Page 85 of Just A Little Joy

“Daddy, make us feel good,” Casey whispered.

I curled my hand tighter over his. We fucked into our hands at a wicked pace. Our hips bucked while our hands moved in unison until the pressure finally released and our cum spurted across our hands. My groan was drowned out by his shout. Goddamn, this man was everything.

Casey’s breath broke against my throat as he pressed closer, all warmth and need and trust. Our hands stayed tangled, movement slowing as the moment tipped from urgency into something heavy with sweetness and satisfaction.

“Daddy,” he whispered. It sounded like a plea.

“I’ve got you, Bub.” I kissed his temple, then his cheek, feeling the tension drain out of him piece by piece. “I’m right here.” Another kiss to his mouth. “I love you.”

“Love you too.”

He melted, the last of the day finally leaving his body. We shifted, settled back into the couch, limbs finding familiar places. I pulled a blanket over us without either of us saying a word. He tucked himself against my chest like he’d always belonged there. Showers and cleaning could wait because we weren’t ready to break the moment.

For a long minute, neither of us spoke.

“You were amazing today,” I said quietly.

He huffed a soft laugh. “You already said that.”

“I know. And I’ll keep saying it because it’s true.”

“You’re only saying that because you love me.”

“Yeah, true, I do, but you can’t argue with me.”

“I can’t?”

“No. It’s in the rulebook.”

“There’s a book? You never mentioned that before.” Casey huffed a small laugh. “When do I get to read it?”

Casey squealed and dissolved into giggles when I squeezed him close. He settled back down until our breathing fully matched and evened out.

“The book says you have to be nice to your Daddy and keep loving him because he’s gonna love you forever and ever.”

“You sure that’s what it says?”

“Yep.” I gave another squeeze, which got a second squeal out of Casey. “And it says you gotta marry him when he asks you next month on a surprise vacation.”

“How’s it a surprise if you’re telling me?”

“Because you hate surprises and need to think about it before you say yes. The whole sex thing makes it a little weird, but this isn’t the proposal, so it’s fine.”

“Thanks for the heads-up, Daddy.”

“You’re welcome, Bub.”