Page 23 of Shotgun Daddy
Faustino’s fists tightened in his pockets. He hated being sidelined, left to dangle like bait while the so-called other bosses pulled the strings. But Matteo’s reasoning made sense. A fake split could draw out the traitor, give them a target to aim at.
“Fine,” Faustino growled. “But the second we know who’s behind this, I’m handling it my way. No negotiations.”
“Deal,” Michael said. “We’re still a team, brother. Just playing it smart is all.”
Faustino didn’t respond, and instead simply turned for the door.
Faustino was sure he was safe with Matteo and Michael now. But things still felt sore. Faustino needed something softer, something real to pull him out of this mess… and he knew exactly where to find it.
The Bubble Palace’s nap room was a world apart from the dark hallways and even darker history of the Fendi mansion.
As Faustino leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, his gaze softened as it settled on Reece in the play area.
The playroom was a pastel dream. Walls painted a soothing lavender, dotted with fluffy white clouds that seemed to float in the dim light. Beanbags in bright pinks, blues, and yellows sprawled across the thickly carpeted floor. The sight of Littles cradling their stuffies and clutching bottles or blankies, made even a wildman like Faustino want to give up his life for something more sedate.
Over on the other side, Reece was a whirlwind of joy, laughing as he darted around a foam pirate ship with Benjamin. The boy’s romper hugged him tightly as he bounced, his hair flopping everywhere as he dodged a soft ball that Kyan tossed in his direction. The three collapsed into a giggling heap, arms andlegs tangled, and Faustino felt a reluctant smile come over his face.
Damn, he’s something else.
I didn’t think it was possible after Justin.
But… no, don’t say it. It’s too soon.
Faustino was brought out of his thoughts as Reece spotted him, his face lighting up with joy.
“Daddy!” Reece giggled, scrambling up and running over, throwing his arms around his waist in a hug that nearly knocked him back. “You’re here!”
“Where else would I be?” Faustino laughed, ruffling his hair, the softness of it making him feel warm inside. “You having fun out there?”
“Uh-huh!We’re pirates, and I’m the captain!” Reece said as he puffed out his chest, hands on his hips. Reece grabbed his hand, tugging him toward the nap room. “But I’m getting sleepy now. Can we have… milkies?”
Faustino let Reece lead him, sinking onto a oversized beanbag in the corner. The room’s gentle sound of rhythmic waves wrapped around them both like a cocoon. Faustino grabbed a warm milk bottle from the heater by the wall, testing it on his wrist before handing it to him.
“Here you go, sweet boy. Drink up,” Faustino said, watching with glee as Reece latched onto the bottle’s teat as he climbed into his lap.
“Fankyou, Daddy,” Reece mumbled as he suckled, his voice heavy with sleep.
“Don’t mention it, baby boy” Faustino murmured. His own eyes grew heavy, the ocean waves playing through the room’s speakers and his soft breaths pulling him down into his own relaxation.
Soon they were both drifting off together.
For now, the world… and all its danger and drama… could wait.
After a wonderful play, milk bottle, and nap at the Bubble Palace, both Faustino and Reece were feeling full of life as they walked back toward Faustino’s car.
With his motorcycle not the ideal way to travel around with an apparent target on his head, Faustino was happy enough to use his armor plated SUV – especially if it meant that he and Reece could make their own fun in the back seat…
“Sit on my lap,” Faustino said, patting his leg as Reece stepped into the rear seats next to him.
“Yes, Daddy,” Reece answered, an unmistakable look of arousal in his face as he scanned Faustino up and down.
Faustino smiled, his eyes suddenly full of desire as he saw the unmistakable stiffening of Reece’s cock poking out from his shorts.
As Reece clambered onto his lap, Faustino wasted no time in drawing him in close for a kiss. And as soon as their lips met, it was like a damn burst…
“Daddy, Daddy, I’ve wanted this so much,” Reece said in between breaths as Faustino’s tongue lapped over his plump lips.
“Same,” Faustino replied, his cock already rock-hard and the sensation of Reece’s lips driving him wilder with every taste. “Are you ready to give Daddy your mouth?”
