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The room should be what captures my attention most.
Instead, I can only focus on Bryce.
Bryce is so big and fluffy today, the button-down blue shirt he wears letting my eyes drink in every bit of his fluff. Talk about a big belly. Wow. His biceps are enormous, and his chest puffs out like he owns this place. His deep, coffee eyes bore into mine, and I lose my breath when I realize that they’re not merely brown, no. The gods must’ve added a dash of cream. Rich, succulent cream, cream that I’d like to run my tongue across, which seems bizarre, but that’s how they make me feel.
I stare at Bryce’s juicy thighs, so meaty and rotund, in his working man’s blue jeans. A beat of desire pulses through me, and my cock stiffens in my traffic cone briefs, rising to its full length.
Bryce walks toward me and buries me in a bear hug. "There you are, cutie. I set all this up for you. The toys, the posters, the stuffies."
I blink back tears as I hold Bob up. "Bob loves it, too."
I’ve been in the cuddle room quite a few times. Mostly to play with my friends. Never have I seen it look so wonderful.
Bryce tousles Bob’s hair. "Tell me, Bob. Do you think BJ should zoom around in his brand-new dump truck? Or should he and I talk first?"
Bob doesn’t respond.
Typical.
I try my best not to cry. "Bob is shy."
"Like you, eh?" Bryce leans in and boops my nose. "I’ve never seen you so speechless."
Bryce is right. I am speechless—or as close to it as possible.
I stare into his eyes, losing all track of time. This must be what Waxley and Calloway spoke about when they told me about the nights they first cuddled with their Daddies in the cuddle room.
Yep, I have no idea if I’ve stared into Bryce’s eyes for two minutes or twenty hours.
I wrap my hand around his. "I like the decorations."
Bryce pats my bum. "I tell you what, sweet boy. Since you seem overwhelmed, I’ll bring you to the pillow pile and cuddle you for a bit. We don't have to rush our fun with the toys, no we don’t. This is the cuddle room, where the Earth stops spinning and we have endless amounts of time to be with each other. These toys will still be waiting for us after we finish our heart-to-heart, and you can play with them to your heart’s content."
My eyes drift up yet again. Bryce’s hand on my ass feels so good, so protective yet naughty. Oh, does he have any clue as to the dirty thoughts that swirl through my mind?
I adjust myself, then clench my thighs together super hard. The last thing I need is for Bryce to see my wee.
My wee is always getting hard around Bryce.
It’s ten times worse now that we’re surrounded by construction things.
I nod. "A cuddle sounds fine."
"Come closer, baby boy. Goodness, I’ve waited far too long to make you mine."
His.
I try my best not to have a panic attack. I don't really get those much, but around a cute Daddy like Bryce, it’s tough to stay calm.
Bryce
Lucky doesn’t begin to describe me.
Blessed. Chosen. Divinely smiled upon by the gods.
I stare at BJ who’s damn near circling my chest like a puppy, and lose my ability to think straight.
How… on Earth?
