Page 41 of Dear Daddy, Please Want Me

“Yes, Daddy.” Levi felt all of his worries start to fall away. Daddy was here and Daddy was taking care of him. Maybe he really hadn’t messed everything up.

“Touch your face. As carefully as I would touch you.” Daddy’s voice was husky. This was adoring Daddy, looking at him like he was everything.

Levi traced along his own cheekbones, remembering how Daddy had kissed him so gently yesterday. How he’d kissed him and said such wonderful things about him.

He stroked around his lips, remembering how Daddy had followed that path over his bristly mustache and down below his chin. How Daddy said he’d been wanting to touch him there.

“Like this, Daddy?” He knew he was doing it right, but he wanted to say it. To claim Daddy as his.

“That’s right, darling boy. Touch your lips. I think about your lips all the time. You’re always smiling or pouting or laughing and it just makes me want to kiss you.”

Levi caressed his closed lips. His skin felt so sensitive there. Even more, he loved knowing that Daddy had been thinking about him. “I like kisses, Daddy.”

“I know. That’s why I’ll have to give you a lot of them. But right now, touch your neck. Do you see how I would explore your throat? Touch that soft place below your ears?”

Levi felt tingly all over. His hands didn’t feel like they were his own any more. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Now your chest. Long strokes, all the way down to your belly.”

Levi nodded and complied. All of his skin was coming awake, his body singing. Saul’s greedy eyes followed the path of his hands. He leaned back to provide a better view as he traced back up over his ribs.

“That’s right, baby. Now circle your nipples. Lightly.”

Levi grunted at the contact with the sensitive nubs. He was ready for so much more. But it was so good with Saul holding him back. With Saul controlling everything.

“Oh, you like that, do you?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Pinch them.”

His eyes fluttered shut as the sharp torment mingled with the pleasure.

“Harder. Twist them.”

“Daddy…” He could hear himself moaning.

“Good boy. Touch them gently again.”

He went back to the slow circles. It was even more intense now that his nipples were so aroused and tight.

“Pinch.” Saul’s eyes were stormy as he gave each command. Just watching the intensity on his face made Levi feel hot and loose inside. “Twist.”

The new wave of pain met each command and Levi floated on it.

“Gentle now. Show me how good you can be.”

Levi circled them again, no longer thinking of putting on a show but just panting and following instructions.

“Now I want you to flick them. One at a time. Flick them with your fingertips, as hard as you can.”

Even though he knew what was going to happen, the sudden sting of his rough fingernail pulled a shout from his chest. God, did it hurt. He’d never done this to himself before. Never had anyone else do it.

“Daddy,” he whimpered. It was so good, pulling him down to that dark, tangled place where need and pain and sex collided.

He repeated the sharp flick on the other side. “Daddy!” he screamed.

“So good,” Daddy praised. “Keep going for me.”