Chapter 9
Chapter Nine
So excited. And nervous. But I was more excited.
I think…
Daddy was finally gonna let us have sex.
Oh god.
What if I mess it all up or worse, hurt him.
Oh god. Oh god. Oh god.
I didn’t think this through. I-I can’t do this.
“Yes you can.”
Oops, did I say that out loud?
“What’s got your wings in a bunch, little butterfly?”
Daddy came out looking all sexy and I lost my words. Towel wrapped around his waist, his hair wet. The drips slid down his skin, and I had the sudden urge to…
“Sage? Are you okay?”
And now I’d gone and worried Daddy.
“S-sorry, Daddy. I just… you just.” Just what? Ugh, back to no words.
“Sweet boy, I promise, you won’t hurt Daddy. Trust me, Daddy will enjoy this just as much as you. What’s got you so spooked about it?”
“Only, only the hurting part.”
“Sweetheart, this ain’t my first rodeo and to be honest, I enjoy the hell out of bottoming. Daddy isn’t averse to a bit of pain but if you’re not ready I understand.”
I thought I was. I want to be. Am I still?
Does everyone have this many conversations with themselves beforehand, or was it just me? Probably best to keep that to myself.
“Come on, let’s get your jammies on and get to bed.”
No. I’m not ruining this, it’s too important. “No.”
“No?”
Before Daddy could protest, I tackled him. As soon as his arms wrapped around me, I knew I had made the right choice. “Show me what to do so I make you as happy as you make me.”
“You already do, my love.” Daddy kissed me. “But Daddy kinda cheated tonight and got ready in the shower.”
Why was I so relieved? From everything I had read online that was a fun part of love making. Or was it considered foreplay?
“Daddy takes very good care of his boy.” I gave him a loud smooch, but Daddy held me in place, wanting more. “Mmm,” I moaned and felt Daddy’s lips curve up when he grinned.
“You like kissing, don’t you, sweet boy.”
“I love kissing you, Daddy.” Plus, it did grown-up stuff to me, like down south stuff. Daddy wiggled and I felt… “Eeep!”
“Daddy likes it too.” Daddy flipped us over, so he was on top and poof, his towel was gone.
We were finally nakey-butt together. And our, and our… my brain erased when Daddy wrapped his hand around both our winkies and stroked them. “Oh, Daddy.”
“Feels good,” he nipped my collar bone, “doesn’t it?”
“It feels… it feels...” It felt amazing but full sentences weren’t possible.
“Let Daddy hear you, sweet boy. All the sounds, all the moans, all the feels. Daddy wants to hear them come from you.”
Come.
Yeah.
That was…
“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!” Shoot. “Oopsie.”
“That should take the edge off. Now, where were we?”
Daddy’s lips were back on mine. How was it I could feel Daddy’s touch way deep inside me where he couldn’t reach? Like soul deep, pulling all the feels he asked for from me. Making me all tingly inside.
Maybe those silly romance novels weren’t so silly after all.
“Daddy can we get a cat?”
Daddy’s head popped up. His face said it all, I’d lost my mind and I think he might be right. “You want to talk about that right now?”
I hadn’t even thought of getting a pet. Where was my head at?
Stupid squirrels.
“No, sorry. More kissing, please.” And touching and rubbing. Yes, lots of rubbing. Everywhere Daddy touched, kissed or nibbled me was electrified.
Daddy magic.
“Sweetheart…”
Daddy said it all sexy growly.
“I promise we can explore more another time. Daddy’s been patient. Really patient.”
I almost giggled when he growled again.
“Daddy needs you inside him.”
Forgot about that part. Kinda got lost in all the feels.
“’Kay, tell me what to do.”
“I love that about you, always willing to learn.”
Guess I wasn’t the only one who loved kissing since Daddy couldn’t get enough right now either.
“You lay there and Daddy will ride you.”
I swear every last ounce of breath left my body when he said that.
“Um, okay.” I trusted Daddy, he knew what was best. Probably a good thing I didn’t need to think or move. Not sure I could right now.
Daddy straddled my hips, stroked my winkie a couple of times, getting it nice and hard, then held it upright. “Breathe with me, Sage.” Mimicking Daddy, I took a deep breath in and let it out then drew another in at the same time he pressed his bottom down and the tip slid inside.
“Oh my.”
“Oh my indeed, my love.” Daddy slid down a bit more and winced. “Just give Daddy a minute, it’s been a while.”
I wasn’t exactly sure what that meant, but I stayed as still as I could.
Daddy’s facial expression scared me a bit.
Once he sat all the way down against my lap I was pinned, couldn’t move, which was a good thing.
If I had I would’ve exploded. It was like wrapping my winky up nice and tight like a burrito.
“What was that giggle for? Should I be offended?”
Oops.
“No, Daddy.”
Daddy lifted up and sat back down, and I swear my insides felt like a rocket ship taking off. “Eeep!” Daddy chuckled. “D-Don’t laugh, I might explode.” Shoot, that only made him laugh harder.
“How does it feel being inside your Daddy?”
Now he expected me to think?
“Um, tight?” And amazing and dangerously closing to coming before Daddy. Again.
“But you’re okay? Do you remember your safe word?”
“Yes and yes but if you move again it’s game over for me.”
I was glad he was happy but was he trying to kill me with all the laughing?
“Sorry, try to hold on for Daddy. Count backwards from one hundred.”
“Count?” And there he went doing things with his hips. Sexy things, I didn’t even understand how his hips moved like that, but it was torture. Plain and simple. It was like having my winkie stuck in this tight, vibrating…
Ninety-nine.
Ninety-eight.
Ninety-seven.
Dear god, how did he hit that-that…
Where was I?
Seventy-five.
Seventy-four.
Seventy-three.
Up and down, up and down. My eyes rolled back, my teeth chattered. I gripped the sheets as tight as I could, doing my best not to disappoint Daddy.
Twenty-seven.
Twenty-six.
Twenty-five.
“Almost there.”
Almost there?
“Sage, stroke Daddy.”
Wait, what?
Guess I didn’t move fast enough because he took my hand, wrapped it around his winky and used it to stroke himself with. This was like a double whammy, way overloading my current… issue.
“Daddy, please, hurry,” came out whiney but if my toes curled any tighter they might not go straight again. Daddy’s hand moved faster over mine. I didn’t know what to focus on and counting wasn’t happening.
This was too much. “I gotta! I gotta!”
“Come for me, sweetheart. Come with Daddy.”
There was no thinking about that command, my body had waited far too long to hear those words.
He pulsed in my hand at the same time I came inside him.
Wow probably wasn’t the right word, but it was such a different feeling, a really good one.
Like one that rippled through me from the top of my head all the way down to my toes. Warm, draining and wonderful.
Now I was… I was…
Tired.
Hopefully, Daddy didn’t ask me any more questions because my words weren’t wording, even inside my brain it was blank. Tomorrow, he’d be full of questions, there was no way Daddy would let me get away with not talking about our first time. Ugh, Daddies and their talkie talks.
“That’s a big yawn, sweetheart.” Daddy cupped my face and kissed me. “Give me a second then we’ll take a quick shower.” He nuzzled my nose and kissed me again. “I love you, Sage.”
“Love you too, Daddy.” His name came out choppy when I yawned.
“Okay, sleepy boy. Never mind taking a shower. Stay here and Daddy will clean you up.”
“Daddy is in charge.” I heard him laugh and mumble something, but my eyes were closed, my brain was done and I was so comfy.
“Morning, sleepy head.”
Wrapped up in Daddy’s arms was my favorite way to wake up.
“How’d you sleep?”
“Really good.” And still naked. Never did that before. I loved all the cute PJs Daddy got me but skin to skin with him was nice too. Except for… “Daddy you’re poking me.” He did it again, on purpose and grabbed my wide awake winky too. “Eep! Gotta pee.”
Daddy laughed. “Yes, that’s generally what it means.”
He nipped and kissed my neck, confusing my body parts. No, focus, Sage, pee first, special kisses later.
“You go pee while Daddy makes breakfast.”
My tummy grumbled, a lot, which made me hurry through getting ready. We had work today which was kind of a bummer. Spending another lazy day at home with Daddy would’ve been fun but at least if we were busy there was no time to talk.
“There you are,” Daddy said as I came into the kitchen. “Such a good boy getting ready for work. Have a seat, Daddy made pancakes.”
“Yay! Dino cakies.” Daddy had bought all kinds of fun cookie cutters that worked for cakies too. “I love fun food.” He slid a plate in front of me with strawberries and a dish of syrup to dippy dip my dinos in. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“You’re welcome.”
I wish I had my coloring books cause I knew as soon as Daddy sat down, the questions would start. At least when I was coloring it was easy to answer without facing him, especially when it was about embarrassing stuff.
“I know you don’t want to talk about last night, but I think it’s important that we do and we’re on the same page.”
Here we go.
“Do you have any questions or”—Daddy paused and took a big drink of coffee—“did you hate it?”
This was unexpected. Was Daddy worried?
“It was fun.”
He shook his head. “Well, I guess that’s not a bad thing?”
“Nope, not bad at all. Did you have fun?”
Daddy laughed. “I did indeed, sweet boy.”
“I still don’t think I want to bottom. You made faces like it hurt.” Daddy blinked, then blinked again. Shoot, I broke him.
“Um, that’s not a problem?”
Not sure he meant it as a question but at least he stopped blinking.
“It didn’t hurt, just takes a few minutes to get used to the stretch.”
“But you want to do it again?” We were asking the same questions back and forth. This was kinda fun.
“Very much so with you, my love.” Daddy shook his head and smiled. “You are one of a kind, Sage. Let’s clean up and get to work.”
My Daddy wasn’t broken anymore and he still loved me. All was well in Sage’s world.