Page 15 of Cruising for a Daddy

He laughed but began to rock back and forth. “Can I touch myself, Daddy, please?” he asked. I nodded my head, and he gripped his cock and stroked himself in time with his movements. It was one of the sexiest things I’d ever seen, and I knew I wouldn’t last long.

I knew he’d said riding me was his favorite position, but my need to be in control took over, and I sat up, grabbed him, and flipped him over on his back. Then I began to pound into him hard and fast. “I’m close, baby boy, so close.”

“Me, too, Daddy,” he said as he grasped his cock and stroked it.

“Then come for me, boy,” I ordered as we both shouted out our release at the same time.

Ollie

I laid there basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking and tried to convince myself I wasn’t dreaming. My Daddy wanted me to come home with him. It was hard to believe that just a week ago, I was worried about finding a job that I thought I would probably hate and figuring out how I was going to pay my rent, and now, everything I’d always wanted but had been afraid to even dream of was right here in front of me.

“Did you mean it, Daddy, when you said I could try to start my own business doing graphic design? Because that could take some time to get started.”

“That would mean you could work from home, right?” I nodded my head against his strong chest and had to resist the urge to lick him. We were having a serious conversation here, and now was not the time. “Well then, I think that would be perfect. I know we haven’t talked much about this, but, baby boy, I have more money than I could spend in two lifetimes. As far as I’m concerned, you don’t have to work at all. But I already know you well enough to know that you wouldn’t be happy that way. You’ve worked hard to earn your degree, and you didn’t do all that for nothing. So yes, I think you starting your own business and taking as long as you need to get it started is a fabulous idea.”

“I do have money saved up to cover my living expenses, you know,” I said. The last thing I wanted was for him to think I was using him for his money. I mean, up until now, I didn’t know for sure how much he had, but I’d suspected. He was way too quick to pay for stuff not to be loaded.

“Well, why don’t you let me worry about living expenses, and you can use that money to start your business. I’m sure you’ll need advertising and maybe some good equipment.”

“Maybe, or maybe I could get a job for a while to get experience.”

“You could. Baby boy, here’s what I want you to know, I’m in your corner no matter what you decide.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” I leaned over and brushed a light kiss over his lips.

“No, thank you for agreeing to this. I’m asking a lot from you. You’ll have to move across the country and leave everything and everyone behind. I’m just grateful you’re willing to take a chance on us.”

“I’m so willing,” I said, laughing. “Carey was saying he was rethinking his plans, so who knows, maybe I can convince him he should move, too. That would be awesome.”

“I think it would be great for you to have your friend close by. Just let me know if there’s anything I can do to help. But either way, I think the best thing is for you to come and take a few months to get settled. Then you can decide what to do from there.”

“Daddy,” I asked softly. “Do you think it’s too soon for me to tell you that I love you?”

“I hope not, baby boy, because I feel the same way.”

“You do?”

“I do. I’ve known it since yesterday afternoon when I watched you swim with the dolphin, and I realized all I needed in life to be happy was to have you by my side.”

I snuggled in closer, and he wrapped his arms around me. I knew we still had a lot to figure out and a lot to learn about each other, but I also knew everything was going to work out fine because I’d found the perfect Daddy for me.

Epilogue

Three years later

Ollie

“Are you sure you hadn’t rather go on a cruise this year?” Adam asked.

“I’m sure. The cruise was a once in a lifetime opportunity, and it was a lot of fun, mostly because that was how I met you. I don’t think cruises are really my thing.”

“Well, baby boy, what do you want to do for vacation then?”

I couldn’t believe this was the same man everyone said he never took a vacation. I’d heard all about his workaholic ways from Bree. But from the moment I’d moved in, he’d set some firm boundaries in his work life. Gone were the sixteen-hour days and seven-day work weeks. Not that he wasn’t still dedicated to his family’s company, or that he didn’t still have some pretty aggressive plans for their growth; he just learned to delegate a lot of those tasks to make sure he had plenty of time for me.

“I was thinking, maybe this year we should make a trip to the mountains. Ideally, someplace with no internet.”

He chuckled and pulled me into a hug. “My baby boy’s thinking he needs a chance to disconnect and decompress, huh?”

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