Page 19 of Warm and Dry

"Probably." I grinned, looking forward to meeting the guys on his team. If they were important to Forest, they were important to me.

"Briggs is gonna wanna sign my splint or some shit."

I laughed. "Is that a thing?"

“Probably not, but he’ll make it a thing.” He made a sound that was almost a laugh, and then the weight of him settled heavier against me.

"We’ll talk later, Forest. You need to rest." I ran my fingertips up and down his back.

"But I like cuddling with you…” I found his whiny voice to be cuter than I should have. “I don’t wanna sleep."

"I like this too." I loved it, actually. I’d always been a bit of a cuddler, but with Forest, it was different. He just pulled feelings and needs from me that I wasn’t sure I’d ever feel. His body was warm and a little heavy, so I pulled the blanket higher over us both and took a deep breath, more content than I could remember being.

My eyes were closed when he turned into my chest and nosed around my nipple. His breath was hot over my shirt, and my dick twitched. “You want some milk, baby?”

He hesitated for just a moment before looking up at me. “Yes, Daddy.”

Fuck, that sounded good on his lips.

Since I met Forest, there had been lots of moments I'd waited a long time for without even realizing it. This was one of them. He didn’t want sex or money or something he could get from just about anyone else. He wanted me to be his Daddy. To provide something that very few other men could give him.

That was what I wanted too. Maybe even more than he did.

Because I loved him.

"Take it, baby. It’s yours." I am too.

He carefully tucked himself against my chest as I pulled my shirt out of the way. The inhibitions he’d felt the first time we were together were gone, and he went straight for my nipple, licking around the tip before pressing his lips to my skin and sucking.

I just closed my eyes and enjoyed it.

He was truly giving himself to me. Mine to take care of.

Mine to feed and hold and look after.

Being a Daddy was something I’d longed for throughout adulthood but never quite worked out. I thought it was because I wasn’t able to meet the needs of someone as sweet and kind and strong as Forest. Someone I could truly respect and admire and be desperately attracted to.

But then I met this gorgeous boy in my arms and everything just fell into place.

When I opened up Spin Cycle, I thought it was just a means to an end. An easy income and a bit of house-hacking. I never expected the man of my dreams to walk through the door, soaking wet and looking for help.

Forest hummed against me and his left hand gripped my side like he was keeping me close.

I pulled him closer. “Sleep now, baby. Daddy will be right here when you wake up.”

11

FOREST

Waking up in Scott's bed was the best. At least, it would’ve been if there wasn’t a splint on my hand and a cold spot on the sheets beside me where Scott should have been.

When I stretched and sucked in a deep breath, I could smell coffee and something with cinnamon in it. Either he was making breakfast or had decided the situation called for baking.

I'd been staying with him for four days, and it was still a dream come true. I was done with my meds, but there was no reason to rush home, not when I had a sexy Daddy who cooked for me and fed me milk from his chest and his dick.

I was officially a squatter with no intention of ever leaving.

The splint was annoying, but I was getting used to doing most things with my left hand now. The only thing I wasn’t sure I’d ever get fully competent in was jacking off as a lefty, but that wasn’t a problem with Scott around. He was always close by to suck, stroke, or fuck me when I couldn’t do it myself.