Page 12 of Daddy's Little Dreamer

“Ah, now we’re getting somewhere. Next question. Would you like to sit on this chair beside mine or on my lap?”

I knew what I wanted but was it bad to want it?

“Um, can I sit on your lap?”

“Absolutely or I wouldn’t have asked. I don’t want to make your little mad.”

Gods that smirk of his was sexy as heck.

“I don’t currently have a little of my own.”

Dare I dream?

I curled up on his lap and he wrapped his arms around me. If this were my last night on earth, it would be the happiest one ever.

“Trevor, what is it about nursing your binky or your bottle that you most enjoy?”

“It calms my brain. My mind goes and goes and goes and goes and it gets to be too much sometimes. I hardly sleep but if I suck on something it’s like my mind goes…blank.”

“ADHD?”

“Heavy on the H.”

“Understood. Now, let’s get you situated.”

4

Was love at first sight possible?

This sweet, enchanting, unsure little who’d just claimed his place on my lap led me to believe it was.

“Would you like to give nursing a try? If you don’t like it, we stop. No pressure whatsoever.”

“I-I think so, but I don’t want to do it wrong.”

“About the only way that could happen was if you bit me. Not that I don’t enjoy a hint of pain and nibbling.” I winked and was met with an adorable blush that tinted his cheeks. “But this isn’t the time nor the place for it.”

I’d likely come in my pants if he clamped down. I was seriously drawn to this sweet boy that I’d only met mere moments ago. That revelation hit me out of nowhere.

Pump the brakes, Jayger. Don’t scare the poor boy away.

“Um, okay.”

“Sit up a bit, sweet boy.”

I unbuttoned my shirt and slid the chest cover down and recalled the first time I’d used cotton pads and how they fell out right in front of the little. How far I’d come since then. Did I need the money this gig paid? Not at all, but I enjoyed the company and used the funds to renew my annual club membership. My day job more than paid my living expenses but this venture had become more of a hobby and a way to release the pressure and sometimes even hook up afterward.

His eyes widened as he clocked my every move. Absolutely adorable.

“Just like with your bottle, latch on and suck.”

Trevor finagled his body around; my dick shouted for attention as he slid his tiny tush across it. Was he aware of his actions and what they did to me? I thought not. He was far too focused on doing this right.

Tentatively his lips met my nipple. Shudders wracked me as he gently sucked, and my cock hardened to a dangerous level. Counting backwards from ten, I calmed the hormonal surge and opened my eyes. His questioning gaze sought my acceptance and I nearly crumbled. This uncertain boy, so timidly shy. Had he no clue of his worth?

“You’re a natural, sweet boy. Now, let’s get you into a more comfortable position.” I wrapped my arms around his body and shifted him a smidge, then cradled him as he fed. I had nursed two others before him but never had my body reacted as it had to Trevor.

I lost track of time, the sweet boy in my arms fast asleep. My fingers ran through his hair as the gentle angel rested, his mind finally at ease. For most of the littles, the nursing was nothingmore than part of their playtime or foreplay for what came after they left the club. But for Trevor, it was more, and to know that what I once considered an embarrassing hindrance gave him such peace had me seeing lactating for the first time as a gift.

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