Page 7 of Little Bedtime Snack

I closed my eyes, surrendering to the intimate moment with this adorable boy who was giving as much pleasure he was getting. My fingers tangled in his silky hair as he nursed greedily, taking all of me in.

"Good boy," I murmured, my voice thick with desire. "Daddy has lots of milk for you."

Eli hummed contentedly and pressed closer against me. The tickle of his warm breath against my skin made my throbbing cock strain even harder against the rough denim of my jeans. We had too many clothes on, and had we been at one of our homes and knew more about each other than our names, I’d have remedied that.

Each subtle movement of his body on my lap sent electric shocks coursing through me. It was a wonder that I didn’t come right there in my jeans.

I’d always enjoyed the sensual pleasures of having someone nurse from me, but this was different. This was a carnal need that completely consumed me. Every touch between us was heightened, like an explosion of sensation that went on for miles.

Finally, Eli released my nipple with a wet pop and gazed up at me through heavy-lidded eyes. "Thank you, Daddy. That was the best snack I’ve ever had."

"You're welcome, sweetheart." I brushed a stray drop of milk off his forehead. "Did you get enough?"

Eli nodded eagerly and sat up. Then his gaze dropped to the obvious bulge in my pants and a mischievous smile curved his lips. "What can I do for you now, Daddy?"

My throat went dry as I struggled to keep it neutral. "Well, you don’t owe me anything, sweet boy." I gestured toward my lap. "But if you’re still thirsty…" I’d never push, but since he was offering, I wasn’t going to hold back.

“I am.” Eli's eyes lit up with excitement. "I really am, Daddy! Can I really? Are you sure?"

”I’m sure.” His enthusiasm was everything.

With a quick movement, he slid off my lap and onto his knees in front of the couch. I groaned in anticipation as I unzipped my jeans, freeing my aching cock.

Eli licked his lips with his gaze fixed hungrily on me.

"Go ahead, sweet boy." I was barely able to keep my voice steady. "It's all yours."

Eli didn't need to be told twice. He took me into his hot, wet mouth with the same enthusiasm that he sucked my nipples.

It was so good I couldn't hold back a low moan as his tongue swirled expertly around my shaft. "Oh fuck, baby." My fingers threaded through his hair. "That's it. Just like that."

Eli's tongue swirled around the head of my cock again and I almost melted into the couch. No one had ever made me feel so good with their mouth before. It was like he was made for me. I wanted to burn every second of the experience into my memory to have for all time.

I gazed down at him, taking in the sight of his pink cheeks and fluttering eyelashes. My sweet Little was so eager to please Daddy.

"You're doing so good for Daddy." There were so many words to describe how I felt. I wanted to encourage him, but getting out that complete sentence had taken all my concentration.

Eli hummed around my length, sending vibrations up my spine. His hand gripped the base of my shaft as he bobbed his head, taking me deeper with each pass.

"Fuck, sweet boy, I'm getting close." I moved my hand from his head as my hips started to thrust into him. I started out close to coming, but now I was at the brink of no longer being able to hold back.

Instead of pulling away, Eli doubled down and gripped me tighter, hollowing his cheeks as he sucked me deep. The sightof my cock disappearing into his perfect mouth was almost too much to bear.

"Eli, baby, I'm gonna—" Before I could finish the sentence, an intense, mind-blowing orgasm crashed over me. My whole body shuddered as I emptied myself down Eli's throat.

He swallowed every drop, just like he had lapped up the milk from my chest earlier. When he finally pulled off with a soft pop, he looked up at me with adoring eyes. "Was that good, Daddy?"

I cupped his face in my hands, overcome with tenderness. "It was perfect, sweet boy. You're perfect."

Eli beamed at the praise, nuzzling into my palm. "I like making you feel good, Daddy."

"And you do a wonderful job of it." I pulled him up for a tender kiss. I could taste myself on his lips and wanted to deepen it, but we both needed to take a beat.

We cuddled close, basking in the afterglow of this amazing night together.

"What are you thinking about, Daddy?" Eli’s fingers traced idle patterns on my chest.

I smiled and pressed a kiss to his forehead. "I’m thinking that I’ve really enjoyed spending time with you tonight, and I’d like to see you again. If you’d like to."

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