Page 99 of Becoming His Perfect Daddy
He wordlessly pulled me into his chest and held me until my tears quieted, until nothing else mattered but me and him, right here, right now.
Until his touch made me whole again.
Once I could breathe normally, I turned tear-stained cheeks to Cameron, and he smiled down at me. His arms still held me close to his chest, and I rested on my hip to avoid aggravating my sore ass. “Thank you, my beautiful boy. That was just what I needed.”
Cameron’s smile widened, and he leaned down to press his lips to mine. “You’re so welcome, Daddy. I am so glad I could help you like that. Did I do okay?”
I whistled, wincing as I shifted in his lap and gingerly touched my ass cheek. “Boy, I won’t be able to sit down for days.”
He giggled, his boy persona slipping back into place, and I slid to his side, sitting up on my hip, ignoring the burn in my ass as best I could. Reaching up, I pressed my palm against his cheek,and his eyes fell closed as he leaned into my touch. I couldn’t help it—he looked so adorable that I had to lean in for a kiss.
Our simple meeting of lips soon turned into a raging forest fire, and I pushed him to his back so I could climb on top of him. When I pulled away for air, his eyes were sparkling with mischief. “I have another idea.”
I flexed my arms, straightening them so I could get a look at all of him. “Um, I don’t think so. I’m not sure I could handle another one of your ideas.”
He giggled again, and I grinned back. I loved when he got like this. “No, Daddy, this is good. First, you—”
“Oh, this is a multi-step plan?”
He nudged my thigh playfully with his knee. “Shh, Daddy. You’ll like it, I promise.”
I lifted onto one arm and mimed zipping my lips with my free hand.
He grinned. “Okay, first, you need some gel on that ass. Second, I want to take a quick shower.”
I opened my mouth to protest, but he put a hand up between us.
“I want to give you a surprise, and you’ll need the time to get ready.”
“Get ready?”
He nodded, his grin so wide I was worried it might split his face. “Yes, I want you to put your dick on for me.”
His words shot through my gut and down to my dick, hardening it in an instant. We’d bought my strap-on together a few weeks back, and it had only just come in a few days ago, so we hadn’t had the chance to try it yet. “I think that’s an excellent idea, baby.”
“Awesome.” Cameron hopped up with the energy of someone half his age, grabbing the arnica gel we’d taken to using from hisnightstand drawer and waving it in the air between us. “Now, on your stomach. It’s time for aftercare.”
***
Cameron’s shower was quick, as promised, and it took me almost the entire time he was getting clean to strap on my harness and make sure it worked. I’d been spending more hours at the gym working on my ab strength, and I was certain I could give my boy the fuck of his life.
God, that sounded amazing.
Cameron stepped into the room fully naked, and the sight of him sent my senses reeling. “God, you’re beautiful, baby.”
He smiled, kneeling beside me on the bed and crawling toward me. “Thanks, Daddy.” He stopped mere inches from me and sat up. I mirrored him as best I could with my ass smarting beneath me.
“What’s up, sweet boy?”
Cameron searched my gaze. “With everything that just happened, I, um . . . Can we be Sam and Cameron right now? Just us?”
My heart squeezed. “Oh, baby, of course. I’ll just be Sam, the man who wants to make you happy.”
Cameron grinned. “And I’ll just be Cameron, the man who wants your dick in my ass.”
We cracked up then, Cameron collapsing on top of me. Once he’d shifted slightly to the side so I could breathe, I pulled him tightly against me, kissing his messy damp hair. I longed for the day when my chest was like his, scars fading with every passing day, when we could be skin-to-skin as our truest selves. But until then, I was infinitely thankful to have him close, any way I could have him.
After I’d held him for a few quiet moments, I lifted up on my elbow to gaze down at him. “Cameron?”
