Our Love – The Story Read Online M.A. Innes

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, M-M Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 220
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
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Now he was moving with long exaggerated steps like he was in a cartoon show. Snickering, I ruffled his hair and sighed. “So silly.”

As he laughed, we sat down on the floor by the closet and he pushed off the towel to sort through his pajamas. Naked little Ian was just as enthusiastic with his jammies as clothed Ian had been, but this time his naked bottom was bouncing as he dug.

It was so cute.

And today my cutie wanted to be a cookie. Giggling, he held up black jammies that were covered in the chocolate chip treats. “Cookies.”

“You’re the sweetest cookie ever.” Crouching down beside him, I kissed his head. “My cute cookie.”

He gave me an eager nod, curling into me and snuggling up with his jammies in hand. “Cutie?”

Huh?

Taking a stab, I nodded. “Yes, Cohen would think you’re a cute cookie too.”

Giving me a soft happy giggle, he snuggled and yawned, finally starting to lose the battle with exhaustion. “Stay?”

“Yes, cutie. It’s a sleepover night.” Because there were a few things I wanted to talk to him about in the morning…but for now, it could wait.

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“Muffins?” Ian came in wearing his cute jammies, rubbing his eyes and looking barely awake, and I couldn’t figure out if he was big or little.

“Yes.” Setting the pan on the top of the stove, I tossed the mitts on the counter and walked over, opening my arms invitingly.

He stepped in and buried his face against my shoulder, snuggling close. “Good. Thanks.”

That didn’t help either.

His sleepy voice wasn’t giving me anything to go on, so I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight. After a few minutes, he rubbed his face against my shoulder and sighed, a very grown-up sound.

“You’re welcome.” Stroking my hands down his back, I kissed his head. “Good morning.”

“Morning, Daddy.” His snuggling started having a firming effect and his soft giggle said he finally noticed. “You’re very awake, Daddy.”

Giving his ass a light spank, I squeezed it and smiled as he groaned. “Because I have a sexy boy wiggling against me.”

He shook his head, hiding now, not snuggling. “I’m not sexy.”

I was assuming it was because of the pajamas, so I snorted and spanked him again. “I don’t want to hear that at all. You were cute last night, and seeing you now when you’re grown-up and snuggly, it’s a nice reminder of how sweet you were.”

He sighed then groaned, and I had to fight the urge to laugh. “Aww, don’t be sweet, then I can’t pout.”

Would I fail at being a Daddy if I giggled?

Shaking my head, I gave him another pop. “I reserve the right to be sweet anytime I want to. But if it would make you feel better, I’ll help you take off your jammies and feel you up as I dress you in regular clothes.”

He went very still. “How much feeling up?”

I finally laughed. “Brat. Come on.”

Picking him up, I grinned as he clung to me like a monkey. “Daddy!”

So dramatic.

I kissed his neck as he held me tight, trying to be subtle as he rubbed his hard dick against me. So of course I had to spank him again. “Are you humping me?”

His embarrassed groan was cute, but it didn’t stop him from playing with himself. “No. I’m wiggling.”

Barking out a laugh as I tossed him down on the bed, I crossed my arms over my chest and gave him a firm Daddy stare. “Now my brat is lying. You’ve been very naughty.”

A shiver raced through him as he shook his head. “No, Daddy. I just get so excited snuggling you, I have to wiggle.”

“So that’s what we’re going to call it?” I raised one eyebrow as he blushed but spread his legs wider to tempt his easily distracted Daddy.

“I’m your good boy, Daddy.” My teasing, tempting boy. “Will you help me take off my pajamas, Daddy?”

Running my hands up his thighs, I felt a rush fire through me as he shivered and his hips thrust up in desperation. “Does my sweet sub need help?”

His head bobbed frantically as his muscles clenched. “Yes, please, Daddy.”

Rewarding his sweet desperation, I started inching his pajamas down, baring the brightly colored training pants that he’d finally shown me last night. He couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to hide in embarrassment or beg for an orgasm, but I was thoroughly enjoying his drama and his sexy reactions, so I wasn’t going to help him decide.

By the time his pants were off and I was peeling down his thick briefs, he’d decided that begging for an orgasm was a better use of his energy. “Are you…you’re really going to…”

So he was trying to beg.

“I have a present for you later, cutie.” As the undies fell to the floor, I teased my fingers up his thighs. “It’s something we’ve been waiting for.”


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