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I planned to spend the whole summer up here with Daddy B, but I would have a new roommate at the apartment when I returned for my last year of school.

Benji had agreed to take over the spare bedroom, so I didn’t have to worry about sharing with someone I didn’t know.

I was a bit nervous about us living together since neither of us knew how to cook, but Daddy said he would make sure to give me lessons this summer, and Benji mentioned he was going to practice with Rafe, who was a super good cook.

Rafe told us we were being silly because he and Matty were going to live next door on the other side of the duplex, so if we got hungry, we could just eat with them.

I decided that one of my goals for next year was to be more self-sufficient and not let not knowing how to do something stop me from trying it.

Daddy B said that was a really good goal, and he added a line on my chore chart for me to try something new once a week.

“Want to stop anywhere else?” Daddy asked as we headed to check out.

“No, it’s been a long day and I need to be little for a while.”

“I love you, baby boy.” His hand found mine and squeezed my fingers. His brown eyes were intense.

“I love you too, Daddy B.”

The drive back to the cabin was short, but each minute in the truck brought me closer to little space. Daddy B was here, and he loved me. Beyond that, there wasn’t much else I needed because he’d take care of me.

“Kiddo, you want to play outside when we get home? We could have a picnic lunch.” Daddy helped me out of the SUV, and I bounced around him in anticipation. I loved picnics because it meant all my babies could join me.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I flung my arms up in triumph, like I’d just won a medal. Daddy B chuckled but didn’t tell me to calm down. He loved it when I was silly and loud. “My babies are gonna need lunch too, Daddy. Can they come?”

“Of course they’re welcome to come too. If we’re having a picnic, you’ll need to change into your play clothes.

“You gonna help me get dressed?” I loved it when my Daddy helped me get ready.

It made me feel like I was little and he was big, and that it was okay to let him take care of me.

Daddy B chased after me with tickle fingers while I ran into the house, squealing with laughter.

He chased me all the way through the house until we got to the bedroom, where he cornered me right up against the bed.

“You caught me, Daddy B.” I put my hands on my hips and gave him a stern look. “What are you going to do now?”

Daddy took a step forward and said, “I’m going to kiss you.

” And then another step. “I’m going to help you get dressed.

” And another one. “I’m going to help my baby boy have a really great day.

” He took one final step forward, looming over me and forcing me to crane my neck back to look up at him.

“And then I’m going to remind him how much his Daddy loves him. ”

There was nothing left to do but wrap my arms around his waist and snuggle close. This was the life I wanted with him, and it almost felt unfair to be this happy.

“Thank you, Daddy.” He threaded his fingers through my curls and tilted my head up.

“Thank you for what?”

“For being everything I ever wanted.”

“I’m the one who should say thank you because you let me be who I want to be.”

“Who’s that?”

“Your Daddy.”

I wasn’t sure what to say, so I hugged him harder.

It was totally worth it when Daddy put his hands on my butt and hefted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist. I wasn’t really that small, but Daddy B made me feel little in all the right ways when he was around.

“And now it’s time to get some food. What sounds good? ”

“PB&J.” I tossed my head back and shouted up into the trees. The squirrels didn’t care when I was loud, and neither did Daddy. “And pretzzies. And mellows. Apples. Crackers.”

“Who’s eating all that?”

“Me,” I said proudly. “I’m gonna stuff it aaaaaaall down into my legs and fill ’em up too.”

“Uh, neither of us is a biology major, but I’m almost sure that’s not how anatomy works.

” Daddy hefted me higher on his hip and walked toward the cabin.

I lay my head on his shoulder and soaked in the warmth of the afternoon sun and his body heat.

Once inside, he headed straight for the kitchen and set me down on the counter.

I wasn’t ready to let him go, so I kept my legs locked around his waist to prevent him from escaping.

“Gotta stay wit’ me, Daddy.” My arms looped around his neck as I drew him closer. “I catched you.”

“Now that you’ve got me, what are you going to do with me?”

“I want to keep you. Forever and ever.” Daddy B knitted his eyebrows together. “Is that bad?”

“Nope, it’s absolutely perfect,” Daddy B said before his mouth found its way to my throat. He traced the tendons with his tongue. When he hit the pulse point, my heartbeat went into a chaotic rhythm. “If we keep going, we’ll miss lunch.”

“Silly goose, if we’re making it, then we can’t miss it.”

“So you’re not hungry anymore?” Daddy’s hands skimmed up my body, hip to shoulder. A shudder ran through me as the pads of his fingers barely touched me. On the return path, his touch was firm and kneaded my hips when he got there.

“Not for food.” I tried to be sexy, but I ruined it by giggling.

“Say less, baby boy.”His nose nuzzled against my neck, and his scruffy beard tickled, but only in a good way. I rubbed my hands against his cheek because I loved the way it felt under my fingers.

“I like this, Daddy.”

“Hmm, I like you.”

“Just like?”

“Maybe a little bit more.” I pulled back so he could see my serious face, but it was hard not to laugh when I saw his mouth twitching to keep himself from laughing. I gave him my sternest look. He wasn’t intimidated at all, but he did kiss me, so that was probably better anyway. “A lotta bit more.”

I didn’t wanna wait. My body had taken on a mind of its own as I arched into him, trying to find any kind of friction or relief.

The need to feel him inside me was overwhelming and crashed over me like a wave.

Whatever thoughts I’d had about lunch were long gone.

All I needed was him and to remember how much he loved me, so I could remind him of the same.

My plea was all Daddy B needed to hear. In short order, he had both of us out of our clothes and me laid out in front of him like I was a banquet to be feasted on.

He started at my ankles and worked his way up with licks, kisses, and the sweetest nips.

He nibbled his way up my legs, which left me panting with a leaking dick.

When he reached my thighs, I was already keening, but Daddy B bypassed my dick and balls.

Instead, he focused on my hipbones and the outline of my ribs until finally he reached my chest. Each caress sent another shot of electricity through my body.

When his mouth sucked one tight nipple into his mouth while he plucked at the other, I muffled a sharp gasp.

“No, baby boy, you don’t get to keep your sounds from me.

I want all of it. Every. Fucking. One.” His words were interwoven with bites that forced a scream from my throat.

But after those instructions, Daddy B returned to his task of driving me wild.

He was thorough and dedicated. My brain went fully offline, and only a puddle of precum was left behind.

Daddy B moved my body like a rag doll. I was grateful for a man who loved his pillow princess as much as mine did.

He enjoyed entertaining himself with my body, and I basked in his attention.

My noises were even more ridiculous when he picked me up by the waist and lifted my entire body up.

I quickly grabbed the headboard for balance, but when he lowered my cock into his mouth, I couldn’t keep any coherent thoughts in my head.

My shout of surprise became garbled when he pulled my dick straight into his mouth and swallowed down.

His tongue curved around me, and he pistoned my hips back and forth between his lips.

I’d worry about hurting him if he wasn’t the one demanding the punishing pace.

Finally, when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, Daddy B settled me on his face and reflexively swallowed around me.

I knew my precum was pouring down his throat, but he never wavered or choked.

He took every part of my control and shattered it into a million little pieces.

“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy. I can’t hold back.” I tried to pull away, but his fierce growls kept me frozen in place. The sensation of his throat intensified, and his warm, wet grip sent me soaring. Every cell in me yearned to simultaneously ignite and crumble.

My orgasm exploded out of me. Cum pulsed down Daddy B’s throat and he swallowed every drop.

Even after his mouth drew away, my sensitive shaft still tried to release another rope or two.

I moved down to see his face, and his sweet lips were swollen and shiny.

And much, much too irresistible. When I leaned down to kiss him, I tasted myself on his tongue.

“Daddy, let me take care of you too.” He did so much for me that I wanted to return the favor and prove how much I appreciated every bit of love he’d shown me.

“Uh, it’s too late for that,” he said with a rueful laugh and ruddy cheeks that had nothing to do with the sweat rolling down his temples.

“Daddy B, did you come on your own?”

“Shit. Yes.” His cheeks had faded to pink, but I got to watch the red blush as it crept back up to them. “And please don’t mention it.”

“Why not? It’s awesome.”

“I’m not fifteen.”

“Yes, I know,” I said as I leaned down to kiss his nose. “But I made you do that, and that makes it pretty cool.”

“I think you’re pretty cool.”