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“Enough,” Daddy hissed as he came, a couple more strokes and I followed him over the edge. My arms and legs gave out as I plummeted into the wet spot with Daddy on top of me.

“Ew! Wet!” Pinned to the bed, worn the hell out, and unable to move, I was stuck.

“Sorry, love,” Daddy panted and rolled over. “Give me a sec.” He could have all the time in the world. Wet spot or not, I wasn’t budging from this spot without being helped. I’d been well and thoroughly fucked into the oblivion and was checking out for a bit.

I vaguely remember being rolled over and wiped clean but what finally woke me was the smell of pepperoni. And cheese. And sauce. “Mmm, bite,” I moaned, certain I was still dreaming until the cheesy goodness touched my lips.

“Come on, sweet boy, you'll choke if you try to eat lying down.” When I opened my eyes there sat my Prince Charming with a pizza box in his lap.

“I don't think you've ever looked sexier than you do right now,” I teased him. “I think the pepperonis were the selling point for me. Okay, you’ve got me. I'll stay.”

“Look who's got jokes now. Well, I think I'll just take this pizza to the kitchen and eat it all by myself.” He got up and left me stunned in his wake.

“Wait! I take it back. I love you. You're the man of my dreams, I’ll do anything for you. You're an angel!” I called after him as I scrambled out of bed and followed him into the kitchen. When I got there, I glanced down and realized I was naked. “Be right back.” I ran back to the bedroom and slid into my lounge pants and scrambled out to the kitchen before he ate it all. Simon looked at me like I had lost my mind. “Sorry, boy, pizza calls.”

Daddy shook his head. “Beer, soda, water?”

“I think you depleted all the sugar in my body amongst other things. Soda and water, please.” Daddy handed both to me and I downed half the water in a single gulp.

“That’s impressive.”

“That's what you did to me. Now for thepièce de resistance,let's see how many pieces of pizza I can polish off.” I started with two and ended up demolishing four when I finally threw in the towel. “All right, I'm tapping out.”

“Bravo!” Daddy clapped, “Well done, my boy.”

“Smartass.”

“Obi-Wan has taught you well.” I rolled my eyes, and regretted theStar Warsmarathon we had last weekend.

With the move done and over with and pretty much everything unpacked and put away, it was no wonder I napped as hard as I had. Making my furniture fit required Daddy and me to shift around what he already had. Thankfully, there were two of us to do all that heavy lifting. I was sated in every way possible and more than ready to sleep again. Tomorrow it was back to work for both of us after having taken a three-day weekend to get the moving done.

“You all right over there, baby boy?” Daddy asked. We’d cuddled up on couch to binge the next series on our list.

“Yes,” I dreamily sighed. “I really am. “Oh shoot, did you pick out a pool?”

“Before you seduced me?”

“Well, since you put it that way.” To think of me as a seducer. A year ago, I’d never had a craving for sex but now…yeah, I was a seducer and damn proud of it. “I’ll proudly wear that badge of honor.”

Daddy let out a full body chuckle. “I bet you will. But to answer your question, I have four in the cart. I’ll choose the winner away from your prying eyes so there’s at least a bit of a surprise when it’s all done.” I wanted to pout but at the same time the idea of a surprise was very appealing.

We were barely into the second episode of season one when my eyes grew heavy. I vaguely remembered Daddy shutting off the lights and locking the door before he carried me into the bedroom. “Sleepy boy, you need to shower.”

“Do it in the morning,” I mumbled.

“Okay, no whining when the alarm goes off.”

“No promises.” I’d whine for sure. I’d never been much of a morning person and fully anticipated sore everything come tomorrow. “Sleepy.”

“Yes, my boy, you are. Goodnight, I love you.”

“Night, Daddy. Love you, too.”

Epilogue

Edward

The following December

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