Page 45 of A Little Bit Naughty

“Baby–” Daddy gave his thighs a little squeeze “–this is all your show. You do what feels safe, comfortable, and sexy. I’m going to lay back and let you fuck me into oblivion.”

Isaac could only grin. How was this even his life? He still wasn’t quite sure he’d know what to do, but Daddy’s confidence was contagious.

He kissed down Daddy’s chest, enjoying the coiled swirls of hair against his cheek, the way Daddy’s thickly padded torso was so ruggedly masculine.

“If you didn’t already know,” Daddy mentioned with another squeeze, “my nipples are very sensitive.”

Isaac took that as an invitation, darting over to draw one into his mouth. Daddy moaned, thrusting up against him. The towel between them bulged with Daddy’s erection, proof of Daddy’s words. Daddy wanted this as much as he did.

God, he could just do this all day, as long as it meant Daddy would keep making those sounds. But he had other goals.

He continued his open-mouthed trail of kisses down Daddy’s rounded belly until he reached the towel, lingering just at the edge of it.

“You can take that off, darling.” Daddy’s voice was calm, but there was an edge of need in it, like he was just barely holding himself back.

Isaac made his kisses even smaller, dragging the slight hair on his chin against that line above the towel. He wanted to hear Daddy fall apart.

“Fuck, baby. I didn’t know you’d be such a tease.”

Isaac laughed joyfully. “I warned you, Daddy!” He felt light. Sexy. Strong. He dragged his fingers along the top of the towel, almost unknotting it, then dragging them back the other way.

Daddy’s hands fisted the sheets. “I think this is more than just a little bit naughty…” His eyes searched Isaac’s with desperation and desire.

Isaac kept laughing. It was fun being the one in charge. He didn’t want that responsibility on a permanent basis. But like this, where it was clear that Daddy was permitting him this one small opportunity, it felt amazing. Their dynamic hadn’t changed in the larger sense, so turning it on its head for an event felt more open and playful.

Slowly, Isaac shimmied back over Daddy’s knees and drew open the towel. Daddy’s cock popped up, hard and dark with need. Isaac drew his fingers down the length, teasing, getting the feel of it.

Earlier, he’d been so much in his little space that he hadn’t had time to appreciate the heavy girth of it, the way the thick veins pulsed along the side, the exposed dome at the top, just starting to get shiny with fluid. He bent down and took one little kittenish lick, just to hear Daddy’s gasp.

Mmmmmm… He could spend all day worshiping this cock. And right now, when he had his own packer pushing against his tight black shorts, it was one of those moments where he hardly felt envious at all.

Because he was going to be inside his Daddy.

Suddenly, Isaac didn’t have any patience left. He could tease Daddy later. He wanted inside him now. Preferably without the awkwardness of Daddy seeing him take out his less-than-realistic cock and making sure everything was arranged correctly. He figured he could just stay behind him, though, and everything would work out.

“Roll over, Daddy.”

Daddy snorted. “Getting a little bossy, aren’t we? Say please…”

“Please, Daddy? Roll over so I can fuck you?”

Daddy’s eyes squeezed shut before he could open them again, lust pooling in his gaze. “Damn, baby.” He made a move to sit up and turn, but then he winced.

Isaac immediately moved back, giving him space. “Shit. I forgot. How can we make this comfortable for you?” The phrase sprang to his lips without a thought.

Daddy rolled his eyes. “Is that what you say to all your patients?”

“Yes,” Isaac sassed back. “But usually not while I’m almost naked. Now give me a sec. We’re going to make a wedge.” He began stacking pillows, which were fortunately plentiful.

Daddy sighed. “Sorry about that. This isn’t exactly the sexy evening I had planned. I hate having to deal with this.”

Isaac leaned over to kiss his chest. “I hate that you’re in pain. But you never have to apologize. Anyway, a good position should help. Let me help you sit up… there. And now lean over… yep. Like that.” Isaac had piled up three pillows under his abdomen and two under his chest. A small throw pillow rested under his head. “Comfy?”

“Yes, actually. I feel silly, though.”

Isaac ran his hand down Daddy’s back. His ass was magnificent, sprinkled with light hair over thick thighs and bitable round buns. Isaac was going to jerk off to this for months.

But now that Daddy was ass-up and exposed for him, it felt a little overwhelming. “You’re the sexy one. I’m the one who’s worried about… well, pretty much everything.”