Page 14 of Healing Daddy

JJ stroked Leary’s erection. He felt Leary relax. JJ waited until Leary moved restlessly against him before slightly rocking inside Leary. He thought he might die if he didn’t get to come soon. Between last night and the tightness of Leary’s hole, JJ was a man on the edge. When Leary matched his rhythm, JJ chanced a deep thrust.

“Oh, god. Please?”

At Leary’s plea, JJ went for it. He kissed and bit while pumping inside Leary. The pressure inside him had him locking his back teeth, trying to hold out.

Leary whimpered.

“You’re such a good boy.” JJ had no idea what prompted him to say that, but Leary blew. JJ’s every thought flew out the window. He rode the waves of Leary’s orgasm. JJ thrust harder and harder, taking what he wanted. The air left his lungs in an inhuman sound as the pressure finally snapped. All he could do was cry out as each pulse ran through him. He kept pumping inside Leary and taking every moment of pleasure he could get. By the time JJ collapsed, and sweat and cum dried on their skin, JJ had made the ultimate discovery. Somewhere between the first time they met and now, JJ had fallen in love with Leary, and there was no hope they could have a normal life.

Chapter Six

Eventhoughtheyhadmet once, July was nothing like JJ pictured outside of The Playpen. He didn’t know what he had expected exactly. Outside the club, Leary looked like the doctor he was. July wore a skater skirt, Converse, and a short-sleeve sweater. He also had a face full of makeup and a purse that matched his skirt. Obviously, JJ wasn’t bothered. He was still grateful as hell for the guy. The look just didn’t seem like the pouty, hot mess JJ had met at the club, especially since he was a bit bubbly and never stopped talking.

Iced coffee in one and the other barely holding the steering wheel, July pulled into the Surgi-center parking lot with ten minutes to spare. He hit a curb so hard, JJ’s ass left the seat.

“Oopsie.”

JJ was too scared for his life to be nervous about his surgery. “It’s the curb’s fault really.” He kept a white-knuckled grip on the console between them, and his right foot pressed against the invisible brakes on his side of the car.

“Right?” He flashed JJ a bright smile and almost hit a pedestrian.

JJ screamed.

July slammed on his brakes and waved at the petrified-looking elderly woman. “Good thing you yelled.”

JJ had a bad feeling someone would die today, and it had nothing to do with his surgery. After parking at an angle with his back tire all the way in the space next to him, July finally pulled the keys from the ignition.

“It’s too bad you’re not allowed to eat or drink anything. You look pale.”

“Oh, you know, maybe I’m just nervous about the procedure.”

July nodded, looking totally serious. “That’s probably it. I’d be scared in your shoes.” He opened the car door and gathered his things. “Then again, it’s Leary. He’s the best.”

“That’s what I hear,” JJ mumbled as he stepped from the car onto shaky legs.

By the time they made it to the third floor, JJ had mostly recovered from the ordeal. He was relieved as hell he would be high when he had to take that trip in reverse. After checking in, they took a seat. Then the nervousness really set in. He wiped his sweaty palm on his thigh.

“When we leave today, I’ll hit the drive-thru and grab you something to eat and then the pharmacy for your scripts.”

JJ smiled. “Thank you.”

“You’re very welcome.” July’s hazel eyes looked bright with intelligence, and an odd thought hit JJ. He wasn’t a Little. It was possible he was a middle like Rhodes’ husband, Cairo, but there was nothing childlike about July. JJ’s name was called, and he forgot his wayward thoughts. The nervousness flooded him again as he stood.

“Good luck.”

JJ nodded at July and headed toward the smiling nurse.

“Good morning. How are you?”

JJ tried for a smile. “I’m okay. How are you?”

“I’m good. We’re going to pause in this room right here. Angela will take some blood and then we’ll head to your room.”

“Okay.”

They stopped, and JJ sat and had his blood drawn. It didn’t take much longer than the time it took to exchange pleasantries. Then he was back on his way down the hall. He was led into a room where he changed into a gown. They took his blood pressure, covered his hair, and then draped a warm blanket over him. He had expected to be stuck waiting, but things moved at a rapid pace. He spoke with the anesthesiologist, answered questions, and took some pills the nurse handed him. His anxiety hit a point that he might have started shaking if whatever she had given him didn’t hit him like a punch to the face. His head spun. Leary came into the room.

JJ smiled so big, his cheeks hurt. “There he is.”