Page 57 of Father Figure

“I can't believe this is going to be our last trip.”

“Yours, not mine. I have two more months before the season ends.”

Nicky pouted. He was the only boy who could pull that look off and still look adorable. “I wish I could go with you. You're going to have all the fun without me. All those cute island guys.”

“Just think of all the fun you're going to have at college with all those cute frat boys,” I pointed out, smiling.

His eyes grew wide, and he shimmied in his seat. Did that idea turn him on? It seemed just about everything turned Nicky on these days. That's how it worked when you were nineteen years old with rampant hormones. What I hadn’t realized was how much I would enjoy exploring all the things that he found sexy, even if it was talking about other men. I never really wanted to see him in the arms of anyone other than Sam or myself, but the fantasy was hot as fuck. To ask him how it would feel or what he thought of it while I teased him made both of us hard.

Nicky stared out over the ocean, becoming quiet. “Tell me this isn't all just a dream, that it wasn't just one or two nights, and when I open my eyes, it'll all be gone.”

When he looked back at me, the smile slid from my face. He sounded scared, and I realized how much he wanted this, wanted me.

“It isn't a dream. It started that way, but not now. I'm in this for the long haul, baby boy, for as long as you want.”

“So you're going to be my Daddy? For real? It’s not just a sex thing?”

“If you’ll let me. I'm not perfect, but I'm going to try my best not to disappoint you.”

“I don't think you could ever disappoint me.”

“That's not true,” I scoffed, thinking of all the ways I could completely trash this relationship. Probably without even trying. It was my usual MO. “But no matter how many times I disappoint you, I'm always going to ask for your forgiveness and do my best to make it right. That's my promise as your Daddy, and as the man who loves you.”

His face glowed like a switch had been flipped and someone turned on the light inside his head. “You love me? Not in a Cass way, but in a Daddy way?”

He was being serious, but he asked in such a Nicky way that it made me laugh. My boy was adorable. “Not in a father figure way, but yes, as your Daddy. As a man who loves another man. I'm head over heels for you, baby, and I hope to God you want forever with me.”

“I do, I do!” he squealed and then pushed out his chair, coming around the table to land in my lap. I squeezed him to me as he giggled and peppered his face with kisses.

“I love you, baby boy,” I whispered in his ear, pressing my lips against his warm, soft skin.

“Love you too, Daddy. And I love Sam, but not the same as I love you. Is that okay?” he asked, peering up at me, his face scrunched with concern.

I pressed a kiss to his sweet nose. “It's perfect, baby, just like you.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Sleepy cuddles were the best. My Daddy gave the best sleepy cuddles.

With my back pressed against his warm chest, Daddy wrapped his arms around my waist and hiked his leg over mine, trapping me in the embrace of his body. There was no place I’d rather be.

“Do I just get to call you Daddy, or does it come with actual consequences and rewards, like a real dynamic?”

“Somebody’s doing a lot of thinking in that pretty head. How much do you know about a real Daddy/boy dynamic?”

“I’ve been reading and learning.”

“Of course you have, my little researcher.” His lips nuzzled the soft spot behind my ear, and a legion of butterflies took flight in my belly. “And what have you learned?”

“I’ve learned that there’s not one specific way to go about it. It really depends on the couple and what they want.”

“What is it you want, Nicky?” His sleepy voice sounded husky and sexy.

“I want rules and consequences and rewards. I want fun, adventurous dates, and super sexy times with you and me, with and without Sam. I want to feel safe, nurtured, and pampered. I want to sit on your lap and tell you about my day, and I want to be praised when I do good.”

“You always do good, baby.”

“I like to call you Daddy because it makes me feel a lot of those things I need from you, but it’s also sexy and forbidden, which makes me feel all…”

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