.”

“Daddy!” I whimpered as my cock became painfully hard in my jeans.

He let out a deep chuckle as he led me inside, obviously enjoying the way his words scrambled my brain. “Welcome home, sweetheart.”

Home. This was my home now. I giggled happily as I slammed into Daddy, wrapping my arms around his waist. “I-I’m home, Daddy.”

“Yes, you are.” His arms wrapped around me, squeezing me tightly. “I love you, Oliver. I'm so lucky I get to call you my boy.”

Tears dampened my cheeks as I bounced on my heels so I could give him a quick kiss. “I love you too. You’re the bestest Daddy ever!”

His gaze was full of love, and it warmed me to my core. “Always for you, sweet boy. Now, come on. Let's get to it.”

I jumped up and down with excitement. “Yay! Do I really get to suck your other milk out with my bottom?” My dick was already fighting against my zipper as I raced down the hall.

“Yes, but no running in the house, little one. I can't make love to my sweet boy if he's hurt.” He growled sternly in his sexy Daddy voice, making me slow down even though my cock throbbed even more.

“Sorry, Daddy. I’ll be good.” I stood next to my special bed, rocking back and forth on my heels. Desire coursed through me, making it impossible to stay still.

Daddy walked into my playroom and started shuffling through the drawers to get my jammies and diaper, then he set them by the bed.

If I thought my dick was as hard as it could get, that changed the second Daddy started taking off his clothes. I whimpered when he removed his boxers because his hard cock was leaking from the tip, twitching as his gaze raked over my body.

“You’re so fucking sexy, boy. So needy you can't even stop wiggling.” Daddy closed the distance between us and started slowly removing my clothes. He placed soft kisses on my skin, his hot lips making my whole body alight with pleasure.

His breath ghosted over my hard cock as he placed more kisses on my thighs then peeled my briefs off. He stood up, instantly bringing his mouth to mine in a heated kiss.

My lips parted and a low moan escaped when his tongue dove into my mouth, licking and sucking more as he completely devoured me. When we finally broke for air, I whimpered, already missing his lips. “Daddy, your kisses are so good. Need more.”

“I’m going to make sure you get as many kisses as you want for the rest of our lives, but right now, I need to be inside you, baby. Lie down on your stomach and show me your pretty hole.”

“Yes, Daddy.” I slowly lowered myself onto the bed, tucking my knees underneath me so he had full and complete access.

The bed dipped under his weight as he settled behind me. “Fuck, baby. What a thirsty little hole you have for me.” His big, rough fingers grazed down my spine, making me shiver.

My head jerked to look behind me, gasping as warm liquid trickled down my crack and coated my opening. “Daddy?” My eyes widened, and I moaned obscenely when I processed what I was looking at.

Daddy was fisting his fat cock while his other hand rested over his right pec. Those thick fingers pinched and pulled his swollen bud, spraying my backside with his milk. “Your pretty hole was so thirsty, baby. I needed to get it nice and wet so I can feed you my cock.”

He stopped pumping his dick but continued milking himself as his thick digit swirled the liquid around my pucker.

“Daddy, please.” I gasped and whined, the circular motion of his finger teasing me until my hips bucked into the mattress.

“I’ve got you, baby boy.” His finger breached my first ring of muscle as the milk dripped down my sac and pooled underneath me.

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