Page 27 of Milk for His Daddy (The Lactin Brotherhood #21)

LEO

Whit’s playing on the floor while I’m working, but he keeps looking at me from the corner of his eye. I know what that means, but I keep the smile off my face and keep pretending to work. He makes it for about two minutes before interrupting me.

“Daddy?” he asks shyly and sweetly.

“Yes, big boy?”

“I want to play with a different toy.”

“Oh, should I bring out your blocks?” He shakes his head.

“How about your cars?” He shakes his head again and gets onto all fours.

“Your paints?” He shakes his head and crawls slowly over to me.

My cock gets hard quickly just watching him crawl for me.

I spread my legs wide and grab my dick. “You want to play with this?”

A sultry grin crosses his face, and he nods yes.

“Okay, but Daddy has a meeting in ten minutes, so you’ll have to be quiet while you play.”

He nods eagerly. “I’ll be so quiet.”

I reach into my panties and pull my dick out for him. He licks around my belly button piercing, tickling me before he moves his tongue all the way down my shaft.

My fingers tangle in his hair as I let him lick me like a sucker.

“Good afternoon.” Whit pauses when Minjun starts talking, but I pet his head and encourage him to continue. “Sorry for the short notice on this call, but we’ve got some really important issues… Are you wearing a robe?” Minjun asks me.

“It’s called a kimono.”

He pauses for a moment before sighing. “Okay.” Then I tune him out in favor of the hot boy sucking my dick under my table.

Thank fuck I hired some more people and I can rely on my team to make sure things are handled. We even have a rotating travel schedule. That means more time with my boy.

He’s become my everything. I don’t know what I was doing with my life before him. It’s like I was just filling time and my bed with meaningless encounters while I was waiting for him.

He’s perfect and so good with his mouth.

“Leo. If your boy is under your desk.” Minjun rubs his temples.

“How dare you accuse me of inappropriate behavior!” I tease, knowing full well he can’t do anything.

“Just mute your mic, please.”

“No, boo!” Steph calls. “It was making this meeting more interesting.”

“Seriously?” Minjun gasps.

“If you mute it, can you at least move the camera down so we can see?” Collins asks.

“Fuck no! He’s my boy, and I don’t share.”

“So he is under your desk?” Kamal tries to catch me.

“ If he was under my desk, I wouldn’t share with you.”

“I hope H.R. never listens in on one of our calls.” Minjun just shakes his head. “Anyway.”

I mute my mic and turn off my picture to the boos of my team.

“You’re so naughty, Daddy.” Whit pulls back and looks at me. His lips are the perfect shade of “used.”

“Me? You’re the one sucking my dick while I’m working.”

“I guess I’ll need a punishment later.”

“I’m thinking no pumping until you’re ready to burst.”

His eyes light up as he tongues around the head of my dick. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Good boy.”