Healing Carson's Little - Izaia Winter Page 0,97

treat as he pulled it out of his mouth and gave it a long lick, but I could see the naughtiness in his eyes.

“Daddy,” he said with a pout. “That wasn’t the kind of treat I wanted.” The lollipop disappeared back into his mouth.

Knowing how the script went, I grabbed onto the white stick poking out from between his lips and pulled the candy out. Opening my mouth, I popped the lollipop inside and sucked at the cherry flavor as I spread my legs and reached for the button of my jeans.

Slipping to the floor between my legs, Miller placed his hands on his lap primly as he waited for his treat. Unzipping my pants, I pulled apart the denim, allowing my cock to spring to attention as I set it free.

Wrapping a hand around one of his pigtails, I pulled him toward my cock, impatient to feel his mouth on me. He wrapped one of his little hands around the base and leaned forward. Miller licked me from root to head. I groaned and spread my legs to give him more room when he flicked the bead of precum welling from my tip.

“Mmmm,” he moaned, licking me just as he had the lollipop. “Daddy tastes good.”

“Have some more of me,” I said, positioning his head over my cock.

Holding him in place, I lifted my hips and pushed into his mouth, addicted to the heat of him. Taking the present he offered, I used his mouth, loving the wet sounds he made as he struggled to accommodate my girth. His hands gripped for purchase on my jeans, the little fluttering of fingers stimulating against my skin.

Already so close to coming down his throat, I reached out with my other hand and placed it against his jaw, wanting to feel every movement of his mouth as I fucked him.

“Daddy’s so close,” I warned as I tightened my grip on his hair to hold him still. “Good boy,” I moaned as I pressed in deep, the muscles in his throat constricting around my shaft as he tried to swallow. Closing my eyes, I held him to my body as I emptied myself into his willing mouth. Pulling back slightly, I let go of him and squeeze my cock, getting the last little bit out, happy when it landed on his outstretched tongue.

Sitting back, I watched as Miller lifted his hand and swiped at the drool on his chin.

“How was that for a treat?” I asked as he caught his breath.

“Just what I wanted.”

“Good,” I replied, slipping my softening cock back into my jeans. “I hope it was worth it,” I said, patting my thigh. “You know what happens to naughty boys who skip their bedtime.”

Miller giggled as he climbed into my lap and lifted his skirt for his spanking as I’d trained him to do. “Yes, Daddy.”

End Notes

This story has been a bit of a wild ride. I know I say this every time, but Carson and Miller are my new favorite couple. I know, I know, I’ll probably say that about the next one, but let me have my moment!

This story had so many ups and downs and changes. I used to get confused when an author would say something about characters having a mind of their own, but they really do. I had a beautifully detailed outline and then Carson would come out of nowhere and be like, nahhhh I’m gonna do this instead. Foster? I wouldn’t say that! I ‘m gonna say this. And Miller? I’m sorry, things just pop out of my mouth! Lee? I’m gonna stir up some trouble! And then I’d have to deal with it all because their little improvisations were really good.

I know this story took a while to get out, but as I’m sure most of you are aware, the world is in a bit of a mess right now. Besides, I was working on my thesis and graduation for much of March, April, and May. Hopefully, my books will be coming at more regular intervals from now on—hopefully *fingers crossed Foster doesn’t give me any more trouble*. Oh, who am I kidding? Of course Foster is going to give me trouble.

Anyway, enough about me! I want to thank you all so much for reading this story. As a small favor to me, it would mean everything that if you liked this book, you would consider leaving a review to help other readers find it as well. Reviews are super helpful in getting the word out there, and you would have my eternal appreciation. Moreover, I would love to hear whose story you’re dying to read next. Again, thanks for reading, and I hope you’ll check out some of my other work.

Much love, Izaia Winter

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p.s.s. I know I usually include a sneak peek of what I’ll be releasing next, but it’s not ready yet, sorry. Just know Foster and his cowboy are going to be coming up next!

Also by Izaia Winter

Different Hearts Series

1. Caring For Little Ollie

2. Fixing Little Red

3. Serving Mr. Chamberlain

4. Healing Carson’s Little

5. Teaching Foster's Cowboy - COMING SOON

About The Author

Born and raised in Texas, I'm a self-professed nerd and lover of all things romantic and taboo. When I'm not thinking of new characters and things I want to subject them to, you can find me designing and playing video games, voraciously consuming romance novels, trying out new recipes, or spending time with my friends and family.