Page 18 of Daddy on Tap

“I missed you too, Daddy.” There was so much more to say than that, but first, we needed to get inside.

The door was barely latched behind us when I kissed him properly, loving the feel of his lips against mine and his body holding me close. The feeling of safety, of knowing that this wasn’t a vacation fling—this was more.

“How have you been?” He took my hand and led me to the couch to sit down.

“Well…I don’t want you to laugh, but…” With other Daddies, I might’ve worried he’d get mad and punish me, but Adam wasn’t like that. He’d appreciate the communication now more than ever.

I told him all about my dream, and then waited for him to laugh or to tell me I should have called him or texted him, because obviously, I should have. Instead, he cupped my cheeks, looked me straight in the eyes, and said, “Whenever you feel like that, remember—I love you, Riley.” Then he gave me a sweet kiss. “Daddy loves you.”

It was exactly what I needed to hear. “I love you too, Daddy. So very much.”

I climbed onto his lap and snuggled into him. “I know we’re supposed to go out tonight to hit up the club, but…can I just stay like this all night long?”

“Sweet boy, you can do whatever you want, as long as it’s by my side.”

Chapter 16

Adam

The second I saw Riley, the memory of every moment we spent together in Vegas came flooding back, and I knew I couldn’t go on like we had been. Texts and calls weren’t enough. They were a reasonable compromise while we continued to get to know each other after we got home, but I needed this.

I needed him curled up in my lap after falling asleep to an animated movie we’d both seen a hundred times.

I needed him grabbing on to my shirt to keep me close when I tried to move him.

I needed him rooting around my chest, looking for a nipple like a hungry kitten.

And more than everything, I needed to hear him call out to me in his sleep. “Daddy, hold me.”

“I will, baby boy. Always.” It took some core muscles I hadn’t engaged in months, but I managed to pop up off the couch with him still in my arms.

Riley didn’t wake up, but his arms locked around my neck and he clung to me like he thought I was going to let him go. Apparently he didn’t believe me when I told him I never would.

After putting him in his bed, I went through the house to pick up the popcorn bowl we left on the couch and turned off all the lights. When I got back to Riley’s room, he was sitting up in bed, waiting for me.

“Did I wake you?” I slipped off my T-shirt and sweats then crawled into bed beside him. “I’m sorry if I was being loud when I washed dishes.”

“You didn’t wake me, but the dishes could have waited.” He pulled the comforter into a bundle over his lap. “I missed you.”

I kissed his bicep and then pulled him onto my lap so he was straddling me. “I missed you too, but if you’re tired now, you should get some rest. We can have reunion sex in the morning.”

“No, Daddy. I’m not too tired now.” He scooted forward so his hard cock was pressed against mine. “I want to reunite right now.”

Whining wasn’t something I generally considered to be cute, but when Riley did it, I just wanted to tickle him and turn his frown upside down. “We are reunited.”

“But the other kind.” He wriggled his bottom, making me groan from the friction. “The kind where you’re in my mouth and my bottom and then my mouth again.”

I chuckled. “That’s a lot of ways to be inside you.”

He shrugged. “You’ve got lots of stuff I like to have inside me.” His fingers trailed from my shoulder to my left pec, and then he squeezed my nipple until milk squirted onto his chest. “Startinghere.” Then he leaned forward to lick a drop off the tip of my pebbled skin as his hand went down to my lap and rested over my dick. “And then here.”

“Mmm…” My head hit on the headboard with a light thud as I looked up, enjoying his warm tongue and strong grip on me. “Put whatever you want in whatever you want.”

Riley giggled and closed his lips over my nipple, taking a hard pull before swallowing and moving down my belly. “Does that mean I can put your whole body in my house forever?”

He winked at me as he pushed down my boxers and licked the head of my cock.

I wanted to stop and ask him to clarify what he meant by that. Was it just a cute thing to say or did he actually want me to move in? That conversation was definitely happening.

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