Chapter 7 Adam
ADAM
Walking back from the park felt different than walking there.
My hand was in Ellis's, our fingers laced together like we were a real couple. A couple he was proud to show off to the world. I felt like I was floating on clouds, and the invisible boulders I’d been carrying had finally been lifted off my shoulders.
My best fantasy had come true.
I had a Daddy.
A kind Daddy who wanted me and thought I was special and not broken or weird.
It didn't feel real. It felt better than any reality I’d experienced before.
When we got back to his house, Ellis squeezed my hand and sighed. "I've got some yard work I need to tackle today. You wanna help or would you rather hang out inside and watch TV?"
"I wanna help." I didn’t know anything about yardwork, but I wanted to be near him while he was doing whatever he needed to do.
"Perfect." He led me to the backyard shed where he kept all his equipment. There was so much stuff. It looked a little bit like a scene from a horror movie, and I couldn’t help imagining all the ways a person could get chopped up from just about everything I saw.
But I was safe with Ellis, so I shoved my hands in my pockets and waited for instructions.
"I need to weed the vegetable beds and trim back some of the overgrown sections. Think you can pull some weeds?"
"I'm an expert weed puller!" Okay, that was maybe a stretch. Technically, I didn’t know what a weed looked like, but I’d watched the process on TV a few times. How hard could it be?
Ellis handed me a pair of gardening gloves and showed me which plants were vegetables and which were weeds. Then he got to work with his trimmer while I kneeled down in the dirt and started pulling.
It was actually kind of fun. The weeds came out easily from the soft dirt and reminded me of making mud pies when I was a kid. I made a pile of pulled weeds next to me to show Ellis. It wasn’t a huge pile, but I wanted him to be proud of my progress.
I liked to help.
But then I saw a ladybug.
She was tiny and red with black spots that were so cute. She crawled along one of the tomato plant leaves looking for a snack. I watched her for a minute, mesmerized by how carefully she moved.
"Ellis, look." I waved my arm to get his attention in case he couldn’t hear me. "I found a ladybug."
He turned off the trimmer and came over to crouch next to me. "That's a good sign. Ladybugs eat aphids. She's helping the garden."
"She's pretty." I watched her climb higher up the plant. "I'm gonna name her Ruby."
Ellis grinned and nodded his head. "Ruby the ladybug. I like it."
Over the next hour, I found three more ladybugs. Dotty, Spots, and Eugene because the last one just looked like a Eugene. Ellis congratulated me every time I announced a new name like he was happy that I was having fun.
"You're supposed to be weeding." He walked behind me and pressed a kiss to the top of my head. He didn't sound mad. Just amused. “That pile doesn’t look much bigger than when Spots tried to fly away.”
That was a traumatic moment, but she came back. Of course she came back. "I am weeding, but I’m also appreciating the wildlife of your jungle." I pulled another weed and added it to my pile. "Multitasking."
"Uh-huh." He winked as he went back to mowing.
By the time we finished, the sun was lower in the sky, and I was covered in dirt. My knees were grass-stained and my hands were grimy even through the gloves.
Ellis came out of his shed after putting everything away and laughed. "You're a mess."
"This is what a hard day of work looks like." He had dirt on his shirt and his hair was sticking up in all directions. “You look like you’ve worked hard too, ya know.”
"Fair point." He reached out and wiped something off my cheek with his thumb. "Come on, sweetheart. Let's get cleaned up and figure out dinner."
I took a quick shower while Ellis started cooking. When I came out, he disappeared into the bathroom, and I heard the water turn on. I sat at the kitchen table and watched the pot of pasta boil while I basked in a feeling of contentment that made me feel like everything was right in the world.
Ellis emerged a few minutes later with damp hair and a minty-fresh scent that I was quickly associating with his spicy body wash. He finished dinner while I set the table, then we sat down to eat spaghetti with marinara sauce and garlic bread.
Even though I was super hungry, I couldn't stop staring at Ellis. And every time I looked up, he was looking at me too.
When our eyes met, I felt that tightness in my tummy because I wanted him so badly. The way Ellis smiled when he looked at me made me forget how to chew. And whenever I spoke, his gaze would drop to my mouth like he was thinking about kissing me again.
The tension at the table continued to build with every passing minute. By the time I’d forced down a few bites, I was squirming in my seat.
"Adam." Ellis’s voice was lower than usual as he leaned back in his chair.
"Yeah?"
His eyes didn’t move from mine. "Come here, please."
Without questioning him, I stood up and walked around the table.
Ellis pushed his chair back and pulled me onto his lap. One hand was on my hip and the other slid up until he was cupping the back of my neck. "I've been wanting to do this all through dinner," he murmured against my lips and then kissed me.
It was different from the kiss at the park. Hungrier. His tongue swept into my mouth, and I whimpered with need as I pressed closer. My hands fisted in his shirt as I kissed him back with everything I had.
When we finally broke apart, we were both breathless. I could feel that he was hard beneath me, so I shifted on his lap without thinking.
Ellis groaned and held me still. "Adam."
"Sorry, I just…" I didn't know how to explain the need that was building inside me. I felt kinda desperate and achy.
"Don't apologize, sweetheart." Ellis stood up and took me with him. "Let’s go to the bedroom."
He started to walk with my legs wrapped around his waist and my cheek resting on his shoulder. I'd never been in his room before, but I’d been imagining it for days. He set me down on the edge of the huge bed and stepped back. "Tell me what you want, Adam."
"You." I didn’t hesitate at all before the word slipped out. "I want you."
"You have me." He leaned down and kissed me again, gentler this time but no less urgent. "But I need to know what you're ready for."
I didn't know how to ask for what I needed. I just knew I was hot and hard, and if he didn't touch me soon, I might actually die. "All of it, Ellis. Please."
He leaned forward and kissed me as he made quick work of removing my jeans and boxers. Then his mouth was on me, and I stopped thinking entirely.
Even though his lips were warm and gentle on my cock, they still controlled me with a dominance I’d never experienced before. I would climb any mountain or face any fear if Ellis told me to.
I was quickly getting past the point of ever being able to say no to him for any reason. Why would I? He was my Daddy.
I grabbed his shoulders to keep steady, barely able to process how intense everything felt. The way his tongue slid up and down my length, practically summoning an orgasm straight from my balls, was enough to take my breath away.
Ellis gripped my hips, holding me in place as he worked.
"Ellis." I squirmed, almost bouncing off the mattress. "I'm gonna. I can't..."
He hummed around me, and the vibration sent me over the edge.
I came with a strangled cry as my whole body convulsed below him.
Ellis pulled back slowly then wrapped his arms around me. “You okay, sweetheart?”
I buried my face in his chest, overwhelmed and emotional and so, so happy. "More okay than the most okayest ever could be."
He chuckled and brushed a kiss across my head. “Well, okay then.”
I smiled and looked up at him. "Are you?"
"I'm amazing." He lifted me into his arms and then sat on the bed with me across his lap. "It’s getting late and you look sleepy. Do you want a shower or a bath?"
"Bath, please." That sounded perfect. So warm and cozy. "But I might need some help."
Ellis's expression softened and his eyes were sparkly. "Of course, baby. Let’s go get it ready for you."
He led me into the bathroom and started filling the tub. I bounced from one foot to the other as I watched bubbles start to form and fill the bathroom with the scent of lavender. Then Ellis pulled out a bag out from under the sink and started putting toys on the edge of the tub.
He had a rubber duck, a little boat, and some plastic fishies.
I stared at them as my throat got tight at the same time that my inhibitions began to drop. "Are those toys for me?"
"Sure are, sweetheart." He looked at me and grinned as he swirled his hand through the suds to make the mountain even bigger. "In case you wanted to play."
Tears pricked at my eyes. Nobody had ever gone out of their way to indulge my Little side before. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." He stood up and reached for the hem of my shirt. "Now, let's get you undressed."
I let him help me out of my clothes, and with each piece that came off, my inhibitions fell away with them. By the time I was naked, I was almost fully regressed, focused completely on the toys Ellis added to the bubbly water.
"In you go." Ellis held my hand as I stepped into the tub and sank into the warm water.
It felt so good to have his hands on me as an assortment of brand-new toys peeked up from the bubble-gum-scented foam. I grabbed a rubber duck and made it swim through the bubbles, giggling when it squeaked.
Ellis kneeled beside the tub with a washcloth in his hand and a smile on his lips. "Having fun?"
"Uh-huh." My duckie dove under the water and shot up into the air like a missile. "This is Duckie. He's a whale duck."
"I can see that." He reached out and gently rubbed the soapy cloth over my shoulders then down my back. “What else you got in there?”
“Hmm…lemme see.” I started pulling each toy out and naming it. “This is Blue Torpedo. And that’s Green Torpedo. Oh, oh.” A little sailboat emerged from the foam. “And Floaty Boaty!”
Ellis chuckled and ran the washcloth along my outer thigh. "You're such a cutie."
“I am?” I looked up at him and smiled…but I strained my neck too much and tipped backward.
“Whoa, there.” Ellis caught me with a hand to my back and gently leaned me against the back wall of the tub. “How about you let me clean up your front?”
I nodded and grabbed the whale duck. “Kay.”
While Ellis dragged the towel down one leg, around one foot and then the other, and back up my other leg, I played with my duck and made up little stories about how he was looking for his best friend, Floaty Boaty. They got separated during a bad storm, and now Duckie was sad.
Ellis was careful to avoid my privates as he washed up my tummy and then poured warm water over my hair to shampoo it. Once he had a thick lather of his shampoo on me, he massaged my scalp in a way that made me want to purr.
But then I noticed I was hard again. I wasn’t trying to be, but it all felt so good. I looked up at Ellis, suddenly shy. "Um…sorry."
"For what, sweetheart?" He ran his hand down the back of my hair to make sure no suds dripped down into my eyes.
“I don’t want to be a bad boy, but…” I pushed the top layer of bubbles away so he could see my erection popping out of the water then squeezed my eyes shut. "It just feels so good."
"You’re definitely not a bad boy, Adam." He cupped my cheek and rubbed it until I opened my eyes and looked right into his. “And I want you to feel good. There’s nothing to apologize for or feel bad about.”
I kept my gaze locked with his, and I nodded. "Will you help me, Daddy?"
He went very still, and for a second, I worried I'd said the wrong thing. But then he smiled. "Of course. Daddy will always help his boy." He leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth. "Whatever you need."
“I just need you.”
He pressed his flat palm to the inside of my thigh before slowly dragging it upward. When it closed around my cock, I gasped and arched into him, desperate for anything he was willing to give me.
My breaths were fast and anxious, but there was no rush this time.
Daddy was just taking care of me. "That's it." He moved faster, slipping his other arm under my back to hold me up. "Daddy’s got you."
I squeezed the sides of the tub, doing my best to stay still while the pleasure built up in my balls. When I couldn’t hold back any longer, I groaned and allowed it all to just happen the way Daddy wanted it to.
Within seconds, I was like a geyser shooting ribbons of cream out of the tub. If I wasn’t so zoned out from the orgasm, I might have appreciated how cool it looked. But mostly, I just wanted to close my eyes and enjoy being in Daddy’s arms.
Ellis held me for a while before he pulled the plug on the tub and let the water drain. "Let's get you dried off and into bed, okay?"
"Bed?" I felt boneless and happy as he lifted me from the tub. “By myself?”
"Unless you’d like to sleep in my bed tonight." He raised an eyebrow and stopped in the doorway. "Where I can take care of you."
“Yes, please.” I rested my head on his shoulder and sighed. “I know you’ll take care of me.”