Page 13 of Healing Daddy

Now that, JJ got. The way he felt about Leary terrified him. He might be down a hand, but he could still kill someone. JJ knew that was exactly what he would do if anyone stepped in the way of this relationship. “Don’t worry. I’ll always keep you safe.”

Leary’s beautiful green eyes never wavered from staring at him. “I’m not scared of getting physically hurt. I’m petrified of falling in love and you not loving me back.”

Something inside JJ broke loose. He moved to his knees and kept going until he had Leary toppled onto his back. “Don’t worry. I’ve got you.” He kissed Leary.

Leary released a small sound that made JJ go hard. It had damn near killed him last night, keeping his dick to himself. He wanted Leary to know that he was special. No one special had ever touched him.

Part of him wondered if he was worthy.

JJ dropped his weight and cuddled Leary. There was no way Leary didn’t feel his erection. JJ definitely felt Leary’s. He would hobble in misery for the rest of his life as long as Leary knew he was cherished.

“Would you go to bed with me?”

JJ fought a smile. He loved it when Leary was brave. JJ rolled from the couch and pulled Leary to his feet. He grabbed the bag that he had packed. “Lead the way.”

Leary headed down the hall. JJ followed. His arousal grew bigger with every step. When they reached the bedroom, JJ looked around. The room looked like a typical bedroom. He spotted a notebook and a coloring book, with an art box on top on one nightstand. It looked to be filled with crayons, markers,and colored pencils. So far, the art supplies were the only sign he had seen in the house of Leary being a Little. Otherwise, there was a king-sized bed, a dresser, a chest of drawers, and a nightstand on each side of the bed. A door stood open that led to the en-suite. A closed door likely led to the closet. Everything about Leary’s place was just a normal house. JJ loved it.

While Leary turned down the blankets, JJ dropped his overnight bag next to the bed. Leary headed his way with determination in his eyes.

“Whoa.”

Leary stopped dead and immediately started fidgeting. “Oh. Am I doing something wrong?”

JJ smiled. “That was a good whoa. I wasn’t asking you to stop. You’ve never looked at me the way you just were. I like it.”

Instead of blushing the way he normally did, Leary closed the distance between them and curled his fingers around the hem of JJ’s t-shirt. He pulled the material upward until he had JJ’s shirt off. Leary tossed it aside. His gaze swept down JJ’s torso. “Holy cow.”

Damn. He always made JJ feel like the sexiest man alive. Leary ran the tip of his finger down the line between JJ’s abs. JJ wasn’t a big guy. He had gone years barely eating. Being so skinny made it easy to look good. Working out was something he did for himself, but he had to admit he loved the way Leary eyed his body.

Leary’s gaze lifted and collided with JJ’s. “You’re beautiful.”

From nowhere, JJ’s throat swelled. Leary gave him something JJ couldn’t explain. His feelings were indescribable. “No one has ever cared about me except you. There’s no way you know how you make me feel.”

Leary’s hands moved to the waistband of JJ’s jeans. He popped the button loose and then unzipped JJ’s zipper. “I want to keep making you feel even more.”

JJ leaned in and touched his lips to Leary’s. Their kiss turned heated immediately. JJ tugged and pulled at Leary’s clothes until he had him nude. Leary pushed JJ’s pants and underwear down his hips until they fell. JJ kicked his way out of them. JJ lifted Leary off his feet and took him down on the bed. They kissed and impatiently moved against each other.

“Tell me how to please you,” JJ said as he changed angles.

Leary turned his face away. “I want you inside me.”

JJ could do that. “I’m guessing you don’t have lube and condoms here.”

Leary held his stare. “Actually, I ran to the store on my lunch break and bought some.” No blushing or averting his gaze. It was obvious Leary had hit that point of arousal where everything went out the window except pure desire. Leary motioned toward the closest nightstand. A brown bag sat on top. “Everything is in that bag.”

JJ grabbed it and went to work. He kept Leary aroused. With lubed fingers, he stretched Leary while leaving him as wet as possible. JJ had a feeling Leary didn’t do this often. Truthfully, he didn’t either.

“You’re so sexy staring up at me with all the anticipation. Hopefully, I don’t fail you.” He had to be quiet. JJ powered through life by faking confidence. His insecurities were showing, and JJ hated that.

“The only way you could ever fail me is by breaking my heart.”

JJ took advantage of Leary’s distraction and impaled him.

Leary tried scrambling away—like it was an involuntary movement.

JJ held still. “I’m sorry.” He felt guilty as hell. “I can stop.”

Leary visibly breathed through his nose for a few moments. “No. I don’t want to stop. Maybe slow down and let me adjust.”