Page 18 of Trained By His Little

I blushed, smiling sheepishly from his praise. “Thank you, Daddy.”

When he finished dressing me, warmth flooded me as he pulled me toward him and kissed my nose. “You look so cute in your jammies, baby. Why don't you pick out another stuffie to bring back to bed with you while I go change the sheets? Then we can cuddle.”

I nodded as I thought about which stuffie I wanted.

Daddy smiled as he rubbed at his chest. Small beads of white started to gather at his nipples.

I bounced on my toes, licking my lips. “Mmm, milk.”

He shook his head, chuckling. “Yes, little one. Snuggles and milk.”

The next time I opened my eyes, the sun was streaming through the windows, and I was snuggled against my Daddy’s side. Warm and dry.

His heat made me feel like I was melting, but nothing mattered except being there with my Daddy. It was amazing.

I buried my face in his chest, inhaling his sweet scent. Drool pooled in my mouth as I wrapped my lips around his nipple and flicked it with my tongue. Then I hooked my leg over his hip, wanting to be as close to him as possible.

Just thinking about this morning and how he cared for me like I was the most precious thing in the whole world made me feel drunk and hazy with lust.

Daddy’s milk flooded my mouth in steady streams as I moaned around his hot flesh. The intoxicating taste made my cock rapidly fill against the cotton of my diaper. My hips bucked into Daddy, chasing the tight friction that was quickly becoming slick with pre-come.

“Fuck, such a good boy. Your mouth feels so good, sweetheart.”

I whined, my hips moving faster as I kept sucking, loving the way his sweet milk coated my tongue.

Daddy’s hand reached around to cup my ass, rubbing his hard cock against my hip.

I whimpered at the contact, becoming more frantic with need. His cock felt so good against me, but I wanted to feel him inside me.

When his milk started to taper off, I unlatched from his nipple and looked up at him in frustration. “Daddy, please. Need you to fill me up. In my bottom.”

“Are you sure, baby?”

I’d never been more sure of anything. “Yes, Daddy. Please.”

He pulled away from me and slipped out of bed, quickly returning with a bottle of lube and a condom. Once he was back, he sat up beside me and helped me remove my clothes and diaper.

I lay flat on my back, and my chest heaved as I watched Daddy remove his pants and boxers, his hard cock bobbing when it was released.

We both had to provide The Lactin Brotherhood with clean test results, so I knew we were both safe.

“Daddy, please. You take such good care of me, but I'm greedy. If it’s okay with you, I don't want a condom. I want all your milk to myself. Want to be yours.”

“Fuck, sweetheart.” He closed his eyes and rested his forehead on mine, considering my request. “You always do such a good job draining me dry. I want nothing more than to make you mine and fill all your holes with my milk.”

My hips bucked into the air as I watched him lube up his fingers.

He leaned over, capturing my lips in a hungry kiss and wasting no time as he plunged his hot tongue inside my mouth and made me moan.

“Daddy.” I ground my cock against his stomach.

He kept kissing me as he reached between us, slowly swirling his finger against my pucker before slipping it inside as he started to stretch me. “Such a good boy for Daddy.”

I writhed and moaned as one finger became two.

He took his time opening me up, using his curled fingers to apply the perfect pressure against my prostate to make my back arch off the bed.

“Ahh, Daddy. It feels so good. I-I need more.”

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