Chapter Ten
Jovan
Zoe had never been in anyone’s house but mine since I had her.
At least, not that I knew of. Possibly the dog walkers had brought her into another unit while picking up one of her friends.
But she’d for sure never had a sleepover and, she’d never seen me go to bed with anyone.
I hadn’t had many dates in her lifetime, and I’d always come home afterward well before morning.
But my dog was very much enamored with Ernie, and the moment his door was open, she ran inside and hopped on the couch as if she lived there.
“Zoe!” I knew I shouldn’t have let her on the furniture.
At least, that was what my mother said when she visited.
But I thought she spent enough time alone that I was not going to lock her in a crate.
When I checked the camera app on my phone, I wanted to see a happy doggy.
Usually that meant on the couch, the bed, or my recliner. “I am so so sorry. I’ll get her down.”
“Don’t!” He ran over and plopped down next to the big dog, wrapping his arms around her neck.
“Zoe is very welcome to sit on my sofa or any other piece of furniture in this house. In fact, I have something for her.” He went into the bedroom and came out with a stuffed dog.
It looked nothing like Pup-Pup, and a whole lot like my pup. “Here you go, Zoe. A baby for you.”
When she took it from him, gently, the adoration in her eyes was everything.
Zoe liked people and other dogs, but she’d never shown that kind of love to anyone but me.
If it had been someone else, I probably would have been jealous, but with Ernie?
I felt like my family was all together and loving each other.
Warm, happiness…all the good things I’d been missing.
Chill, Daddy. We’ve just started dating, and don’t jump ahead.
But I felt like I’d known him forever.
“Zoe, you’re a very naughty girl.” I kissed her on the nose and stroked her silky ears. “And I think you’ve made a conquest.”
Ernie was already sitting next to her in the middle of the couch, and I sat down next to him, all of us in a row. He put on a movie, but neither of us were paying much attention, conversation flowing over Zoe’s soft doggy snores, my arm around Ernie’s shoulders.
“Do you think she’ll be upset if we leave her?” he asked.
“What do you have in mind?”
“Want to see my bedroom?”
My stomach did somersaults. “Very much.”
We stood up carefully, quietly, trying not to wake the dog because I had also made the mistake of letting her sleep with me every night, and as comfortable as she was in this apartment, I was concerned she might join us at an inopportune moment.
Or, because I closed the door behind us, come barreling into it, demanding entrance at an inopportune moment.
In the soft dimness, Ernie turned to face me and I took him in my arms. “Can you stay all night?” he asked. A question that held more than practical concerns.
“Yes, if I’m invited.”
“You are.”
“We’ll go to brunch in the morning, then?”
“I’d like that.” He snuggled closer, reaching between us for the buttons on my shirt. “Can I take this off?”
“You can take off anything you like. Everything if you want.” I traced his lips with the tip of my tongue, and they parted, the kiss deepening, growing heady, his scent of clean, fresh cotton and a trace of spice, maybe from his aftershave filling my nose.
We undressed one another slowly, with care, but by the time we were naked, we were both hard as steel and ready for whatever came next.
We fell onto his bed, hands everywhere, exploring, passion growing until I groaned and bent to take his cock in my mouth.
The intoxicating scents were nothing compared to the taste, salty and warm and leading me to want more.
Pre-cum, a tiny sample of what was to come.
He threw his head back and moaned, fingers fisting in the comforter as I sucked him deep.
His sounds, his shudders, his whimpers of encouragement drove me on.
The power I’d heard other dominants describe couldn’t be as strong as what I felt while bringing this man closer and closer to orgasm.
Soft cries when he pumped his cum down my throat had me hesitate for a second.
A flicker of gratitude that no giant paws were scratching at the door.
And then he rolled to the side and opened the drawer in his nightstand.
Guessing what landed on the bed next to me, I kneeled up and reached for the condom and lube.
Ernie scooted up closer to the headboard and linked his arms under his knees, bringing them up to his chest, opening himself to me.
A gift, and one I gratefully accepted. Kneeling, I rolled the condom over my cock and slicked it with lube before turning my attention to preparing him for me.
One slippery finger was easy, but the second was a tight fit.
But I was invited to stay all night, so there was no hurry.
Watching his face, his rapid breaths lifting his chest, the tension in his arms holding his legs…
I scissored the two fingers, gently but firmly, preparing him…
“Please, Da-Jovan. I can’t wait any longer.” Indeed, his cock jutted, hard again already, and I considered the idea of taking care of that, but I just didn’t have the self-control at this point. Also…Ernie seemed to want me to keep going, and who was I to deny him?
Nobody.
And from the moment the tip of my covered cock pressed into his still-tight but slick hole, my world closed in on the contact.
On our two bodies on the bed with only a little light filtering through his curtains from the streetlights outside and the first time I was making love to the man who’d captured so much more than my desire from the second we reconnected.
He rocked his hips, taking me deeper, and I thrust willingly, desperate to make us one. Never before had I regretted the need for a condom, planned for the day when we’d talked it over and could skip it. Resenting anything that came between us.
Not that it wasn’t pleasurable because I’d never felt anything like this man’s body that was made for me. We were made for each other. Faster, deeper, sheathed by him, the intensity driving me toward climax at breakneck speed.
But I held back, tried to keep from ending this too soon. Then a soft gasp, and cum from the man under me splattered my stomach. Daddies are not superhuman, at least this one, and with a growl, I followed him over the edge into ecstasy.