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Story: Novo
"Eyes on me, little one," he commanded softly as he lined himself up. "Stay with me."
I nodded, locking my gaze with his as he pressed forward and sank deeper, inch by inch, his eyes never leaving mine.
"That's it," he murmured. "Taking me so well."
When he was fully seated inside me, he paused, giving me time to adjust. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer.
Move," I whispered. "Please."
Daddy began to rock his hips in a relentless rhythm, each thrust perfectly angled to brush against that spot inside me. I moaned, my hands reaching up to grip his shoulders, needing an anchor in the sea of sensation washing over me.
"Mine," he growled, increasing his pace. "My beautiful boy."
"Yours," I agreed breathlessly. "Only yours, Daddy."
He leaned down to capture my mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing my moans as his thrusts grew more urgent. One large hand slid between our bodies to wrap around my neglected cock, stroking in time with his movements. I broke the kiss on a gasp, my back arching as pleasure built to an almost unbearable peak.
"That's it," Daddy encouraged, his voice strained with his own approaching climax. "Let go for me, baby boy. I've got you."
His words pushed me over the edge. I came with a cry of his name, my body clenching around him as waves of pleasure crashed through me. Daddy followed moments later, his rhythm faltering as he groaned and spilled inside me.
He carefully lowered himself to rest on his forearms, keeping most of his weight off me while we both caught our breath. His forehead pressed against mine, our panting breaths mingling in the small space between us.
"I love you," I whispered, the words coming easily now, as natural as breathing.
"I love you too, little one," he replied, pressing a tender kiss to my lips. "More than I ever thought possible."
Later, clean and warm in my dinosaur pajamas, I curled against Daddy's side in our bed. Patches was tucked securely under my arm. "Daddy?" I murmured, already half drifting.
"Yes, little one?"
"Thank you for finding me. For not giving up."
His arms tightened around me, his voice thick with emotion. "I would never."
"I know," I whispered, and realized I truly did. Whatever came next—the legal stuff, decisions about the money, building a life together—I wasn't facing it alone anymore.
I was safe. I was loved. And for the first time in my life, I was exactly where I belonged.
I nodded, locking my gaze with his as he pressed forward and sank deeper, inch by inch, his eyes never leaving mine.
"That's it," he murmured. "Taking me so well."
When he was fully seated inside me, he paused, giving me time to adjust. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer.
Move," I whispered. "Please."
Daddy began to rock his hips in a relentless rhythm, each thrust perfectly angled to brush against that spot inside me. I moaned, my hands reaching up to grip his shoulders, needing an anchor in the sea of sensation washing over me.
"Mine," he growled, increasing his pace. "My beautiful boy."
"Yours," I agreed breathlessly. "Only yours, Daddy."
He leaned down to capture my mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing my moans as his thrusts grew more urgent. One large hand slid between our bodies to wrap around my neglected cock, stroking in time with his movements. I broke the kiss on a gasp, my back arching as pleasure built to an almost unbearable peak.
"That's it," Daddy encouraged, his voice strained with his own approaching climax. "Let go for me, baby boy. I've got you."
His words pushed me over the edge. I came with a cry of his name, my body clenching around him as waves of pleasure crashed through me. Daddy followed moments later, his rhythm faltering as he groaned and spilled inside me.
He carefully lowered himself to rest on his forearms, keeping most of his weight off me while we both caught our breath. His forehead pressed against mine, our panting breaths mingling in the small space between us.
"I love you," I whispered, the words coming easily now, as natural as breathing.
"I love you too, little one," he replied, pressing a tender kiss to my lips. "More than I ever thought possible."
Later, clean and warm in my dinosaur pajamas, I curled against Daddy's side in our bed. Patches was tucked securely under my arm. "Daddy?" I murmured, already half drifting.
"Yes, little one?"
"Thank you for finding me. For not giving up."
His arms tightened around me, his voice thick with emotion. "I would never."
"I know," I whispered, and realized I truly did. Whatever came next—the legal stuff, decisions about the money, building a life together—I wasn't facing it alone anymore.
I was safe. I was loved. And for the first time in my life, I was exactly where I belonged.
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