“What if it doesn’t come back?”
“Then I’ll still be here. I feel a whole lot for you, sweetheart, and very little of that is about sex, I promise you. Daddy’s here to stay.”
Phex made a soft sound, then asked, “Daddy, can you take your shirt off?”
“Sure.” Devlin didn’t ask why, certain he’d find out.
Phex leaned back for a moment, and Devlin whipped his shirt over his head. The second it was off, Phex put his mouth on Devlin’s right nipple and started sucking, the sensation shooting straight to Devlin’s cock.
“Ah, sweetheart,” he moaned. “Mmm, that feels really good.”
“Is it okay if I keep doing this for a bit? It calms me down…”
Devlin kissed the top of his head. “For as long as you want to. And just ignore my arousal, okay?”
Phex sucked until he was half-asleep, and Devlin had to carry him to bed. His sweet, sweet boy.
10
The two weeks flew by. Phex had figured he would need some time to get used to Devlin being there, but he didn’t. From day one, it had felt so normal, so natural, and two weeks in, it was like he’d always been there. And best of all, Phexlovedhaving him there.
Devlin had been true to his word, and he’d been the best Daddy Phex could have imagined. His rules were simple, but he did enforce them—not that Phex had protested too much. How could he when it was so easy to see that every rule had been put in place for his benefit? He’d been made to eat healthy and exercise every day, and he’d spent many hours as Mikey, happily playing with his cars or the train tracks or building his Legos on the floor of his playroom. And Daddy had never grown tired of it, had been endlessly patient and understanding, even when they’d had to change their plans a few times because something had come up.
Phex had been getting eight hours of sleep every night, and the bags under his eyes had vanished. Two weeks of swimming twice a day had toned his body, especially his arms, and he’d gained a little more definition. His energy was back, and so washis appetite, and even his employees had commented on him looking better…and whistling.
Something else had returned as well, and he hadn’t even noticed it at first. He’d woken up with morning wood the last few days, and he hadn’t realized it until the third day. Daddy had been right. His sex drive had disappeared because he’d been exhausted. It hadn’t been some kind of trauma, but simply his body and mind being too freaking tired to have energy left for that. Now that he had recovered physically and emotionally, he was ready again.
It was Saturday afternoon, and they were supposed to go to the club in an hour or two…but Phex had different plans. Daddy sat on the couch, reading a book, and Phex had been told to read for an hour as well, something that hadn’t been a problem so far. But today, it was. His body was alive again, humming with energy…and need.
“Daddy?”
Daddy raised his head, quirking an eyebrow. “Is there a good reason you’re talking and not reading?”
Phex nodded. “A very good reason.”
“Let me hear it.”
He took a deep breath. “I want to have sex.”
Daddy slowly put his book down. “Are we talking about a theoretical future date? Or more as in soon or maybe even today or tomorrow?”
“Right fucking now, Daddy.”
Funny, Devlin had been the only Daddy so far who didn’t correct Phex’s language. He’d explained he couldn’t care less, plus he felt it would be hypocritical, considering his own affection for the f-bomb in all its varieties.
“Phex, I’m gonna ask this once, and then I won’t ask again. Are you sure you’re doing this for the right reasons and not because you feel in any way guilty or obligated toward me?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me your reasons.”
He figured that, in this case, the blunt truth might work best. “I think my body awoke from, like, a slumber or something, and now I’m really horny. And you’re super hot, and I’ve been imagining what your cock would feel inside me for the last hours, and I’m done fantasizing about it. I want the real thing.”
Daddy dropped his book and rose from the couch in one fluid motion. “Works for me. Bedroom. Unless you want me to fuck you on the couch.”
Phex laughed. “Honestly, I’d settle for any flat surface right now, but the bedroom would win in terms of comfort.”
“Then you’d better get that sexy ass of yours in there before I do ravish you on the couch.”