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I blow out a breath. "Thank you for being so considerate." I fight like hell to keep the attitude out of my voice.
It doesn’t work.
Benedetto stares at me sternly. "You can be honest with me, boy. This relationship won't work if you cover up your true feelings with toxic positivity."
Whoops. I guess I didn't do a good enough job.
I stare at the mattress. "I’ve dreamt about a man like you rescuing me for years. A kind, noble man who cares about me more than life itself. I can tell you care about me, Benedetto. It's in your eyes, the way you protect me, the way you help me recover my memories."
Benedetto brushes his thumb across my jaw. "I'm honored you'd say that."
"It's true." I shrug noncommittally. "I'm so grateful for everything you've done. The way you go slow with me, always respecting my boundaries. The way you hear me out and don't just brush me off as a victim like your brothers are currently doing. Even the bubble bath you ran me tonight."
"Did you like eating strawberries in the tub?" A smile tugs at Benedetto’s features.
"Oh yes." My cheeks light up. "See? You even remembered my favorite berries and purchased them so I could enjoy the bath. You also saw that I loved rubber duckies at Little Land, and you bought some just for me."
"That's what every good Daddy should do for his boy." Benedetto lets out a growl.
"You weren’t my Daddy yet when you bought those duckies," I remind him, tapping his beautiful belly.
Benedetto tilts my chin up. "Let's just say that… I likely would've asked to be your man—and your Daddy—in a few weeks’ time regardless. Nothing would've stopped me."
I scrunch my face together. "What's so important in the next few weeks?"
Benedetto keeps mentioning this. There must be a big event coming up.
"I'll let you in on it soon enough. It's a secret for now, though."
"Does it have to do with my captors?"
Benedetto nods sagely. "Maybe. That's why I can't tell you. The last thing I’d want to do is put you in danger."
My eyes lock on Benedetto’s chest. He removed his shirt when we returned from our bubble bath and his belly is completely exposed. I stare at it, so full and rotund, and dip down to cuddle it.
"I want to ask you something." I trace the outline of Benedetto’s nipple with my index finger, then prod the tip. "Or more accurately, I need yourpermissionto do something."
Benedetto lets out a groan. "Does it have to do with Daddy's nipples?”
"It sure does." I don't even bother hiding it. "In the warehouse, Ollie sometimes let me suckle his nipples when I was scared. It helped me push past my anxiety and stay in a good headspace."
"Lots of boys enjoy suckling their Daddies. It's a great way to destress."
I fight the sea of warmth rolling through me. "May I suckle your nipples?" I pinch his left nipple. "Please?"
"Pick which one you want to suck." Benedetto’s voice is a growl as he threads his fingers through my hair. "Left or right."
I stare at his chest with longing in my eyes. "Left." I feel so naughty inside. "That's the one I want tonight."
Benedetto adjusts his body. "Go for it, cutie. God, I'm the luckiest man in the world."
I bring my lips to Benedetto’s left nipple. I catch it between my teeth, then swirl my tongue around the soft bud. It toughens under my touch, turning into a hard little nub.
I snag a piece of his chest hair between my lips, then suckle that, too. Protective feelings wash over me, and I feel so safe and relaxed.
"You're entering Little headspace, sweet boy." Benedetto rakes his hand down my back, caressing my body. "I can tell you like this."
A soft moan escapes me. I try to speak, but I feel so babyish inside and I can't. This is so much better than when I suckled Ollie in the warehouse. He was a placeholder, a boy who agreed to be my Daddy so I wouldn't lose my mind in captivity.
