Page 13 of Little Bedtime Snack

For the next few minutes, we did slow things down.

I kissed him all over—learning his skin, his tongue, his lips—as I worked slick fingers into his tight hole, opening him up until he was malleable and loose enough to take my cock. When I was sure he was ready, I slicked up my dick and moved into position above him. "I’ll go slow, baby, but tell me if you need me to stop."

“I will. I promise.” Eli’s confirmation that he was still on board was all I needed to move forward, to bridge the gap between caretaking and claiming my boy.

I guided myself to his opening, pausing as I pressed my skin to his most intimate spot with just a tiny bit of pressure. Once we crossed this line, I was sure my feelings for Eli would be even stronger, an unbreakable bond that might be too soon to undertake. But there was no fear on my part or his. No hesitation as he looked right at me and tilted his hips to encourage me deeper.

Gently, I pushed forward. The resistance of his body gave way to a snug warmth that enveloped me. The feeling of being inside him—connected in the most intimate of ways—almost made me come from that first thrust.

After I was fully inside him, I stayed completely still, allowing us both a moment to adjust and acclimate to all the sensations flowing through us. Then, when Eli began to fidget, I began to move.

Each thrust was measured and deliberate as we slowly learned each other’s bodies. I watched his reactions and the way he opened up to me, accepting me and urging me on with subtle shifts of his hips.

We quickly found a smooth rhythm that echoed our dynamic. The push and pull of dominance and submission, so similar to the balance of care and affection we’d already explored.

I leaned down and pressed kisses along his shoulder and neck, whispering words of encouragement and adoration to my sweet boy. "You’re doing so good, baby." I stroked his dick to the same rhythm that I moved in and out of him. “You make Daddy feel so good.”

Eli's responses grew more fevered, his breaths coming in quick gasps as he approached his climax. “Yes, Daddy. Yes!”

I adjusted my angle, pumping into the spot within him that made him fall right over the edge of his self-control. When Eli finally came between our bodies, it was with a shuddering release that pulsed around my shaft, bringing me right along with him.

We laid there together in each other’s arms, sweaty and coated in his come as we caught our breath.

Eli looked up at me with a serious expression. “Daddy, was that okay?”

Poor sweet boy was nervous that he wasn’t enough. ”That was better than okay.” I ruffled his hair. “How about we get cleaned up and grab some dinner?” Lunch had been great, but he had to be hungrier for more than the milk I supplied.

He froze at my words.

“Tell me what you’re thinking, sweet boy.”

His lower lip popped out. “Does this mean you’re going to leave?”

I hugged him closer. “I was hoping you wanted me to stay.”

“I do, Daddy.” He pushed himself up. “All night, if you can.”

“Then all night it should be. But before we settle down for the night, a shower and food are in order.”

His eyes lit up. “Can we have chickie nuggies?”

“We can have anything you want.” I had a feeling I’d never be able to say no to him, especially not when he looked at me with his eyes open wide like that, like I was his world.

11

ELI

There was something so peaceful, calming, and safe about falling asleep in Daddy’s arms. Most nights it took me a while to succumb to sleep, and of course, I needed my stuffie before I could even try. My mind wasn’t great about shutting down for the night, no matter what I tried.

But with Daddy here, his warm embrace enveloping me and an exhausting couple rounds of awesome naked fun, I slipped into a deep sleep quickly. I’d been talking to him about a new waffle maker I saw online that had a bunny design in it, and then suddenly I was in dream land.

Even though I fell asleep on him, he was still looking out for me. When I woke up, my bunny was in my arms and I was in Daddy’s. The only explanation was that Daddy had gotten it for me, knowing I would want it. We didn’t know each other well, but he looked after me with such care. I was falling hard.

Blinking a few times to adjust my eyes, I glanced at the alarm clock on the dresser. I learned long ago that if I didn’t have something loud and requiring me to get out of bed, I wasgoing to sleep through every alarm. This one could wake a neighborhood.

3:02. It was nowhere near time to get up yet, but unfortunately, my body said I needed to at least hit the restroom. I may have fallen asleep once, but once I got out of bed, I was usually done for. Oh well, at least I was refreshed.

I set my bunny down, climbed out of bed as carefully as I could, and took care of business.

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