Chapter 11
We barely got the hotel room door shut behind us before we were all over each other. The neighbors nearly got a free show. Sex had never been this intense before, not between Daddy and me. But then again, it’d been weeks, possibly even months since we’d had any form of mutual orgasms.
Or an orgasm period.
From finishing our cabin to moving and starting the new business up north and then building Grandma’s place. Yeah, we were well overdue for this, and hopefully it didn’t end too fast.
Touching. All the touching. Holding each other while sleeping was one thing, but exploring as our hands were now was just… yeah. So, so, good.
“Daddy.” He tipped me back onto the bed, my legs hanging over the edge, and he knelt before me. Was he gonna?
“Angel, I know this isn’t the right time, or maybe it is, but I want to officially ask, will you marry me?”
There was no stopping the giggles. There Daddy knelt, my hard cock within inches of his mouth. How or why he chose that moment to ask was beyond me.
“Are those giggles a yes?”
Shoot, don’t want to ruin the moment. “Of course, silly Daddy. It’s just,” I wiggled my winky, “you know.”
“Well then, on that note…” Daddy swallowed my cock, and I thrust up too hard and choked him.
“S-sorry,” I hissed. He never pulled off, just kept going. “D-daddy, Daddy, it won’t take much. Oh, Daddy.” My balls tightened, and my spine straightened as I did my best not to come.
“We’re young, I’m sure we can pull of more than one orgasm tonight.” Daddy winked and returned to sucking me off. Did he want a warning before I came? Was I capable of giving one? Where are my words?
My toes curled, and the second my cock throbbed, I shouted the only word that came to me. “Coming!” Daddy chuckled around my cock but didn’t let go, holding my hips down so I didn’t choke him again.
I flopped back on the bed, completely worn out. “Just give me a sec to catch my breath.” When he didn’t respond, I opened my eyes and was met with the hottest sight that had my cock making a valiant effort. Daddy had stood and was staring right at me as he jerked himself off.
So. Freaking. Hot.
All over my stomach, he shot, panting my name as he came. “Angel,” ghosted from his lips. That valiant effort was at full mast now.
Where that nautical reference came from I hadn’t a clue. I’d never even been on a boat.
My brain shut off the second Daddy dragged his fingers through it and fed it to me. “Marked my territory, inside and out. Now, to mark that ass.”
Holy. Shit.
This caveman side of his was HOT!
“Yes,” I gasped around a swallow. “Please.”
Daddy growled and flipped me over on all fours. “Ass up. Daddy wants to taste his boy.”
Wait, didn’t he just do that? How could he get to my cock from this… “Oh, Daddy.” His tongue circled my rim, sending so many exciting signals through me. I knew it was sensitive when he fingered me, but that magical tongue was on a whole new level.
When he added a finger, it awakened every part of me, and I pushed back, begging for more.
“Daddy’s naughty boy, fucking himself on Daddy’s fingers. Gotta admit that it’s hot as hell to watch. A private show just for your Daddy. What a lucky man I am.” When did he add a second one, and where did the lube come from?
“Daddy, need you.”
“I know you do, and I need you too, baby.” The head of his cock slid right in, stretching and filling me in that familiar way. “So tight, so right, and all mine.”
“Always, Daddy. Now, fuck me.”
“Wow, sassy bossy boy. Time for Daddy to show you who’s really in charge.” Daddy grabbed my hips, pulled out, and slammed back inside me—repeatedly. This was what we both needed.
As he pounded into me, my mind did its best to visualize the scene. How would this appear in a mirror if we had one before the bed. Daddy’s face a sexy image of lusty concentration. Me beneath him, taking all he’d give. My ass would hurt tomorrow, but it’d be more than worth it.
Then he hit that oh so sweet spot. “There-there-there,” I chanted.
Daddy growled again and just kept nailing it. I wasn’t one for cursing, at least not outside of my head, but when he hit it for the millionth time, I shouted, “Fuck!” and came all over the bed.
“That’s it, baby, give it all to Daddy. Fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight. I wish I had a plug so I could fill you and you’d have to keep my cum in you all the way home.” Jesus, where did this side of him come from? And could I keep him?
He thrust in hard, squeezing my hips tight, and came. “Fuck, baby, fuck.” My arms shook with his full weight on me, and I fell to the bed and right into…
“Yuck.”
“Ha-ha,” Daddy chuckled. “Give me a minute and I’ll clean us and the bed up.” Ready to doze off, I whimpered when he got up. All it’d take was a comfy spot and nursing and I’d be down for the night. “Daddy didn’t hurt you, did he?” he asked, sliding in bed beside me and wrapping his arms around me.
“No, Daddy. It was perfect. I loved the whole growly, sexy-talk side of you.”
He chuckled. “Not sure what came over me, but I’m glad it worked.”
“Yes, and please may I have another?”
“I think that can be arranged, just not tonight. That sexy ass of yours wore Daddy out.” He could keep talking, but I was done. When I latched on, he sighed. “I’d call that a perfect date night. I love you, Angel.”
“I love you, Daddy.”
“Morning, Angel, time to get up.” Groaning, I rolled in the other direction. “Don’t you growl at your Daddy. Let’s shower and grab breakfast before we have to load up.”
“I could eat.”
“Thought that might get your attention.” He lightly swatted my butt. “Let’s get a move on.”
Reluctantly, I rolled out of bed—literally—and almost fell in the process. A quick shower later and I was awake enough to eat. We went to the diner downstairs and were in and out pretty fast. On the way up, we stopped at the market they had for road trip snacks then the valet to borrow a cart.
“I can’t believe how much we’re lugging home.” Daddy shook his head as we loaded it up. “We actually filled the cart.”
“Tae is gonna be so happy with all his new prezzies.” And now I was getting excited too. I couldn’t wait to play with all our new stuff. “Let’s go, Daddy.”
“There’s my boy. All it took was a hearty breakfast and a vat of coffee.”
Yeah, I wasn’t a morning person. No use denying that.
Somehow, we managed to get the cart down to the pickup area without anything falling off.
“Wait here with the cart and I’ll pull the truck around,” Daddy said.
Good thing because I was not sure this load would survive a trip across the asphalt.
A few minutes later, Daddy’s truck came around the corner, stopping right in front of me.
He folded the back seat up, then we set the bags in place, careful of the ones with breakables in them. “Keep your backpack up front, Angel. It has our snacks and some toys for you to play with during the drive.”
“Okay, Daddy.” We buckled up and were on the road.
“Did you have a fun trip, Angel?”
“It was the best, Daddy. I had so much fun, and it was nice getting away, just the two of us.” Not that it hadn’t been just us at the cabins for a couple of months, but this was different. We were someplace new and exciting. “There’s so much to see and do there. Can we go back again sometime?”
“Absolutely. I agree, there was too much to see on one trip. We’ll have to make a list next time of where we want to go.
Otherwise, we end up spending all our time in the midway.
” I giggled. If I’d had it my way that’s where we would’ve stayed, but then I’d have missed the nummy chocolate stores.
“Yeah, I figured you wouldn’t have a problem with that, silly boy. ”
“I’m gonna text Tae that we’re on the way home.” He must’ve been busy since he didn’t text right back.
“Angel, why don’t you peek inside your backpack and see what Daddy put in there.”
“’Kay.” I started emptying it out. “Crayons, new coloring book, story time books. When did you have time to get all this, Daddy?”
“It’s a secret. You’ve been so busy anytime we went out that Daddy was able to be sneaky. What do we have for snacks in there.”
“Um, candy bars, sunflower seeds, water, and yummy beef jerky. You did good, Daddy.”
“Thanks, Angel. Why don’t you color Daddy a pretty picture for our fridge.”
“Okay, Daddy.” I had to put the hard reading books underneath the coloring one like a hard desk ‘cause the crayons weren’t working right. It was too soft. It was a while before I finally looked up. “Where’s the scary bridge, Daddy?”
“Way far behind us. We’re already in Arizona.”
“Sneaky Daddy, keeping his scared boy busy.”
Daddy winked at me. “That’s my job, Angel.”
I got back to coloring, singing along with the radio. “I wonder why Tae isn’t messaging me back. Think he’s okay, Daddy?”
“I do. I know Uncle Chuck is planning a trip for them, so they’re probably busy getting all his artwork done and shipped out.”
“Makes sense.” I finished coloring the horse I was working on. “Do you know where Uncle Chuck is taking him for vacation?”
“I don’t, Angel, but I wouldn’t be surprised to see them choose Vegas after Tae sees the load of prezzies you brought home.”
My Little giggled wickedly. “It is a totally cool place with tons of fun stuff to do. The crane machines were fun and racing you was even funner.”
“Let’s stop in the next town for a potty break and to grab lunch.”
“Sounds good.” I was so busy coloring I hadn’t realized how much time had passed. I put everything away in my backpack and zipped it up right as Daddy pulled into a fast-food place.
In no time we were back on the road, and as soon as we pulled onto the gravel drive that led to the cabins, everyone came running out of theirs.
“Wow, that’s quite the welcome home. You’d think we’d been away for years.” Daddy shook his head and unclicked our seatbelts. “Alright, here we go.”
“You’re finally home. It took foreverrrrr,” Tae whined as we hugged. “Holy moly!” His eyes got big when he spotted the backseat. “You did a lot of shopping.”
“Most of it’s from games. They had a huge game room and circus performers in the middle. Some of it’s for you.”
“For me? You got me prezzies?”
“Yup.”
“Boys, take the bags into our cabin and set them in the living room. We have gifts for everyone. But be careful, there are breakables in there.”
As soon as we were all in our living room, the question I knew Tae was dying to ask came. “Did you get married?”
The entire room quieted.
“My grandson knows better than to do that without me, doesn’t he?” Grandma wasn’t messing around; her arms were crossed and her scowl said she meant business.
“Of course not, Grandma. You have to walk me down the aisle on Halloween.”
“What?” came from multiple people.
“Yup, Daddy and I are getting married outside on Halloween. Tae, will you be my best zombie?”
“Zombie?” He smiled. I thought he got the idea, but for the others, I’d better explain.
“We are having a Halloween-themed wedding, costumes are mandatory. So, what do you say?”
Tae squealed so loud, Momma and Grandma covered their ears. “Yes. Do I have to be a zombie or can I wear any costume?”
“Any but your cat suits,” Daddy said. “Trey wants us to be undead grooms.”
“This is gonna be so cool!” Tae was so excited you’d have thought it was his wedding.
“Chuck, will you be my best man?” Daddy asked him.
“I thought you’d never ask.”
Daddy and I went through all the bags and handed out the gifts. Tae had so many that Uncle Chuck had to make two trips.