Page 96 of Fixate

But then I was being lifted and placed on the bed. And my Daddy was there over me, his cock in hand as he slid it to fill the emptiness the machine had left behind.

He groaned long and low, his pleasure etched in every detail of his expression. Hands positioned by my head, he wasted no time in thrusting forward and back, fucking me like the toy, only better.

Because this was Daddy.

I felt him in every part of me.

My heart. My mind. My soul.

It was all his.

And he was all mine. I didn’t need flowery words to know so, yet he’d given them to me. Along with his body, I’d been promised forever over and over again.

“You’re so fucking perfect, mon chou. I couldn’t have asked for a better boy to mend my shattered heart. I love you.”

If I thought it would take a while for me to come again, then I’d been wrong. Another orgasm rose at his declaration of love. It raced through me, spending the last of what I could onto my stomach.

Daddy followed right behind me, his entire body tensing as he spilled inside me. It was beautiful and raw.

Since he was still working to make sure he made things up to me, Daddy left me on the bed, legs spread wide and cum dripping from my hole, as he went to get a towel. When he returned, he cleaned me up, then pressed a kiss to my lips.

“Stay here. I’m going to get some snacks.”

A few minutes later, he returned with a tray of food and drinks. I sat up on the bed, a big smile on my face at the display.

“What’s all this?”

“Your snacks, silly boy. It’s time to eat, then we’re going to nap. After that, we’re going to cuddle and talk about all these toys you can’t seem to stop buying.”

I scrunched my face. “It’s for research, Daddy. And to prep for you.”

“Research?”

He lifted a grape to my lips. I took the offering as I nodded.

“Yes. I have an idea. It was why I was talking to Candice the other day. She was helping me figure out if it was even worth bringing up to you.”

“Tell me about it,” he said in that demanding tone I loved.

And so I did.

I went over what it was like buying my first toy at the other store. He was upset at first that I’d ventured to a competitor for something, yet he understood what it would have looked like considering how high profile we were.

Once we made it past that, I explained a bit of my ideas for a sex shop class on kink as I finished my snack. It was kind of ironic to be discussing age play and bondage while being hand fed. Daddy didn’t seem to mind though.

Neither did I.

“I love you, Daddy,” I said once I was done laying it all out for him. “I should have said it earlier.”

“You were too busy enjoying your funishment, mon chou. It is fine. You’ve told me now, and it’s made me the happiest man there ever was.”

He pushed aside the empty tray, then pulled me close to his chest. His kisses threw us back into a frenzied state. Thankfully, we hadn’t gotten dressed again because within seconds, he was buried inside me again, his cock a hard rod filling me to the brim.

“Love you, mon chou,” he said against my lips as he began thrusting.

I grinned, replying, “Love you too, Daddy.”

I’d never tire of those words.