Page 51 of Forever Ink

“Well if I sit there, I’m going to get distracted, and I have something important to ask you.” I sucked my bottom lip between my lips, biting on it. It was a habit I’d nearly stopped over the last few months, but right now I was seriously nervous.

“You can ask me anything, Rhys, you know that right?” Simon held out his hand, beckoning me to climb onto his lap. I slid forward taking his hand, the ring held tightly in my other.

I looked at Simon and saw the same love I had for him mirrored in his amber eyes. My heart felt like it had grown seven sizes in my chest. “Simon. Daddy. You make me feel like I can do anything. You helped me see that what I wanted from life wasn’t wrong or evil, and that I deserved to be loved and to love who I wanted without judgment or hate. You gave me a home, love, and a family, and I want to do the same for you.” I opened my hand and held out the platinum ring in my hand. “Simon, I want you to be my forever daddy, and my husband.”

Simon’s eyes grew wide, and the hairs of his beard seemed to twitch as a huge smile spread across his face. “Baby bear, are you asking me what I think you’re asking me?”

I tilted my head and grinned. “Well if that’s if you would marry me, then yup.”

Simon just stared at me, and I started to get nervous.

“Daddy, you’re making me nervous.” I went to pull my hand back, the one holding the ring, but Simon’s larger hand wrapped around it.

“Yes, baby bear. I would like very much to be your forever daddy and marry you.” Simon’s voice was husky, and his eyes were glassy with unshed tears.

“Daddy, why are you crying?”

“Because I’m happy, baby. The happiest man there ever was.” Daddy didn’t give me a chance to answer before he crashed our lips together. I moaned at the soft brush of his beard against my cheeks, his tongue moving against mine in a sensual dance that had my dick getting very interested in what was going on. Simon’s strong hands made short work of my pyjamas and his sleep pants, and I rubbed myself shamelessly against his naked body as we kissed.

Simon pulled away from me, smiling. “Baby bear, it’s my turn to ask you something.”

I nodded eagerly. I was certain I’d agree to just about anything Daddy suggested, and I really hoped it was sex right now, because all the kissing and groping going on had really got me hot.

“Anything, Daddy.”

Simon smirked reaching out to smooth my hair from my face. “What Daddy wants is for his baby bear to fuck him.”

Holy shit.

My cock gave a solid twitch and I let out a needy moan at the idea. I’d never really thought about fucking Daddy, but now he’d said it my brain nearly whited out at the images it conjured in my head.

“I—I want that Daddy, but I’ve never done that before. What if I’m no good?”

“Baby, I have no fear of that. I think you’re going to rock Daddy’s world, and I really want to feel that gorgeous cock inside of me.” Daddy’s hand reached down and gave my shaft a slow stroke. I bit my lip harder, willing myself not to come just at the thought of fucking him.

I melted under his touch, my hips bucking to try and chase the delicious feel of his warm palm against my cock. “Will you show me how? How to make it good for you?”

“Of course, baby. We’re going to need lube.” Simon gave me a slow smile, turning my insides to goo. I sat back and scrambled to find where we’d thrown it. My hard cock slapped against my belly as I jumped from the bed in a rush to find the bottle.

Daddy’s chuckle was warm and rich behind me. “Slow down, Rhee. I’m not going anywhere, and if you fall and break your nose, you’re not going to be able to breed your Daddy good, just like I need you to do.”

Oh, fuck. I grabbed the base of my cock to stave off the impending orgasm his words nearly brought on. I was on a hair trigger.

“Lube’s in my bag, baby bear, and you might want what’s in the side pocket.” I found the lube, then opened the side pocket and saw what Daddy had packed inside. Lifting the cock ring out of the bag, I looked over my shoulder and smiled at Simon, who gave me a lazy wink in return. “I like to be prepared. Come over here and let me help you put it on.” Daddy beckoned me over, eyeing me hungrily. I always said he was my daddy bear, but right now he reminded me of a hungry lion, ready to devour me.

I climbed up onto the bed, clumsily holding the bottle of lube and cock ring in my hands. For a moment I got lost just looking at Simon before his amused snort brought me back to myself.

“So, baby how do you want me?” Simon stretched out, and I nearly swallowed my own tongue.

“I want to look at you,” I said, knowing that the first time I fucked my daddy I wanted to see his face.

“I like that idea. Here, do you want Daddy to stretch himself open for you?” Simon held out his palm for the lube, but I hesitated.

I crawled between Simons legs until our chests were even and kissed him slowly before answering him. “I want to do it.” I reached down and wrapped my fingers around Simon’s thick cock, stroking him slowly as I leaned down to lick at his nipple. “I want to make you feel good, Daddy.”

“Oh, baby, you always do.” Simon’s voice had that edge of early morning roughness laced with a heavy helping of lust. He always sounded sexy to me, but right now, damn, I wanted to make Daddy purr.

I licked at the sensitive nub until it firmed against my lips. I sucked on it slowly like I would my pop, and Daddy gave a guttural groan. I smiled inwardly at his reaction, moving my attention once I was satisfied. I kissed his chest and focused my scrutiny onto his other nipple, lavishing it with the same care as I did its twin. When I was happy with my work, I slid down daddy’s body, my confidence growing with every moan and movement that Daddy made. His cock sat heavy against his stomach, giving into temptation I lowered myself and I mouthed at the crown while I tried to open the lube bottle.

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