Page 34 of Step Daddy

But no fucking way was he going to allow Kit to believe he was giving up. As long as Kit told him they were a green, he was in. The moment Kit said he was done, Gareth would be too. He’d back off. He’d also be a blubbering, soul-destroyed mess, but that was a worry for another day.

“You know what one of the best things about having a Daddy is?”

“Maybe?” Kit was twisting his fingers, so Gareth grabbed one of his hands and started nibbling on the tips. Kit laughed. “What’s the best thing?”

“You can tell Daddy anything and he can help you through it. No matter what, Daddy is always there to help guide you and catch you if you fall.”

Kit scraped his teeth along his bottom lip. “Thank you. Thanks for not treating me as though I’m stupid or not worth your time.”

Gareth growled low in his chest. Ted. First Kit’s bio dad took off, which had to have left him feeling as though he was worthless. Then he’d gone from that frying pan and landed in the fire with Ted the Festering Dickhole.

Gareth kept petting Kit’s hair back from his head, placing barely-there kisses on his brow, each cheek then ended with one on the tip of his nose. Kit sighed, relaxing in Gareth’s hold.

Gareth smiled. “Thank you for trusting me. That can’t be easy after all you’ve been through. I’m very proud of you for having the strength to take a chance.”

Kit’s features brightened. “You are?”

“Totally.” Gareth grinned. “How about a basic figging tutorial then we can cuddle here until it’s time to go in? Would my boy enjoy that?”

Kit snuggled up to him with a full smile, tucking his head under Gareth’s chin. “I’d enjoy it lots.”

Gareth closed his eyes and breathed in Kit’s enticing scent of fresh vanilla and honey mixed with sweet boy.

He’d never get enough.

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