Page 3 of Milk for His Daddy (The Lactin Brotherhood #21)

WHIT

“So good! So good!” I grunt.

This man is hitting my sweet spot like it’s his fucking job.

“You take me so well.” He groans and grips my hips tighter. “Your hot ass wants me so bad.”

“More.” I use my hands to push against the wall and into his thrusts. He puts his foot up on the stair and pushes me down the wall farther. This new angle pulls him in so deep...

“Oh fuck! I’m going to come,” I cry out. He circles his hips, and I fucking lose it. “Holy gay gods!” I’ve found the holy grail of men. My hips still as I splatter the stairs, but he doesn’t give me a minute to rest and continues fucking me through my mind-blowing release.

“That’s it, gorgeous,” he praises.

My legs feel like jelly, and I can barely stay up, so he leans me down gently against the step and then keeps pounding into me.

“Come on, baby. You’ve got one more for me.”

“I can’t.” My head shakes violently, but even as I protest, my hips move again.

“Yes, you can.” He growls. “Give it to me.”

“Holy fuck…” I groan in pain and pleasure as my dick tries to rise again.

“Wrap those thick fingers around that pretty dick and come for me.”

“Oh damn,” I hiss. It’s not as sensitive because I came hands-free, which is quite the accomplishment for any top. Ten out of ten. Would fuck again.

“I’m getting close…” he warns. “So you better hurry up.” He grabs my nipple, and for moment I think I should panic, but then my breath is knocked out of me as he twists, and the blinding lights I see exploding from behind my eyes has me wondering if I lost consciousness from the power of my orgasm.

“Oh shit… oh damn. So. Fucking. Good,” he growls as his dick swells, and I swear I can feel each pulse of his hot seed into the condom.

He rests his head on my back as we catch our breath, and I’m riding high on pleasure.

“That was amazing,” I pant.

“You were amazing.” He kisses my shoulder. “Coming back to back is hard to do.”

“That was all you and your magic dick.”

Leo laughs loudly. “You played your part too. I haven’t had a lay as good as you in a long time.”

That has my chest puffing out in pride. Good thing I fed the twinks earlier.

“Thank you.” My voice turns soft, and I wish I could turn to kiss him.

“You’re welcome.” He places another kiss on my shoulder before he adjusts his back and his dick falls out.

I miss his warmth already.

When I move to stand, he pauses me with a hand on my lower back.

“Oh, babe, I wrecked your hole.” His voice is pure cockiness, but damn, he did a good job.

“Good, then I’ll feel you for days.”

He massages around my stretched rim, and I wish that he had filled me with his cum, marked me as his.

I guess my lizard brain really wants Leo because I would never even think about going bare with a stranger.

We help each other fix our clothes and exchange a few quick kisses along the way. He was all over me in the elevator and in the hall. We didn’t even make it up the stairs to my bed. Leo was following me up when he grabbed me by the ass, and I bent over to let him take me right then and there.

“Where’s the bathroom?” Leo asks but doesn’t stop kissing me, and he’s so good at it. His talented tongue owns mine, and his tongue piercing has me thinking all kinds of dirty thoughts. “Babe? Bathroom?”

His warm hands on my face hold me still so I can’t follow him for another kiss. He grins at me, and my heart melts. This man is gorgeous. A twink physically, he couldn’t weigh more than one fifty and be over 5’7”. The opposite to me in every way and not to mention bossy.

I love a man who can take charge, and finding a man who wants to fuck me is rare. Maybe he might be into the whole Daddy/Little thing?

“Oh, um?”

He chuckles and helps me stand. “Be careful.”

I want to tell him I can climb my own stairs, but in my post-orgasm state, I might miss one. So, I’m careful.

He pulls me down the hall and opens the first door.

It’s my office.

“Nope.”

The next door is a storage closet.

“Nope.” He reaches my bedroom door. “Third times a charm?” I smile but don’t answer as he pulls me into my bedroom.

“Now we’re getting somewhere.” He tsks at the sight of my unmade bed, and I blush at the slight embarrassment, but it wasn’t mean.

He keeps walking until we’re in the en-suite bathroom.

Leo starts the shower and begins taking my clothes off. No one has ever done this for me before, and it feels nice.

I’ve been in relationships before, but no one’s ever treated me this way. Like I’m the one who needs the care. This feels intimate and thoughtful.

Once I’m naked in front of him, he takes a moment to look me over.

“Fuck, you’re sexy. These muscles, and all this red hair.” He grabs a handful of my chest hair. I hiss, and my dick stirs. Leo lightly slaps it, and I gasp. He leans down and scolds my cock. “You need a break.” Then he gives it a quick kiss.

I’m still staring at him in awe when he straightens back up.

Why is it so hot that he slapped my dick?

Or that he scolded it?

“You like that,” he purrs. “You like me owning your dick.” It’s not a question, so I nod. “Good boy, now in the shower.”

“But…” I don’t want to go without him.

“I’ll be right behind you.” He takes his shirt off, and I can’t look away.

He’s perfect.

His frame is small and thin, and his skin is pale and smooth, not a speck of hair. His nipples are small and light pink, and he’s got his belly button pierced.

I want to lick the small green jewel that hangs there. Hell, I want to lick all of him.

“Shower,” he says sharply.

I jump to comply, even though I want to watch him take his pants off. I didn’t get to see his dick, but judging by the way my ass is sore, he’s big for his size.

I step under the spray and turn just in time to see him kick off lace panties?

He winks and climbs into the shower.

“I want to see those on you later.”

“We’ll see.” He wraps his arms around me and joins me under the spray. “This feels nice.”

I rest my head on top of his and pull him closer. “You feel nice.”

He sighs contentedly. “Let’s get you all cleaned up.”

“Can we get dirty again?!” I ask excitedly, and he laughs.

“I was planning on it.” Leo plants a kiss on my left pec, and again, I’m glad for the guys earlier or I would be leaking by now. I assume he won’t be spending the night, so I should be fine until the morning.

Maybe he would stay if I asked him.

I think I would like that.

Leo grabs a washcloth and squirts some of my body wash onto it. Then he starts at my belly and rubs soothing circles around before moving up to my chest. I moan involuntarily, and he grins.

“You like that,” he purrs, and I try not to wince.

“I do.” But I need him to move on because I don’t want to explain leaking to a one-night stand.

“Arms up.”

I tilt my head in challenge. Leo just gives me a stern look, and it looks so good on his beautiful face. I raise them, and he washes up my sides and into my armpits.

My arms clamp to my sides so quick that he grins at me.

“Seems like someone is ticklish.”

“No!” I try to answer again, more calmly this time. “I mean no.”

His grin turns into a smile. “I’ll be quick then.”

I kinda want to fight him on it, but he’s not backing down, and it’s hot that he wants to take care of me, so I raise my arms again.

“Good boy.” I get a quick kiss on the lips, and my whole body melts.

“That’s it. Relax and let me clean you,” he soothes, and I wiggle, but he’s true to his word.

He’s quick and onto my shoulders next. “Turn around.” I obey.

“Look at these shoulders.” He massages them with the washcloth.

“So strong.” His hands slide down my back, cleaning as he goes.

He takes his time cleaning the dimples right above my ass.

The cloth dipping lower and lower. I want his hands to go lower.

When his hands move away from me, I whimper, and I can hear his chuckle, but then he’s back, and he washes my legs and down to my feet.

Then he drops the washcloth, and I hear the body wash click open and closed again.

He grabs both of my ass cheeks and gropes them roughly.

One hand slides between them and rubs over my tender rim.

I hiss, and my dick starts to fill. Even though it’s only been like twenty minutes.

“Fuck, I can’t believe I was just in this ass. Your hole is so tight again.” A fingertip slips in, and I spread my legs like the shameless bottom slut I am. “Such a greedy hole.”

“Yes,” I whisper. His other hand moves around in front of me, and he cleans my dick and balls.

“So eager, but I already told you that you need a break.”

“You’ll have to stop touching me for that to happen,” I tease.

“I’m not done touching you, so you will need to behave,” he grunts and pulls my balls tight.

“I will!” I gasp at the wonderfully pleasurable pain.

“That’s better.” He steps back, and I want to reach out for him. “Now rinse.”

“Yes, sir.”

Leo smirks at me.

He’s a dom, for sure.

I make quick work of rinsing myself, and when I open my eyes, Leo is watching me. His whole body is soaped up, and he’s working his cock.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” he praises, and I would blush if it wasn’t hot in here.

“Not as hot as you.” I grab my own dick, and he slaps my hand away.

“Not while I’m here. That’s mine,” he growls.

“All yours.”

He tugs the bottom of my beard, and I lower for a kiss.

“Good boy, now move out of the way and let me rinse off. It’s cold as balls out here.” We trade places. “Keep your eyes on me and your hands off your dick.”

I’m more than happy to watch the water track down his smooth chest, to his completely bare pelvis. Does he shave that? I ponder that thought until my gaze drops lower and I get a good view of his dick.

He really is packing. I wonder how he hides that thing in his normal clothes?

It twitches like it knows I’m watching, and a dribble of pre-cum forms on the tip before being washed away.

What a waste.

I bet he tastes amazing.

Once he’s done, he turns off the water and helps me out of the shower.

“Where do you keep your towels?”

I point, and he bends over to grab one out from under the sink. His perfect bubble butt is completely hairless as well.

It looks so good. I want to get on my knees and rim him until he’s screaming. Then he stands up and turns around and, oh god, even half hard his dick is perfect. It’s smooth and pink, and I can’t stop staring.

“I want my mouth all over you,” I beg. He smiles and then unfolds the towel in front of him, blocking my view. “Boo.”

He laughs and walks toward me. “Let’s get you dried off.”

He wipes the towel down my arms and chest.

“I can do that you know,” I half-heartedly protest.

“I know.” He drags the towel lower and looks up at me with heat in his stormy gray eyes. “Spread your legs.”

“I like where this is going,” I tease and widen my stance.

“Calm down, big boy.”

He wipes down each leg and stands up again before throwing the towel in the hamper and grabbing a fresh one to dry himself.

“You need better towels.” His words are serious, but not overly snobby. “My skin is too delicate.”

I walk up to him and lean down to bury my face in his shoulder. I rub my nose along his collarbone.

“You’re right. Your skin is very delicate.” I nip him gently, and he gasps. “And sensitive.”

He lets me nibble on him for a moment before stepping back. “Come on. Let’s get a snack and eat it in our underwear.”

“And round two?!”

“You bet your sweet ass.”

“Then hurry up!”