Page 47 of Pretty Puppy

He started to laugh then froze at the sight of Daddy staring him down through narrow eyes.

“And who exactly gave you permission to play with yourself?”

Uh-oh. “No, I wasn’t… Well, perhaps a little, you know, to help make it easier to…” He winced. “I forgot to ask if it was okay.”

Lee sighed then tsked. “I think we might have to forego the champagne. I’ll order some sparkling cider to be delivered instead.”

Ash frowned. “I don’t understand.”

“Well, we can’t exactly have any alcohol while you’re tied up and I’m edging you, now can we?”

Ash swallowed hard, his cock firming up and pressing uncomfortably against his fly. “Good point.”

Lee nuzzled his temple. “I love you, my naughty puppy.”

“I love you too, Daddy. I know I’m a handful.”

“Mmm…” Lee pressed a kiss to his head. “A very satisfying handful. You’re mine and no one else’s. That makes me the most fortunate man alive.”

Ash turned in Lee’s arms, wrapping both his arms around his Daddy’s waist. He gazed up at him, his heart filled to bursting with his love for the man that had always been meant to be his.

“No, Daddy. It’s me. I’m the most fortunate man who ever lived.”

Lee descended on Ash’s mouth, giving him a fiery kiss, urgent and deep, holding him close as he caressed and rubbed his body.

It wasn’t until the chorus of whoops and cheers went up that he realized they were standing in the middle of the resort lobby putting on a show for an enthusiastic audience. They broke apart, laughing, waving at the onlookers who were clapping and giving them a thumbs up.

Lee whispered to him, “Let’s pick up where we left off later.”

Ash let out a contented sigh. “Always, Daddy. Always and forever.”

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