Page 24 of Assassin Daddy

It was barely a minute before the milk bottle teat had flopped out of his mouth and Kyan was lightly snoring, totally dead to the world. Matteo had to stop himself from chuckling as Kyan lazily wriggled and spoke in his sleep as he got himself perfectly set up in his arms – and Matteo couldn’t help but notice the rather prominent tent that was forming at the front of Kyan’s shorts either.

After affording himself a very quick laugh at Kyan’s adorable, and increasingly prominent sleepy arousal, Matteo focused his thoughts once more.

He’s been through a lot – way too much for a young man like him.

I need to step up my plans.

Keeping Kyan safe is everything to me now, no matter what the cost.

Matteo stared ahead as his darling boy slept in his arms. There was plenty of work to be done on formulating the plan that would remove Alphonso Fendi from both his and Kyan’s lives for good.

Michael and Faustino were able lieutenants and brothers in arms, but Matteo sensed that if he wanted to do this right, he might just need to step out and do it alone. Nothing in Matteo’s life up to this point had prepared him for how strongly he would feel about a boy. Kyan had come into his life and changedeverything. And while it was all fun and games at home, Matteo knew that if he wanted it to continue, he would need to strike, and strike fast.

Chapter 11

Kyan

After a nice nap, Kyan was more than happy to take Matteo up on his offer of watching a movie. There was something super-cool about the fact that Matteo had his own cinema room too. As much as Kyan loved his compact apartment, there was nowhere near enough space to dedicate an entire room to a big screen, comfy chairs, and dark walls.

‘What shall we watch?’ Matteo asked, taking a seat in the cozy couch that was placed in the center of the room. ‘We could go back to the American Pie series again. The later ones aren’t quite as good, but they’re still fun though.’

‘Yeah, we could do that…’ Kyan said, his eyes drawn to the outline of Matteo’s powerful legs as he stretched them out in front of him. ‘There’s something about this room. It makes me feel all…’

Kyan’s heart was suddenly thumping inside his chest.

With the lights low and the only light coming from the muted glow of the projector screen, Kyan suddenly felt a wave of arousal wash over him. After having had such a fun time with Matteo in the new playroom, Kyan had seen his new friend ina different light. Yes, Matteo was more than capable of dishing out a deadly spanking. But it was equally true that he could have fun, play, and guide Kyan through Little Space too. Matteo was very much beginning to look like he had it all – and this was making Kyan more attracted to him than ever.

I want to kiss him.

I want to call him Daddy.

I want to get on my knees and…

But before Kyan could do anything, Matteo leaned over toward him and planted a kiss on his lips.

‘If you’re sure,’ Matteo said, momentarily pulling away from Kyan’s lips. ‘Only if you want to.’

‘I’m sure,’ Kyan replied, his pupils dilated and every inch of his body telling him that this was what he craved more than anything. ‘I want to…’

Matteo didn’t need to hear anything else and moved back in to kiss Kyan. From the second Matteo’s lips touched his, Kyan felt his entire body react once more. They may not have been in a public theater, but there was something extra hot about the fact that Kyan suddenly found himself making out with such a devastatingly handsome man in a darkened room with only the light from the blank screen to illuminate them.

With soft lips and a light stubble around his mouth and on his chin, Matteo’s kisses were just something else. Kyan’s body tensed as he pressed up against Matteo’s smart shirt and his cock began to throb too as he felt Matteo’s hands glide over his body and rest around his slender waist.

Strip me, Daddy.

Strip me and do what you want to me.

I’m yours…

Kyan felt an urge to tear his t-shirt off his body and offer himself for Matteo, but it was clear that they were going to do things at Matteo’s pace. Matteo was a true Daddy, and he knew what he was doing…

‘Hold still,’ Matteo said, his breathing heavy as he broke away from the kiss and unbuttoned Kyan’s shorts. ‘Raise your hips. And hold them there too.’

‘Yes, Daddy,’ Kyan replied, his cock now throbbing as hard as humanly possible as he followed his Daddy’s orders to the letter.

Kyan watched with delight as he bucked his hips upward and held them in place as Matteo slide his shorts off. With his briefs tight on his body, Kyan whimpered and gasped in pleasure as Matteo ran his fingers up and down over the taught material of his briefs and traced the outline of his erect cock.

‘Mmmph, that feels so good,’ Kyan said, tripping over his words as Matteo’s fingers pushed his arousal onto another level entirely.

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