Page 5 of Milk for His Daddy (The Lactin Brotherhood #21)

WHIT

I wake up because there’s a tight pressure in my chest and a solid rod pressed against my ass.

He stayed.

I don’t think I’ve ever had as much fun as I did with him last night. He’s so sexy and sweet, and he took care of me when I was too tired to get myself to bed.

I hope he didn’t mind or think it was weird.

But I was tired, and it was so nice to let him help me.

I can’t remember the last time someone took care of me.

Well, that’s a sad thought.

“Good morning.” Leo stretches and makes a happy sound when his dick meets my ass.

“Good morning.” I move my hips back.

“You better stop that.” He thrusts against me. “Your ass can not take another pounding.” His voice is teasing, and I’m about to tell him that he’s wrong, but when I flex, I realize that he’s right. “Told you.”

“You don’t have to be so smug about it.” I pout, and he laughs.

“Of course I’m smug. I’m the reason you’re sore.” Leo nuzzles my ear before biting it. “But there are other?—”

My stupid alarm goes off, and while I want to be pissed about it, the situation in my chest is getting dire.

“Do you have to get up?” he whines and snuggles close to my back. “I want mutual blow jobs and then more sleep.”

“Fuck, that sounds good, but yes.” I sigh. “I have to work.”

“Call in?”

“I would, but it’s only my second week there.”

“Did you just change jobs?”

“No, I transferred here.”

“How do you like it here so far?”

“The sex has been amazing.” I smile and lean over to kiss him, but then I hesitate. What if he’s not about casual affection? Leo grins and meets me the rest of the way. His kisses are rough and possessive. I love them. I’ve never had someone see me like him.

“I enjoy kissing you,” he purrs, and my resolve to get up is wavering. “How about we make out while frotting?”

“Yes!” I’m about to roll over but then remember. “Stop distracting me. I have to work.”

He laughs out loud and reaches for me, but I jump off the bed and hurry to the bathroom.

“Mmm, that ass,” Leo praises, and that puts a little swagger in my step. “Don’t tempt me or you won’t be going anywhere.”

I run to the bathroom, and his laugh follows me.

As soon as I shut the door, that playful feeling is gone and replaced by a full feeling.

Fuck, now what am I going to do? I’m about to start leaking and don’t have my pump in here.

Fuck fuck fuck!

Alright, just squeeze them.

I lean over the tub and hand express some milk. It’s not the easiest or most effective, but after a few good squirts, I’m hoping that I’ve got enough out so I won’t leak.

I wash my hands and hurry back out to him.

Leo is getting dressed, and while I know I need him to leave, I don’t want him to go.

“You’re leaving?” I sound whiny to my own ears.

“You need to get ready for work, and I have to get my car.”

“I suppose, but—” I grab him and pull him onto the bed with me. He laughs and pats my arm soothingly while I wrap myself around him like an octopus. I nuzzle his neck for a moment before he sighs.

“Come on, cuddles. You’ve got work.”

I grumble but let him up so he can finish getting dressed. I grab one of my padded compression shirts. This should keep me dry long enough to walk him to the door.

My mind is racing with ways to keep him here longer, like offering him breakfast or coffee, but I need to pump. So I follow him like a sad puppy.

“Listen.” He places a hand on the doorknob but then turns back to me.

“I’ve never been on a second ‘date.’” He uses air quotes.

“Date is also a loose term for what I do, and that’s one-night stands.

But I like you Whit.” He closes the distance and hugs me.

“And I’m going to let you give me your number. ”

I laugh and nuzzle his head.

“Oh, you’re going to let me give it to you?”

“Yes, that’s what I said.” He looks up at me with a twinkle in his eye.

“What makes you think I want to see you again?” I raise an eyebrow.

He laughs like what I just said was ridiculous, and he’s right. No one would ever say no to him. He’s gorgeous and a great fuck.

“Fine.” I heave an exaggerated sigh and give him my number.

“Thanks, babe.” He tugs my beard, and I lean down, eager to taste his mouth again. “I don’t want to get your hopes up.” He pants into my mouth. “I might not call.” And his tongue is back down my throat.

Leo kisses like a god, and I need to fight him to give me my tongue back.

“Okay, I’ll try not to be too disappointed.”

He jumps up and wraps his legs around my waist while I hold on to his tight ass.

“Don’t call us, we’ll call you.”

I can’t help my laugh, but he doesn’t let it linger and instead makes me moan when he rubs his hard dick against my stomach.

“I love how strong you are.” He pulls my head back by the hair and licks a stripe up my throat. “You could fuck me against a wall.” I startle for a moment. He said he doesn’t bottom. “Not that I’d let you.”

“Why would I want that? Not when you’re such a good top.”

“I am a good top.” He smirks.

“The best.” I kiss him quick and rest my head on his forehead. “But seriously. I hope you’ll call me.” He’s too good to just let go without a fight. So I take a deep breath and set him down on the floor. “I like you too, Leo.”

He kisses me one more time and runs out the door. Like he couldn’t trust himself not to jump me again.

I stand there watching him go with a stupid grin on my face. He gives me a quick wave from his rideshare, and I wave back.

Damn, that man was amazing.