Daddy’s Picky Eater (Blue Collar Daddies in the City #8)

10. Augie

10

AUGIE

The first kiss with any new person was always scary, but as soon as Dexter’s soft lips gently touched mine, I forgot about being scared and just let myself be into it. His mouth closed around my upper lip, allowing his lower lip to briefly slide inside my mouth, where my tongue teased across it.

He pulled off and came back again, this time closing around my lower lip.

I decided to be bold and licked the seam where his lip met mine, and it was so smooth.

I moaned softly and pressed closer to him, desperate for more.

Knowing it would be okay, I took the lead and kissed him next, sucking his lower lip into my mouth before sliding my tongue over it.

The sexiest sound vibrated out of Dexter’s chest before his big hands slid down my sides, and he easily lifted me up and onto his lap so I was straddling him.

That was the perfect spot for me to finally get the friction on my hard dick that I’d been needing all night. The best part was that friction came from Dexter’s hard dick. I rocked against his length, circling my arms around his neck and kissing him until we were both panting and out of breath.

I squeezed him even harder. “That was the best first kiss ever.”

Dexter pressed his forehead to my shoulder and scoffed. “That was more like the best ten kisses ever.”

“Agreed.” I smiled, hoping that meant what I wanted it to mean. “Does that mean it’s time?”

Dexter turned and kissed my jaw. “Time for what?” He kissed me again, this time closer to my chin until he was back at my mouth.

My lips magically fit in all of his curves and angles. When his tongue went one way, mine fit right up against it, like they were perfectly in sync. Two halves of a single whole.

Once again, we didn’t pull away until we both needed oxygen, and I was rutting so hard against him that I was ready to come. “For the sex stuff. I’m about to do it, so I think it’s time.”

Dexter’s hands went to my hips, and he gently scooted me back, breaking contact and holding me in place. “Maybe we should slow down.”

“Why, Daddy?” Oops. The second that endearment was out, there was no taking it back. Not that I wanted to, but he hadn’t officially told me it was okay to call him Daddy yet. Although, he had officially told me I didn’t have to call him Mister Dexter, and since he said he wanted to try being my Daddy, I quickly reasoned it was fine. If it wasn’t, he said he would tell me. I wasn’t going to create a problem that didn’t actually exist. With my eyes tightly closed, I whined at him. “Why are you making me stop?”

His finger slid across my brow and then over my cheekbone, outlining my eye socket. “Look at me, sweetheart.”

I found my courage and opened my eyes, looking right at him. “Is it okay that I called you Daddy?”

“Absolutely.” He nodded, and I could see the sincerity in his eyes. “You’re an adult, and if you’d like to move forward physically, I trust you to make the right decision for yourself. But I want you to know that I’m not expecting us to have sex tonight. This can go however you feel comfortable.”

“What do you mean? I was feeling really comfortable and then you made me stop.”

Daddy pressed a chaste kiss to my lips and smiled. “I just wanted to do a quick check to make sure it was a conscious move. If you’d like to get off by rubbing against me, I’m good with that. If you’d like to touch yourself with your hand, that’s okay too. If you’d like me to touch you, all you have to do is ask. Whatever you want is okay, Augie. Do you understand that you’re in control here?”

I’d never been in control of sex before. Truthfully, I didn’t actually want to be, but it meant a lot to me that Daddy was willing to go at my pace. “If we kiss some more, and you’re okay with me rubbing on you, I’ll definitely come that way. And if you use your hand on me, that would be even more okay.”

Dexter raised an eyebrow. “I said you had to ask, sweetheart. This isn’t the kind of thing where hints and hypotheticals count. I need to hear the words.”

I sucked in a deep breath and slowly blew it out. “Will you kiss me and help me come against your skin, Daddy?”

“I’d be happy to. Truly.” His eyes closed and his mouth found mine as if it were a magnet landing on steel.

Daddy and I kissed more gently this time, slowly and taking our time as he pulled me back flush with his body. As soon as I started rolling my hips against him, Daddy pulled down my pajamas, so the waistband was tucked under my butt and my cock was fully exposed.

Then, to my surprise and absolute delight, he unzipped his jeans and let his own bare dick pop free.

“Yes, Daddy. One more second like that.”

His wide palm cupped around my dick, holding it flush against his as I continued to rock, rubbing against his rock hard length without risk of losing contact. “That’s it, sweetheart. Take what you need. Daddy’s got you.”

That was all I needed to hear. As soon as he called himself Daddy, I was a goner. I came in long ropes of cream as waves of pleasure endlessly rolled through me. Well, not endlessly, but it was a long time before I finally stopped twitching and collapsed against Daddy’s chest. “Wow.”

He wiped his sticky hand on his shirt and then used it to clean me up before he pulled it over his head and tossed it on the ground. “How do you feel, sweetheart?”

“Melty. Like chocolate that was left in the car on a summer day.” I waved my shoulders like I was a windsock. “That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”

Daddy kissed my cheek and then scraped his teeth down my earlobe. “Me too.”

I pulled back and looked down, realizing that he had come as well. I didn’t even notice because I was so caught up in my own feelings. “Your hand is very strong.”

He shook his head and kissed along by jaw until he was at my chin. After one final kiss, he pulled back and looked me right in the eye. “Not from my hand, Augie. From you. Feeling you against me. Hearing you. Smelling you.” A shiver ran through him. “Fuck, I need to stop or I’m gonna get hard all over again.”

I nodded my head enthusiastically. “Yeah, Daddy. Do that.”