Page 11 of Awakening His Daddy

He nods and grins. “I know. No one ties me down.” He rolls over and crawls down the bed so he can look at me. “But he let me fuck him, and not only that, he loved it!”

“My little slut is growing up.” I pat his head and pull my briefs on under the towel.

“You don’t need to be shy. I’ve seen your dick before,” he teases.

“Didn’t you get enough last night?” I tease him back and pull on my pants.

“But you’re so fun to tease.” He rolls over again, and his head flops off the edge of my bed. “Hey, come here for a minute.”

I step closer to him, but I’m not sure what he wants until he pulls me closer by my belt loops.

“It’s the perfect height.” He rolls back over again and sits up on his elbows. “You ever face-fuck someone here?”

“No! I could never.” I’m not that kind of guy. I can’t take charge, and I freeze when I have to. Well, only in bed. I’m okay outside of the bedroom.

“You’re missing out.”

“I’m fine with being a pillow princess bottom.”

“You can be a pillow princess top. Let the bottom ride you.”

“I—” My mouth gapes open, and I’m sure I blush.

“There’s nothing like a tight hole squeezing around your dick.” Leo hums in pleasure. “Promise me you’ll at least try it sometime.”

“I-it’s not. I’m not…in charge. I couldn’t ask.”

“You’re missing out.”

“Have you ever bottomed before?” I accuse.

“Of course, but the alpha in me is too strong. He hates being mounted.”

“You’re reading too many shifter books.”

“Never!” he gasps.

I go back into the bathroom and start brushing my hair. “What did you do last night?” h,e asks and I drop the brush loudly into the sink. “You were being kind of secretive.”

“Nothing, I just went out for a drink.”

“By yourself?” he asks from the doorway.

“No, I met someone there.”Your dad.

“Like a date?” I can hear the hopefulness in his voice. He knows I’m looking for forever.

“I wish, but no, he’s just a friend.”And your dad. I don’t know why I’m feeling guilty. Nothing happened.

“I didn’t know you had any other friends.” He cackles, and I chase him out of the bathroom and tackle him to the bed.

“Of course I do, you jerk.”

“But I’m your best friend.” He laughs as I tickle his ribs.

“The bestest.” I stop my assault. “Are you going to stay here?”

He rolls over again and scoots up to the top of my bed before he grabs my pillow and snuggles it close.

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