Page 74 of Awakening His Daddy

Then again, I did have his dick in my hand, so I seem to be taking all kinds of steps I didn’t expect.

I move right behind him, and he doesn’t seem to notice.

“I think we should have blueberries in our pancakes, with syrup, and whipped cream.”

“Sounds good.”

He turns in surprise, and I kiss him. He startles but softens for me. It’s a short kiss with no tongue, but a real kiss, not just a peck of affection.

“What was that for?” His eyes are closed, and he has a sweet look on his face.

“I wanted to see what it was like to kiss you.”

“And how was it?”

I kiss him again, just a little bit longer this time.

“Good,” I answer.

“Just good?” he teases.

I grab him and pull his hard body against mine.

“Well, there was no tongue, so it’s hard to tell.”

A wicked smirk crosses his lips. “I can give you tongue, Daddy.”

This time when we kiss, there is nothing slow, gentle, or sweet about it. His mouth opens right away, and I take advantage by shoving in and licking every inch I can reach. But it’s not enough. I pull him even closer and try to stick my tongue down his throat. I want him to choke on it…

Izzy’s phone rings, and we just ignore it. This is far better than any stupid call. When it rings again, we break the kiss, and I place my forehead on his, the two of us breathing deep and sharing the same warm air. When the phone rings again, I’m seriously considering murdering whoever is bothering us.

I’m enjoying kissing Izzy. More than any other kiss I’ve ever had. I’m not sure what it is about it, about him, but he makes me want more, and he makes me want to give him more.

“It’s probably Leo,” Izzy says.

Oh. His name is like a bucket of ice water to my dick, so I let go of Izzy and grab out the ingredients I need to make pancakes.

What am I doing? It’s not like anything could come of us being together.

There shouldn’t even be an us.

“Joe, wait.” I pause. “Are you going to freak out? We’ve done a lot this morning, and I want to talk about it. I don’t want to push you too fast or away. But I want you in so many ways. All the ways.”

I look at this sweet boy, and I know that my next words could break his heart. I open my mouth and now my phone rings. I roll my eyes at the nosy bastard that is my son.

“We do need to talk about this, but I’m not freaking out. I just need to figure things out in my head.”

Izzy takes my hand in his. “No, don’t do that. Talk to me. Don’t push me away and not tell me why or let me argue against your reasons.”

I huff a laugh. “You want to debate me into dating you?”

“I’d do whatever it takes. I’m not sure if you noticed, but I’ve had a crush on you for a while now.”

“I might have noticed.” My phone rings again, and I hand it to Izzy. “We can talk more later, but you better answer this before Leo sends out the mountain rescue.”

Izzy puts it on speaker.

“Hey—”

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