Page 15 of Trashed to Treasured
“Cozy parts it is.” I opened the legs and bent forward so my head was just below his filling cock, but I ignored it as he placed his hands on my shoulders to keep his balance while he stepped into the pajamas. Once his legs were in, I stood up, pulling the soft fabric with me as it wrapped around his body. With his arms in the sleeves, I reached down to zip up the front.
His cock was sticking straight out, so I carefully slipped my hand in and pressed it against his skin so I could shield his precious skin from the zipper.
Brody swallowed a gasp when I touched his dick, but he stayed perfectly still until the zipper was locked in place under his throat. “Nice and cozy?”
He smiled. “Perfect.”
“I think so too.” I leaned back and took a full look at him. “And you look really adorable. I love these jammies.”
“Me too.” He popped up on his tiptoes and gave me a quick kiss. “And I love…” Brody caught himself and dropped back on his heels. “Baths.”
“Are you hungry?” I followed him to the kitchen and showed him what I brought. “I picked up a pizza and breadsticks. I figured you needed junk food after your shitty day.”
“I definitely need pizza.” He lifted the lid to the box and peeked inside. “Cheese and…spinach?”
“Yeah, is that okay?” I wasn’t sure if he liked spinach or not, but I knew from past meals that he didn’t like spicy toppings, so I went with the lowest common denominator to get a vegetable in him.
“It’s my favorite.” He reached in and pulled up a slice. “Do you like it cold or should we warm it up?”
I shrugged. “I eat cold pizza all the time, but we can warm up a few pieces so they’re nice and gooey.”
Brody cocked his head and gave me a sidelong glance. “I like gooey.”
* * *
Brody picked a romantic comedy, but I didn’t pay much attention to it.
After we ate, he curled up on the couch with his head on my lap, and every time he laughed or turned to tell me something, he rubbed against my cock in the most frustrating way. Halfway through the movie, I think he figured out what he was doing and started making a game out of it, looking for opportunities to twist and turn in my lap.
When the movie was over, instead of getting up, Brody rolled 180° on the sofa so his face was turned toward my belly.
I ran my fingers through his hair and looked down at him. “Are you getting sleepy yet?”
He shrugged. “Kinda, but first, I have a question.”
“You know you can ask me anything.” Using my thumb, I smoothed down some stray hairs over his ear.
He swallowed hard and wouldn’t look me in the eyes. “Have you decided yet?”
I wracked my brain to figure out what he was referring to. “Decided what?”
“If you’ll be my Daddy. Like Harris and Tony are.”
My stomach dropped when I realized how insecure he’d been feeling. Clearly, I’d done a shit job of showing Brody how much he meant to me. Over the past few weeks, I’d been so focused on just getting to know him and making sure he felt comfortable being around me that I lost track of what he truly needed the most.
Affection and words, not just superficial actions.
With a gentle tug on his ear, I got his attention, and Brody turned enough that he was facing me.
“I think I decided that I wanted to be your Daddy the moment I met you. I thought I was giving you space to get over your last relationship before coming in strong with a new one, but it seems like I’ve left you with some doubts. So, I want you to know that this hasn’t been some audition or interview process. I’m sorry if you haven’t felt how much I care for you, but I truly do. And if you’re ready for more, I definitely am too.”
A smile brightened his face, and my heart felt like it was going to explode. “Does that mean I can officially call you Daddy?” He’d stopped himself from using the endearment on several occasions, but I thought that was because he wasn’t ready, not because he thought I wasn’t.
Now the silly smile was plastered onto my face, and I couldn’t do a thing to tame it. “I would like that a lot.”
He furrowed an eyebrow. “But probably not all the time. Mostly when we’re alone.”
I nodded. “Whatever you’re comfortable with, sweetheart. I promise, I won’t be disappointed with whatever you need from me.”
