by Mia Monroe
“It felt really good. I guess I haven’t been sleeping much since Dad declined a couple of days ago.” He seems to realize what’s happened to the apartment, jerking his head around and sniffing the air. “Oh my god, you guys. You shouldn’t have done this.”
“Somebody had to do it,” Bentley says. “God knows you weren’t doing it.”
“Hey,” I say, chiding him gently. “Don’t give him a hard time right now.”
“No, I’m gonna give him a hard time, Daddy. He has been like this for years. This isn’t just because of what happened with his dad.”
I raise my eyebrow at his defiance. He catches it, his cheeks blushing.
Finn sighs. “He’s right. I deserve it.” He crosses his arms over his chest, pouting. “I just get so overwhelmed. I don’t know how to handle things, and then I just shut down.”
“I understand,” I say.
Finn sits down next to Bentley on the couch and lays his head in his lap. Bentley cards his fingers through Finn’s short brown hair. He’s a very attractive boy. Tall, lean, and hairless with a perfect face, big brown eyes, long lashes, and a heart-shaped mouth. Matteo would fall hard. But he’s far too skinny. He looks like he hasn’t been taking care of himself. He has dark circles under his eyes. It concerns me.
Bentley pokes his ribs that are clearly sticking out. “When’s the last time you had a good meal?”
Finn shrugs. “I’ve been getting by.”
“You look skinny,” Bentley notes. “How much weight have you lost?”
Finn groans. “Stop acting like a Daddy.”
Bentley laughs. “I’m not acting like a Daddy. I’m acting like a best friend who cares about you. You don’t look healthy.”
Finn sits up, glaring at his friend. “You have no idea what it’s like to spend all day and night in a hospital waiting room just waiting to hear that your father has died.”
Bentley’s face softens. “Shit. I’m so sorry. You’re right. That’s insensitive. I’m just super worried about you. I’ve never seen you look like this.”
Finn rubs his forehead, tugging at his hair. “No, I’m sorry for snapping. You’re right. I haven’t been taking care of myself. I just got so caught up in wanting to be there for my dad’s last moments, I skipped a lot of meals and a lot of sleep. I’ve been living inside the hospital for weeks.”
“It’s over now,” I chime in. “We can help you.”
“Okay.” He nods, his big brown eyes gazing up at me. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
Bentley and I start going over things that we found out while Finn was sleeping, the life insurance policy, the different funeral options, and some other odds and ends we learned about his father’s affairs. He nods, eyes glazing over as though he doesn’t know what to do. But after a few quiet minutes, he smiles.
“No funeral. I know that much for sure. I just want to take him with me wherever I go.”
“That can be arranged,” I reply. “Now, there’s some paperwork you need to fill out for the life insurance policy. We can help you do that if you need it.”
He nods. “Yeah, that would be good.”
“Does he have a house or anything that we need to sell?”
Sadness falls over Finn’s face. “No, we had to sell that stuff a long time ago to pay for his medical treatments. He was in hospice for a little while, then the hospital when things got really bad. A few weeks ago, he was supposed to move back to hospice for the end of his life, but he didn’t make it there.”
I pat his back. “Any effects of his that we need to take care of?”
He shakes his head. “I cleared out everything important before we moved into hospice the first time.”
“Are you coming back to Los Angeles with me?” Bentley questions gently.
Finn looks at him with sad eyes. “Can I?”
“Yeah, of course. Daddy says you can even stay with us for a while. As long as you want to.”
Finn gasps. “Really? I can stay with you?”
Bentley nods. “Yep. Los Angeles is expensive. You can’t just move there and get an apartment with no job. Daddy said you could stay in one of the guest bedrooms until we figure out what you want to do.”
Fresh tears stain Finn’s eyes as he looks at me. “That’s really nice. You don’t even know me.”
“I know Bentley, and you’re his best friend. As far as I’m concerned, you’re a package deal.”
He smiles, wiping his cheeks. “Man, Bents. You got lucky this time, didn’t you?”
Bentley giggles. “What did I tell you about luck?”
Finn laughs. “I hope you’re right. Maybe Los Angeles is exactly where I’m supposed to be too.”
“It is. I already know it is. You had to be here for your dad, and now you can start doing things for yourself. It’s already predicted. Just like it was for me.”
“What are you guys talking about?” I ask.
Bentley’s cheeks blush, and I know there’s a secret.
“You haven’t told him?” Finn teases.
“No, and you’re not gonna tell him either.”
“Hey, I thought we talked about having secrets.”
Bentley looks shy. “We did, Daddy. I’m sorry. I’ve kind of already told you parts, but it’s a little embarrassing.”
“I’m waiting.”
“No, I can’t.” Bentley giggles and runs from the room, shutting himself in the bathroom like a petulant child.
“What was that about?” I ask.
Finn giggles. “Okay, he might kill me, but I’m gonna tell you anyway. He made a vision board before he moved to Los Angeles, and on that vision board was becoming a porn director, visiting the beach, and meeting his favorite porn star. He had your pictures all over it.”
“Oh, I see.”
“But not just meeting you,” Finn continues. “Falling in love with you.”
“That was on his vision board, huh?”
“Yep. And it worked.”
I study Finn’s face for a minute. “Did it?”
“I think he was in love with you before he even went. But, you know, not the real kind of love, just the kind of love that you think you have for somebody that you don’t know. How he feels about you now…I’m not sure. We haven’t had a chance to talk about it, but based on his expression, and the fact that you’re here, I’m going to go with that vision board thing really working out.”
“That’s sweet to hear.”
When Bentley emerges from the bathroom, I can tell he splashed his face with cold water.
“Yeah, um, unfortunately, the walls in this apartment are thin, so I heard you tell him all my business.” He shoots a look at his best friend, but he’s smiling. “So yeah, I had a vision board that I was going to come out to Los Angeles and meet the man of my dreams, and yeah, yeah, it worked. Big deal. Everybody knows that.”
I laugh, pulling him down onto my lap and kissing him on the cheek. “You’re so adorable, boy.”
“I’m glad you think so, Daddy.”
“You’ve been quite a feisty handful today.”
His eyes widen. “Am I getting a punishment?”
“It might be in order.”
He smiles. “You know what’s best for me, Daddy.”
“I do.”
Finn sighs loudly. “Got any Daddy friends in LA in need of a helpless boy?”
Bentley and I look at each other as Bentley spills into laughter. “Oh boy, do we.”
Twenty-Two
Bentley
“This is a nice hotel, Daddy.”
“Yeah, it’s pretty nice.” He sets our luggage down. “I’m okay to stay here alone if you want to stay with Finn or your parents.”
“A. There’s no way I’m sleeping at Finn’s.”
Legend chuckles.
“And B. There’s no way I’m sleeping in my childhood bedroom at my mom’s house when you’re here.”
“I just didn’t want you to feel obligated to entertain
me.”
“Maybe you’re obligated to entertain me.” I buck my hips into him. “I think I’ve been downright bratty today.”
Legend’s eyes heat. “Hmm, yes, you’ve been a little mouthy.”
“What will you do about it?”
Legend looks me up and down as if weighing his options. My stomach flutters with excitement.
“Well, a spanking won’t work. You like that too much.”
I tilt my head. “I’m sure you can come up with something good.”
“Go take a shower.”
“Are you coming with me?”
“No.”
My eyes narrow. “But, Daddy. We always shower together.”
“You can use the time alone to think about your naughty behavior today.”
I mock gasp. “Daddy. That’s punishment.”
A slight smile pulls at his lips. “Off with you.”
I turn on my heel and stomp into the bathroom. I see his game.
Grinning, I start the shower. This is kind of fun. I’ve been wondering what kind of Daddy Legend would be if I got bratty on him. I guess I was a little sassy earlier. How many punishments does he have in mind? I just hope it doesn’t mean there won’t be any sex. That would kill me.
After thoroughly washing, I come out to find Legend sitting on the small loveseat in the room. He has one leg crossed over the other as he focuses on his phone. My eyes flick to the suitcases sitting empty on the floor. He put everything away instead of letting me do it. My pajamas are laid out on the bed.
“Daddy?”
“Get your pajamas on, boy.”
“But...you like it when I sleep naked.”
“Not tonight. No treats.”
I pout, pushing my lips out and furrowing my brow. “Daddy!”
“Do as I say.”
Huffing, I stomp over to the bed.
“And do it with a good attitude.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
I put my pajamas on and turn to wait for instructions. Legend doesn’t say a word. In fact, he doesn’t even look at me. I shift my weight back and forth from one foot to the other. As he continues to ignore me, my impatience starts to get the best of me.
“Legend?”
He looks up sharply with an eyebrow raised, quickly checking me. An unexpected whimper leaves my lips.
“Sorry. Daddy?”
“What?”
“What should I do now?”
“Go to bed.”
“But it’s early.” I glance at the alarm clock on the nightstand. “It’s eight.”
“Bad boys go to bed early without treats.”
“Fuck,” I mutter before biting into my lip. “This blows.”
“Punishment typically does. Are you going to have an attitude on top of it?”
“No, Daddy. I don’t like this. I want kisses and treats.”
“You’ll still get kisses. Just because you’re being punished, doesn’t mean I won’t tuck you in.”
“Okay, Daddy.” I peel the blankets back and climb under them.
Legend walks over and turns the light off. He reaches down and brushes my hair from my forehead. His touch is gentle, caring.
“How did we get here today?”
“I was sassy at Finn’s. You told me to give him a break and I said no.”
“Warmer. Do you know the specific thing you did that was naughty?”
“I defied you?”
He clicks his teeth. “No. Try again.”
I think it over. “I don’t know. Because I didn’t give Finn a break?”
“No.”
I bounce a bit while pouting. “I don’t know.”
“Think about it some more.”
He walks away, and I watch as he undresses with his back turned to me. He keeps his briefs on, making me scowl. As he climbs back in bed, he offers a quick glance, then returns his attention to his phone.
It takes me a long time of replaying the day’s events in my mind before I think I might know what it is.
“I kept a secret.”
Legend turns to me, smiling.
“Close.” He takes my hand. “What did you do when Finn brought it up?”
Understanding washes over me. “I ran away.”
“Because?”
“I was embarrassed.”
“How do you think that made Daddy feel?”
“Bad. Like I don’t trust you.”
“Right. Anything else?”
“I made you promise to tell me things. I promised the same thing. I broke my promise.” I squeeze his hand. “What can I do for penance? I’ll do anything to make you happy with me again.”
“I’m still happy with you. I still care. Still want to be here with you.”
“How do I get treats and naked time again?”
He chuckles. “Rest, sweet boy. We’ll have all those things tomorrow.”
“Please, Daddy. I need something tangible. Can I do something for you?”
“No.”
I huff again. “I’ll never be able to sleep.”
“Yes, you will.” He flicks the light on his table off and rolls to his side, spooning his big body around me. “Oh, sweet boy. You do things to me. Even when you’re naughty, you’re absolutely delightful.”
“Delightful?”
“Pure joy,” he whispers, nuzzling my neck.
“Daddy, that’s sexy. Stop.”
“Daddy doesn’t want to stop.”
His swelling cock pushes against my ass. “Daddy. You said no treats.”
“No treats.”
“But I said I was sorry.”
“Did you?” He rubs against me. “I don’t recall hearing that.”
I squeeze my eyes shut. “I...don’t think I did. I’m sorry, Daddy.”
“For?”
“Um, being sassy and being embarrassed and breaking my promise and not saying I was sorry before now.”
“Sweet boy.” His lips drag up my neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. “I adore you.”
My breath catches. “I adore you too, Daddy.”
“Let’s sleep. We had a long day traveling. We’re seeing your family tomorrow and helping Finn wrap things up. We need rest.”
“But...your dick is hard. I could suck it.”
“Mm, that sounds nice, but I’ll be okay.” He pulls me even closer until I’m completely tucked into his body. “We have the rest of our lives, baby.”
Do we?
“Remember what I said? I want this to last forever.”
His words drain the remaining tension and insecurity from my body and I relax into him, clutching his arms and holding them to me.
“You’re so good to me, Daddy.”
“You deserve everything. You are so kind and thoughtful. I’m so lucky you found me.”
“It wasn’t luck,” I whisper.
He laughs softly, warming the back of my neck with his breath. “Well, then, I’m happy fate decided it was us.”
I swallow down the emotions trying to clog my throat. I want to tell him that I love him, but after what Finn said earlier, he might still think it’s infatuation. I would hate that. Plus, I never want him to feel pressured. No, it’s better to be patient.
“Go to sleep, precious boy.”
“Okay, Daddy. Thank you.”
“For?”
“Being my Daddy.”
I open my eyes, blinking a few times before my brain reminds me that I’m in a hotel room in Ohio with the man of my dreams asleep beside me. A smile pulls at my lips. He’s going to meet my family today, which should be interesting. I’ll have to give him a heads-up about potential reactions from my stepdad. Legend is only ten years younger. Neither my dad nor stepdad are exactly onboard with my penchant for older men, but my dad has learned to accept that I’m an adult and can date who I want. My stepdad can be more critical. Legend’s profession, however, would probably be an issue for both of them.
I shake the thoughts away and instead focus on the sleeping
god beside me. I watch him for a few minutes, taking in all the details. His furry chest as it rises and falls, the tattoos—some black and some in vivid color—decorating his flesh, the day-old stubble covering his cheeks. But what captures my attention the most is the slight tenting of the blankets.
Sliding beneath them, I’m careful not to wake him as I press my face to his briefs. I tug them down gently, revealing his thick erection. Instead of sucking, I pull him into my mouth and lie there, comforted by the feeling of his hefty weight on my tongue, the slight saltiness of his flesh, the hair tickling my nose. Now, this is how you wake up.
After a few minutes, I suck softly, relaxing into it like holding onto a security blanket. Legend stirs, his fingers finding purchase in my hair.
“Bentley,” he whispers, his voice thick with sleep and lust.
“May I, Daddy?”
He stretches slightly beneath me. “Please.”
That word from my Daddy’s mouth sends shivers through me. I roll until I’m on my stomach between his legs, then I start sucking with purpose.
Legend throws the blankets back. “Eyes on me, boy.”
I snap my eyes to his face on his command. Fuck, that Daddy-voice of his is pure thunder and lightning inside me—like a raging storm of desire.
Legend gazes down at me with hooded eyes. “You look so pretty with my dick in your mouth.”
I nod, sucking harder. Reaching down, I massage his balls while I rise enough to get more of his length down my throat. It doesn’t take long for Legend to take control of the situation and flip us around so I’m on my back and he’s straddling my face.
He’s so big, and I feel tiny beneath him, which makes me feel fluttery things inside. Legend grips the front of my hair, leaning forward to fuck into my mouth. I gag and gasp and choke, but Legend knows my limits, pushing me there but then pulling me back. This tug of war goes on until my jaw is sore and my dick is throbbing for relief.
“Fuck, boy,” Legend groans. “Gonna come. Your mouth is so fucking sweet. Fucking perfect.”
“Your cum, Daddy,” I whimper around his cock. “Want.”
Legend nods, pumping his hips into me with increasing speed until his brow furrows, his abs tighten, and the first delicious shot hits my tongue. Legend pulls out though, spraying my face with his release. I close my eyes, embracing this moment as Legend paints my flesh with his cum.
