Trust in Me - Quinn Ward Page 0,40
you did the other stuff, too.”
I really hoped he understood what I meant by ‘other stuff’, because just thinking about having to explain how it felt when he wiped my bottom and shaved me made me blush. “And you’re really good at bath time and stories. But I can’t do things like that for you.”
“Just getting to spend time with you is enough for me,” Theron insisted. He cupped my backside and started rocking me slowly against his morning wood. That felt really nice. He smiled when I let out a little whimper.
“Concentrating today would be a lot easier if I wasn’t so horny,” I said, trying to shift my approach. My hand shook as I traced my thumbs over Daddy’s nipples. His head fell back, and he moaned as he lifted his hips off the mattress. “I bet it would make your day go better, too. We don’t have to do all the stuff, but orgasms aren’t off limits. Right, Daddy?”
He scrubbed his face with his hand as he considered my offer. “You were a very good boy for Daddy last night. I suppose I could let you pick your treat.”
I stilled, knowing what I wanted to do but scared I would chicken out. I sat up straighter, determined to find the courage I’d felt last night as I slid my hand down his chest until it covered his cock. “I want this, Daddy.”
“Someone’s brave this morning.” That wasn’t a no. I scooted back on his legs, pulling on the waistband of his sleep pants. His dick wasn’t super long, but it was thick with a slight curve near the tip. He sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth as I brushed my thumb over the tip, gathering the few drops of precum collecting there. He growled when I sucked my thumb clean. “Fuck, baby. Do you have any clue how sexy you are?”
“I haven’t done anything yet.”
“Wrong.” Daddy dug the tips of his fingers into my hips. “Confidence is a massive turn-on. Do you like the way it tasted?”
“Uh-huh.” I wrapped my hand around his length and started stroking, paying attention to the top half because that seemed to get a better reaction than when I went lower. “I don’t know if I’m ready for blowjobs though. I’ve never done this before.”
“Whatever you want to do is fine by me, baby.” He folded his arms behind his back, spreading his legs in invitation. When I didn’t move, he nodded toward the empty space he’d created for me. “Well, go on. Don’t overthink things. Whatever you do to me is going to be more than enough.”
As I got myself settled kneeling between his thighs, Theron leaned over and grabbed a bottle of lube, tossing it to me. “Here, this might help.”
I was torn. I knew he was right and that the lube would make sure things didn’t get uncomfortable for him, but I might change my mind and want to taste him. I couldn’t imagine the lube would taste very good at all. But he wasn’t like me and needed something extra to keep the friction down.
I’d seen in porn how guys would use spit instead of lube. Maybe that was an option here?
“What’s wrong, baby?” Theron reached out for my hand. “You’re looking at me like I’m a complex math equation.”
Being inexperienced was the worst. He could have been with a hundred other guys he wouldn’t have to work through these stupid issues with. But no, he’d decided to pick me, and now we were both stuck. As horrifying as the thought of asking him about this was, time was running out. It was time to be a big boy and swallow my fear. “Does spit work instead?”
“It does,” Theron confirmed. “Not as well, but believe me, guys don’t always have a bottle of lube on hand when the mood strikes. Is that what had you upset?”
“Yeah,” I admitted, wondering if the room was bright enough for him to see how red my face was. “In case I want to change my mind, I was worried the lube would taste yucky.”
Daddy laughed, but I didn’t feel like he was laughing at me. He was amused by my uncertainty and clumsy attempts to get answers. “You’re not wrong about that. Just do whatever feels natural for you. If it gets uncomfortable for me, I promise I’ll tell you.”
“Okay.” I stroked his length as I worked up the courage to do what I knew needed to be done. It