Page 56 of Awakening His Daddy

“I’ve had milk and toast, and I feel fine.”

“Five minutes,” I bargain. “What do you want to do today?”

“Is the power back?”

A quick glance at my wall clock reminds me it’s not, so I shake my head.

“Damn, I really wanted to finish the movie I started last night.”

“I can tell you how it ends.” Izzy raises an eyebrow at me. “Everyone dies.” I bust out laughing when his eyes widen in shock. I know he doesn’t believe me, but he might think my joke was rather low-brow.

“They do not.”

“Fine. They live happily ever after.”

“You’re probably right, but what about the son? He misses his mother, and it might be hard for him to accept a new one.”

“I bet his only wish to Santa is for a new mother.”

“That’s so sweet.” Izzy covers his heart and sighs. “I hope he finds one.”

I smile at this silly boy. “I’m sure he will. Now, is your tummy okay?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good, then come here.” I need him to feed before I start leaking.

The smile that blooms across his face is blinding.

“Yes, Daddy.”

I lean back, and he crawls on top of me. His long body stretching down the length of mine. He doesn’t hesitate and takes my nipple right into his mouth. His head lolls to the side and rests across my arm as he sucks. My eyes sink closed, and every soft pull of his mouth has my dick pulsing with need. It doesn’t help that Izzy’s rutting his hard little dick against my leg.

Should it really matter that he’s a guy?

It’s obvious that my body wants him, and my heart does too, but my mind is the one holding me back.

I don’t find men attractive.

My dick calls me a liar.

Fine, but he is my son’s best friend, and that’s what finally breaks me out of my lust-filled trance.

“Izzy.” I pat his head. “Daddy’s empty.” He whines and sucks harder. “I know, but if you’re a good boy today, you can help Daddy again later.” He just continues his torment of my nipple before he moves to the other side.

I can’t help my laugh when he realizes the other side is empty, too.

“Come on.” I move his shoulders back now, and he goes, but he isn’t happy about it.

“But Daddy, I wasn’t done.” He looks down his body at his hard dick.

“Did I say you could get off on my leg while suckling?”

“No,” he whines and lies back down, his hips thrusting forward. “But I’m so close.”

“Go finish in the bathroom,” I order.

“But I can’t get my clothes off.”

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