Page 7 of Killer Daddy (Fendi Mafia Daddies #2)

Benjamin

‘Do you really think this is the best idea?’ Benjamin asked, looking out of the passenger seat window and watching as the city faded into the distance behind him.

‘Of course. If I didn’t, then we wouldn’t be doing it,’ Michael replied, both hands on the wheel as he stared straight ahead.

‘If they were Inzaghi men, and people find out that a Fendi man is helping you then my apartment could be compromised. No one, and I mean no one, knows about my beach retreat. Trust me, you’ll be safe. ’

Benjamin forced a smile, but inside his mind was whirring with questions. On the face of it, Michael made a good point. But was Benjamin really all that safe if he was in some deserted beach house with a man he barely knew?

Suddenly, things between Benjamin and his apparent protector felt a little awkward. With the conversation drying up and Benjamin’s mind full of doubt, he took his phone out of his pocket and fired off a message to his Little group chat…

BENJAMIN: Hey. So this is really happening. I’m going to Michael’s place out of the city. It’s cool. I’m not nervous at all. Umm… please tell me everything will be okay? XoXo

Benjamin didn’t have to wait too long for a reply to come in.

In fact, it was almost as if both of his friends had been anticipating his message.

The three of them had enjoyed a fun playdate with one another at Kyan’s house and when the time came for Benjamin to leave, they all grouped together and enjoyed the sweetest cuddle, almost like they knew that they wouldn’t be seeing one another for a while.

REECE: You’ll be fine! Michael is Matteo’s cousin, and we all know that Matteo is a cool Daddy. And if it means that you’ll be safe and the bad men will go away, then it’s not so bad if we don’t see each other for a few days. Everything will go back to normal soon, you’ll see XoXoXoXo

KYAN: Reece’s right. Michael is a wonderful man.

I know that my Daddy speaks so highly of Michael, and his brother Faustino too.

I remember being scared when I got together with Matteo.

It’s a different world with different rules to how we live.

No police. No laws. But things always get resolved, especially if you’re on the Fendi side!

Have fun and try not to get spanked too soon! LOL XoXoXo

BENJAMIN: It’s not like that… there will be ZERO SPANKING! But thank you. You guys are always there for me, and I appreciate it XoxoXo

Benjamin put his phone back in his pocket and looked across to Michael, who was as focused as ever as he took an exit off the highway and took them on the road that led to the coast.

‘Now, I don’t mind you messaging your friends,’ Michael said, his eyes flashing to Benjamin for a moment. ‘But anything online or social media related… nope. We can’t reveal your location. And I certainly can’t have my whereabouts known either. Is that understood?’

‘Understood,’ Benjamin replied. ‘Can I ask a question?’

‘You may,’ Michael answered.

‘Are you a Daddy?’ Benjamin blushed furiously as he realized how his question might have come across as some kind of flirtatious comment. ‘I’m just asking because I know Matteo is. And you obviously know I’m a Little. So…’

‘I am,’ Michael answered. ‘But you can trust me that this isn’t some kind of elaborate ploy to make you my boy.

This is business. But seeing as you brought the subject up, I am going to suggest that we operate under the understanding that as a Daddy, I will be in charge.

There’s too much at stake here to mess about. What I say goes. Is that clear?’

‘Yes, sir,’ Benjamin answered, a surge of excitement flowing through his body and making a direct line for his special place and his proud cock hardening almost instantly.

There was something so controlled and overwhelmingly commanding about the way that Michael spoke, and Benjamin was suddenly finding his eyes wandering all over Michael as he took in just how well his tailored suit fit his athletic and muscular frame. ‘I understand.’

Don’t look too much.

Michael will see the tent at the front of my pants.

Crap. He’s probably already seen it…

Benjamin averted his gaze from Michael and went back to simply looking out of the window.

According to Michael they were just over halfway to his beach house.

As far as Benjamin was concerned, all he wanted to do now was close his eyes and sleep until everything was resolved.

That wouldn’t be possible of course, but some rest would still do him good – and if his dreams involved a certain gruff, authoritative Fendi Daddy then that would be all the better…

Michael’s beachside residence was everything that Benjamin had hoped it would be. With a direct path to the beach, the house itself was mostly open plan and had plenty of room for play along with a compact guest bedroom for Benjamin to sleep in.

‘Now why don’t you get cozy and have some playtime,’ Michael said, immediately walking over toward the desk in the corner of the living area. ‘I have some business to be getting on with. And here, Kyan packed a bag of toys for you. He said you’d especially like the wooden horses.’

‘Yay!’ Benjamin said, for a brief moment forgetting all about the problems that drove him out of the city and instead focusing on what could be a super-fun playtime with the horses, his stuffie Tricksy, and a big, squishy couch.

Benjamin was already wearing his apple-green romper so it was straight to business as he took the horses and climbed up onto the couch. With a view onto the beach and the sound of the waves in the near distance, Benjamin immediately felt a wave of relaxation come over him.

Of course, there was no denying that his problems weren’t still very much real. But even if it was just for the moment, Benjamin felt like he could relax just a little bit…

‘ Whoosh ! Run horsey, run!’ Benjamin exclaimed as he took a wooden horse in his left hand and zoomed him across the top of the couch, imagining it to be a special beach where all the horses roamed free. ‘Run to your family and friends!’

Benjamin was soon giggling and squealing with delight as he set up a race for all the horses. He even started to make horsey noises of support from an imaginary crowd, and his enthusiasm was picked up by Michael too…

‘Just try to keep the noise down a little, please,’ Michael said, the slight note of sternness in his voice making itself heard loud and clear as far as Benjamin was concerned.

‘ Ooops , okay, sorry,’ Benjamin replied, duly lowering his voice.

As Benjamin spoke, he felt his crotch grind up against a soft part of the couch’s frame. With an immediate tingling sensation coming over him, Benjamin blushed and looked back to check that Michael hadn’t witnessed this. Fortunately, Michael’s attention was very much on his laptop screen.

In a moment of madness, Benjamin squeezed his butt cheeks together and rubbed himself up on the soft part of the couch once more. And then again. Suddenly, Benjamin’s cock felt as hard as a rock, and he could tell that his cheeks were bright red. This was too much, and far too risky.

I shouldn’t be naughty in front of Michael.

He might get mad.

And he might even punish me…

With all of the discipline he could muster, Benjamin took himself away from this impromptu pleasure spot and started to play down on the floor instead. Fortunately, Michael had absolutely no idea about what he was just doing and as far as Benjamin was concerned, that was the end of the matter.

But as his breathing settled and his special place started to calm down too, Benjamin knew that being in such close proximity to Michael was going to pose its own problems…

‘What time is it?’ Benjamin muttered, his eyes slowly opening and adjusting to the darkness around him. ‘Where am I?’

Benjamin felt a heavy blanket over his body and sat up.

‘Oh, right, I’m back on the couch,’ Benjamin said, still trying to figure out what was going on. ‘I must have fallen asleep.’

With no sign of Michael, Benjamin figured that he must have gone to bed and rather than wake him, simply allowed him to sleep on the couch. It was kind of Michael to put a blanket on him, and Benjamin soon realized that he had also been provided with a couple of thick, plump pillows too.

‘Michael?’ Benjamin asked. ‘Are you awake?’

But there was no answer. Michael’s bedroom was close, only a few steps away from the couch. However as Benjamin listened, he could hear there mafia man’s light snores coming from behind the bedroom door.

Pfft.

Typical Daddy.

Always snoring, keeping Littles awake!

Benjamin let out a quiet giggle. And then he remembered something…

‘This couch…’ Benjamin whispered. ‘Might just help me get back to sleep quicker.’

Making sure to keep the noise to a minimum, Benjamin turned onto his front and adjusted his position so that his crotch was once again lined up with the part of the couch’s frame that was soft and wide, with a gap between two cushions just perfect for the outline of his erect dick to press onto.

And to add an extra layer of pleasure, Benjamin unbuttoned his romper and pulled it down to his ankles so that he was only in his briefs…

This is so naughty.

But I’m horny.

And… why not? It’s not like I’ll get caught…

Benjamin closed his eyes and buried his face in one of the pillows as he began to grind and work his dick against the special spot on the couch.

With thoughts of Michael in his mind, Benjamin began to imagine just what it would feel like to have Michael’s strong, powerful arms wrapped around him and working themselves all over his body.

‘ Mmmph ,’ Benjamin moaned, his voice muffled by the pillow as he began to work his crotch harder and faster.

At this point Benjamin reached for the other pillow and placed it between his legs and imagined that he was in fact wrapping his legs around Michael so that the two of them could bump and grind together.

‘Oh… wow… mmmph ,’ Benjamin moaned, his cock throbbing and working toward what felt like it was going to be an explosive orgasm.

And as the climax built to its unstoppable crescendo, Benjamin could think of nothing else but Michael’s intense stare and naturally domineering demeanor.

There was something about Michael that was just so different to the other Daddies that Benjamin had met in the city.

Sure, there was the fact that he was a dangerous gangster.

There was no denying that this scary side to his life was part of his appeal on some levels.

But there was more to it than that. Michael had a way about him that felt like Benjamin could trust him implicitly – and the fact that he had agreed to effectively go into hiding with him was proof of that.

More than anything else though, it was the way that Michael had stepped in and offered to save Benjamin from the Inzaghi men’s threats that marked him out as someone special. And Benjamin felt like if Michael was willing to do that for him, then he must be a good man at heart.

‘ Fuckkkkkkkkk ,’ Benjamin gasped, momentarily forgetting to muffle his voice into the pillow as he squeezed his legs and shot his load.

With his cheeks flushing a hot red and his entire body tingling in post-orgasmic bliss, Benjamin simply flopped his head back down onto the pillow and let his eyes shut.

Suddenly, getting back to sleep didn’t seem like it was going to be much of a problem. And with Michael none the wiser as to his late night steam, Benjamin felt all set for a nice, long trip to Snoozetown…