Page 16 of Daddy on Tap

After taking care of business, I came out and climbed into bed. While I was in the bathroom, he’d gotten down to his boxer briefs, and he joined me on the bed.

I snuggled onto his lap, positioning myself so I could reach his nipple with my mouth. It was a slightly awkward position, but I was determined to get a good latch. Being close to him while I drank was important to me, and if my neck hurt later, so be it. I circled my tongue around his nipple, and when the first drop of milk hit the tip of my tongue, I latched on and began to suckle, drinking greedily.

It was hard to believe how long I’d gone without knowing this existed. Maybe it was for the best because I couldn’t imagine a better partner for my first time than Adam. He was so patient, so caring, so… Daddy.

When it was time to switch sides, he had me sit beside him as he laid down. Then he pulled me to his side so I could lie down while I drank.

This time, I fell asleep. Drinking my milkies, I fell into one of the most peaceful sleeps of my life.

Chapter 14

Adam

My time with Riley passed by way too fast.

On the one hand, it seemed like we had just met five minutes ago and needed so much more time before we said goodbye. And on the other hand, it felt like we’d been close to each other from the second we met and there was something real here. Saying goodbye just didn’t feel like an option.

My flight was leaving at five, so after Riley’s last meeting ended at eleven, we only had a few hours left together before I had to go to the airport.

We still hadn’t had any real discussion about what happened after we went home, but we couldn’t put it off any longer. Our time together was coming to an end, and we needed to be smart about how we used what little time we had left.

I checked my bags with the valet near the taxi stand outside my hotel and grabbed some coffee. Then I waited for Riley’s meeting to end. There was a bench outside his meeting room, and time seemed to creep forward as I sat there.

When he walked out, his eyes instantly sought me out, and once he found me, a huge smile of relief and happiness covered his face as he jogged toward me. “You’re still here.”

I wrapped my arms around him and lifted him up onto his tiptoes as I buried my face in his neck. “Of course I’m still here. I wanna spend every second I can with you before I have to leave.”

“I don’t wanna talk about that.” He slumped in my arms, so I lowered him to his feet and took a step back, using my fingers to tilt his head up until he was looking at me.

“I don’t wanna talk about it either, but we have to. If we don’t, then our goodbye this afternoon will be goodbye forever. Is that what you want?”

His eyes began to well up as he shook his head. “No, Daddy. Please don’t make it forever.”

“Then we have to talk, sweet boy. What do you want for lunch?”

“Mac-and-cheese balls.” He said it almost like a challenge, as if I might not agree.

“Sounds good to me.” I took his hand, and we began to walk through the casino. “I can make that happen.”

There was a restaurant at the other end of the shopping center attached to the casino that was famous for its mac & cheese balls. Riley and I had talked about them once before, and I knew he was excited to try them.

We were both quiet until we ordered our lunch and sat down at a table, waiting for our number to be called.

Riley looked up at me with a quivering lower lip. “It’s not forever, right?”

I reached across the table and took his hand. “I hope not. I guess we finally have to talk about what things will look like when we both go home.” I raised an eyebrow and gave him a questioning look. “Where is home for you?”

Riley sighed and crossed his arms over his chest, doing his best mini tantrum without making a scene. “Tacoma.”

I couldn’t hold back my smile. “Tacoma, Washington?”

“Yes.” He cocked his head, showing off some of his sass. “Let me guess. You’re from Orlando? Charlotte? Washington DC? Australia?”

I chuckled and held out my hand for him. He hesitated for a few moments before finally reaching for me again and letting me hold it. “Seattle.”

His entire demeanor changed and his pout disappeared. “Seattle, Washington? Like, the Seattle Washington that’s near Tacoma, Washington?”

“Yes, baby. We’re less than an hour apart.”

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