Chapter 24
Teddy
He was thinking really long term—I just knew it—and that made the whole situation even funnier.
I’d kind of always thought he’d been…exploring things a lot more than I had, so in my head fantasies were one thing but I’d assumed reality would be different.
Realty was very different…just in ways I hadn’t predicted.
Daddy had waited for me.
That was kind of a lot of pressure, though.
But it wasn’t rocket science and he already knew how to do it.
“You…you asked any questions about that kind of stuff when you were taking the lessons, right?” He nodded. Thank God. “And you’re comfortable with that…arrangement?”
Just because I’d always been the one to fuck him on his bed in my fantasies didn’t mean real life would work the same way.
“I’m pretty sure I’m going to like it either way.” Did I need to explain that? “I said that penetrative stuff was good. We talked about that. It’s on my list. So was having sex when we were ready.”
I hadn’t died getting that done which had been unexpected too.
Daddy snorted.
“You’re trying to damage my ego because I didn’t give you the gossip about the caterer.
That’s what this is about, right?” His sigh was so dramatic he made me laugh again.
“You can’t hold stuff like that against me.
Gossip around here is survival of the fittest and you didn’t tell me about the guy in your class. ”
My favorite part about the whole thing was that he was so ridiculous about gossip and tea party stuff that he might’ve actually been serious.
“No, Daddy.” Giving him another cheek kiss, I snuggled back into him. “Logical discussions just make me forget how sexy you are. Sorry.”
He huffed and puffed before letting out a long sigh. “I guess I can understand that I’m the only one here who finds logical discussions on getting fucked sexy.”
He was so weird.
But he was sexy when he was dramatic and being insane…and I probably needed to apologize to make it up to him. It might’ve sounded like I’d changed my mind or wasn’t turned on by him. Everything he did was sexy. I just forgot that included practical discussions too.
Kissing him seemed like a good way to start apologizing, so I pressed my lips against his neck and slowly started working my way up. “You’re always sexy, Daddy.”
Nibbling on his ear got a soft moan from him and his hands went down to cup my ass. “Are you sure? You don’t seem to be excited to finally be in my room.”
His room.
God.
It was exactly like I’d always imagined.
Sure, some of the colors were switched around but my imagination had been great, and just thinking about that brought all the crazy fantasies rushing back.
“I imagined climbing up between your legs and…and making love to you.” And sometimes fucking him, but we should probably start with lovemaking and work our way up to more aggressive things. “I don’t know why it was like that.”
Daddy hummed and squeezed my ass again as I licked around his ear. “Maybe that’s just the position you like best, maybe it’s because you want to be the caveman and claim me, maybe it’s because you were always told that loving your partner means becoming one with them.”
I huffed.
“Do not bring my mother into this discussion.”
He snickered, shrugging and giving my ass a pat. “Then tell me what I want to hear and I’ll cooperate.”
He wanted to hear it?
Wait.
What did cooperate mean?
“Define cooperate?”
He shrugged like the dramatic brat that he was.
“I’ll stop talking about…frustrating things…and instead of asking questions, I’ll lean back against the head of the bed so you can watch me playing with myself…if that’s all you want.”
Brat.
If that was all I wanted?
“What do you want?” Were we thinking about the same thing? “I know you weren’t going to rush into something like that.”
He’d gone to a BDSM club and hadn’t had penetrative sex, so his level of commitment to that was clear.
“Nothing with you is rushing, Chipmunk.” Daddy gave my ass a firm pat, chuckling when I shivered. “I thought about getting us a nice hotel room on the way back and surprising you with privacy, but considering your fantasy, what do you think about taking my virginity in my room?”
I had every intention of saying something confident and sexy, but I moaned first and the whole idea scrambled my brains.
“Daddy.”
I sounded like a shocked old lady.
His snicker said he thought so too, but he didn’t let my surprise stop him from being ridiculous again. “I thought you’d say that.”
Patting my ass, he slowly released me and stepped back just enough to lock the door and start stripping off his clothes.
Wow.
I tried not to look like an idiot, but I could feel my mouth drop open as he tossed his shirt to the floor and the rest of his clothes quickly became scattered around the room.
He was walking around it like he’d just come home from school and even stretched as his briefs fell to the floor. “Much better.”
God.
That.
He.
Wow.
“I shouldn’t have to watch him change clothes in the locker room.” Reaching down, he stroked his cock as he pretended to talk to himself. “Fucking torture.”
We’d never shared a gym class in our entire lives, but it was so easy to imagine it my dick didn’t know the difference between reality and fantasy.
I was so hard, I moaned as he climbed up on the bed, flopping back like he didn’t have a care in the world and grabbing his dick again.
“He thinks he can walk around with that cock hanging out where everyone can see it.”
Wow.
The tight grip he made as he gave his cock another tug made it look even more impressive and I found myself taking a step closer to the bed.
Closing his eyes, Levi let out a low moan as he started jerking himself off in what was clearly a familiar rhythm, but my heart stopped when he reached over and pulled lube out of the nightstand beside the bed.
He didn’t even have to think about it, so I knew the practiced motion was the exact one I would’ve seen before.
God.
Another obviously familiar routine had him spreading his legs and lifting his knees as he finally released his cock long enough to spread lube on his fingers. I stood there like I was brain dead right up until the moment he slid two fingers into his ass.
He’d definitely been using a dildo if he knew how to relax his muscles like that…and realizing it was when my brain turned back on because it was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
Taking off my clothes was mostly automatic, though, because every time I’d imagined this scene it was when I was naked and my hand was wrapped around my dick. My hands knew what to do even if the rest of me was a bit slow and they stripped my clothes as my feet inched me closer to the bed.
Just like I had in my fantasies.
Levi still had his eyes closed, but his fingers were deep inside him and I could see by the way his hand was moving that he was stretching himself. “If anyone gets his cock it’s me.”
I managed to make it to the end of the bed without saying wow out loud, but he tested my resolve about not looking stupid as he finally opened his eyes. It was like walking into a fantasy and everything around me grew hazy as I climbed up on the bed like I’d done a thousand times in my mind.
“You’re the only one who gets my cock.” Crawling slowly to him, I moaned as he finally eased his fingers out of his ass and reached out toward me.
Me.
“I’m all yours.” I found myself between his legs without thinking about it, but I’d lived that moment a thousand times and my body knew exactly what to do…how to kneel…how to kiss him…how to brace my arms under his knees. “I’m going to take good care of you.”
Bracing his legs with my arms, I moaned as he reached down between us and spread the rest of the lube down my cock. He was doing his best to turn off my brain, but I’d done this a thousand times in my fantasies. “What color are you?”
Oh, that smile.
“Green, baby.” He lifted his head, kissing me softly. “I still want you in me without a condom and I want you to finish inside me like I said before.”
“Wow.”
Damn it.
“You’re the sexiest man I’ve ever met, baby.” Wrapping his arms around me, he pulled me closer and gave me another kiss, nibbling and licking until I was rocking my dick against his body like I was already fucking him.
When he finally released my lips, I’d collected a few random brain cells and knew what he wanted as well as the fact that if we had too much foreplay we’d both come. “I love you.”
That smirk was definitely going to be my undoing.
“I knew you’d figure out what else you had to tell me.” Stealing a quick kiss as I shook my head, he relaxed back, looking pleased with himself. “I’ll definitely cooperate now.”
“Because you love me too.” He was such a brat. “You’re kind of dramatic, though.”
He looked pleased about that too…especially as I braced myself with one hand and reached down to guide my dick into him with the other. Moaning, he barely kept his eyes open as I eased into him for the first time, but he couldn’t help being ridiculous. “Drama queens make the best Daddies.”
He had a few screws loose, but it seemed like I loved that in a man.
“I love you, Chipmunk.”
Yeah, that was another reason I loved him…he loved me and I was his chipmunk…but I was also his boy and I could see the moment something shifted again. My playful Levi was gone and my Daddy was in his place. “Slowly. Good boy.”
Heat flashed through me as the simple, sexy command hit every submissive part of me. I managed to whine as I obeyed, but words weren’t working any longer.
I was inside Daddy.
My Levi.
“Rock back and forth about an inch but stay inside me.” Kissing me again, he moaned as I barely fucked him. “That’s right. Stay inside me. I want to feel you.”
“Me.” It wasn’t a real thought because I just didn’t have any at the moment, but Daddy nodded and squeezed around my dick. “Oh.”
“Yes, just you, Chipmunk. Show me how much you love your Daddy.” Holding me tighter, he gave me another kiss as my head dropped closer to his. “My good boy. You’re taking good care of me. That’s right. Faster. Make it burn, baby. Let me feel all of you.”
Me.
All of me.
“You’ve got all of me, Daddy.” Kissing him, my eyes closed as I started to move faster with long strokes that filled him completely. “All of me.”
“All of you, Chipmunk.” As he held me tight, I filled him with my love and everything I had, showing him every emotion he’d ever fired through me. “Baby.”
I wanted him to be able to do anything but feel, so I brought my lips back to his as I shifted my arms and found just the right angle. His deep, needy moan as I stroked my tongue against his said I’d found perfection and I kept up the steady strokes as I made love to his mouth.
When I could finally feel his muscles spasming and I knew he was close, I released his mouth and pushed up so I could see his face. “Please…grab your cock again…that’s…”
Every fantasy I’d ever had right there in front of me…and with one rough tug, he made it absolute perfection because he came, thinking about nothing but me. “Teddy…baby…”
As he cried out, his body clenched around me and I let myself come, filling him up exactly like he wanted.
When we were both orgasmed out and all I wanted was to curl up on him for the next hundred years, he wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. “Come here, Chipmunk.”
That was another order I’d happily obey.
“I…I took good care of you, Daddy.” Snuggling into him, I ignored how sticky we were and closed my eyes. “Can I say that reality was even better than my fantasies? I mean, without that sounding creepy?”
He laughed and kissed my head. “Creepy? Oh, because you spent all of high school jerking off to this fantasy?”
“Yeah.” I was just going to ignore how much of a brat he was. “That.”
“As long as me admitting that living out your fantasy was the hottest thing ever isn’t creepy either.” He just couldn’t help himself and I found myself hiding against his chest. “Okay, sounds like we’re even then.”
“You’re a brat, you know that, right?” I was planning on being just as dramatic as he was, but he ruined it when he lifted my head gently so I couldn’t hide from him.
“I know that I am going to spend the rest of my life driving you crazy and I’m going to love every minute of it, Chipmunk.” He smiled again as tears prickled at my eyes. “I’m going to be your partner and your Daddy and one day I’m going to be your husband.”
He was the craziest man I’d ever met.
“One day, huh?”
That smirk.
“I’m not rushing you, don’t worry.”
I wasn’t sure we had the same definition of rushing, but we’d made it longer than my parents had before they’d gotten married.
“Rush away, Daddy.” What else could I say when I knew he’d be mine for the rest of our lives? “I’m your boy, Daddy, and not even house hunting with you will chase me away.”
Besides, if he got too ridiculous, I’d just buy more soup.
He might be dramatic but I knew how to fight dirty and get everything I’d ever dreamed of.
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Thank you for reading Teddy.