Page 59 of Just A Little Joy

I knew the juncture at his neck where it met his shoulder would send a shiver through his soul. The sharp gasp and shake assured me I’d hit my target.

“Daddy, there is something I do want to do with you though.”

“Go to the gym?”

“Later.”

Casey pushed up until he was fully straddling me. His eyes were bright and his cheeks flushed pink. In the now strongerlight, his skin took on a golden hue. With a wink, he tried to slide down my body, but I captured his hips instead.

“Nope. If you think I don’t get to taste you too, you’re out of your mind.”

Casey giggled along with a quick nod. “I’m just trying to repay the favor. You did pick me up last night.”

“That’s what Daddies do. It wasn’t a favor. It’s my happy obligation,” I responded.

As I spoke, my finger trailed down his flat stomach and then followed along until I reached his tree-trunk thighs. Damn, this man’s body was beautiful. It was compact and thick all at the same time. His broad chest had just enough hair to make me want to sink my fingers into the curls and find the tiny nipples hidden from my view. This man’s body was primed to perfection and made to order for me.

“C’mere, bub.” I pulled him close until I could put his nipple in my mouth. The way he melted into me rocked my soul.

My tongue flattened against his nipple before alternating with suckling. His breath stuttered out of his lungs and he clutched me like I was his port in the storm we were creating. Casey threw his head back and let out a guttural moan. When I switched sides, the tiny nub was a sharp point that I nibbled and sucked and licked. My cock pulsed with need, but making sure my boy was getting what he needed was a damn sight more important.

“Daddy, I wanted to taste you,” Casey whined.

“You can, sweetheart. I just want to taste you too.”

After one more suckle, I left his nipples alone and pulled his muscle shirt off. He took the hint and scrambled out of his workout shorts. I’d slept in my briefs last night, so seconds later, we were both naked and reaching for each other.

We didn’t need words because there was no question where we were headed. With a grunt, I pulled Casey toward me andcentered his cock into my mouth. I swallowed him root to tip. He tasted like honey and need. I felt the flex of his hips and the jerk of them against my mouth. His cock dripped precum down my throat, and I eagerly swallowed around it.

When Casey returned the favor and took my cockhead into his mouth, I shuddered at how good the sensation of his tongue swirling around the sensitive nerve endings felt. He was slower to put the length of my shaft into his mouth, and the wait was driving me to suck him even more. I wanted to send him over the edge so I could follow him over the cliff. His slow touch was maddening and beautiful and sexy as fuck.

With our mouths stuffed with cock, no words were exchanged, but none were needed. Casey’s fingers dug into my thighs, and his mouth sent sensations coursing through me that sent me flying. I hollowed out my cheeks and sucked him firmly the way I knew he liked. My reward was the erratic jerk of his hips while he tried to maintain control. The more jittery his movements, the closer I knew he was. I redoubled my efforts and grabbed his ass firmly when he made a slight movement to pull out of my mouth. Abso-fucking-lutely not. I was going to swallow every damn drop of his cum. He whimpered when I held him still, and that sound nearly undid me.

I forced myself to do math to slow down my own race to the finish. He needed to be taken care of first. Always. My dick slipped out of his mouth, and Casey’s guttural cry stiffened his body. My soul settled because I’d taken care of my boy. Ropes of cum spurted down my throat, and I frantically swallowed every drop.

His whole body bowed like he couldn’t hold the pleasure in. The sweaty skin brushed against my own, leaving behind sparks and fire. Casey’s shuddery spasms were enough to trigger my own. My cock exploded down his throat and a wave of relaxation was triggered.

I didn’t know exactly what I felt deep in my chest. It was somewhere between contentment, happiness, and love.

“You gotplans for the rest of the day?” I asked Casey. We sat in my car with the engine running. The low hum filled the space. Everything else felt shut out. We had showered after the workout. My hair was almost dry, but his was still damp, longer and shaggier than mine. I made him bundle up and use my scarf for the walk from the gym to the car. He rolled his eyes but did it. Outside of his little space, Casey was fiercely independent, but I had noticed he liked the caretaking. I was going to give it to him.

“I hadn’t really thought about it. I guess I’ll go back to my apartment.”

His voice didn’t give anything away. I wanted more time with him. He had become my favorite part of the day. That grin, that warm attitude, and that tight bubble ass I liked too much.

“It’s been a while, but I was thinking about driving up to Port Townsend. I’m in the mood for something Christmasy.”

“That’s the Victorian town up on the peninsula, right?”

“Yeah. It’s the middle of the week, so tourists won’t be everywhere. Want to come with me? They go all out for Christmas.”

“That sounds like fun.”

I reached across the console and laced my fingers with his. I lifted his hand and kissed his knuckles. He didn’t pull away. A small smile played at his mouth. He looked like the passenger princess he was in that seat.

“So it’s a date?”

He nodded, and I kissed his knuckles again before putting the SUV in gear. Traffic dragged through town, but soon enough,we were crossing the Narrows Bridge and heading toward the peninsula. It was winter, so no wildflowers, but the ferns along the roadside stayed bright and green. Tall pines shaded the highway and threw patterns across the pavement.