Page 37 of Assassin Daddy

Kyan heard Matteo grunting his approval as he traced his finger up and down the front of his Daddy’s pajama bottoms. It might have been wet and windy outside, but Kyan was now only thinking about pulling his Daddy’s pajamas all the way down and taking their mind off the stormy weather and onto something else entirely…

‘Hmmm,’ Matteo said as Kyan pulled down his pajama bottoms enough for his hard Daddy cock to spring out.

And it wasn’t long before Kyan was running his tongue from the base of Matteo’s broad shaft all the way up to the tip and back down again. It might have been the middle of the night, butKyan was very awake now as his wet tongue worked Matteo’s big Daddy dick with great enthusiasm.

Matteo adjusted his body and turned to directly face Kyan – a move that Kyan was appreciative of as it meant that he was now able to take the bottom half of Matteo’s throbbing cock in one hand while using his mouth to suck and slurp on the rest.

‘Fuck that’s good, boy,’ Matteo moaned, his quads tensing in delight as Kyan’s wet mouth went to town on his manhood. ‘Keep going. Don’t stop.’

Kyan felt a surge of delight come over him as he realized just how much his Daddy was enjoying his middle of the night blowjob. Kyan began to swallow the full length of Matteo’s dick and reached around to grab onto his steely, perfectly sculpted ass cheeks.

Knowing that he was fully in service to his Daddy was such a turn on to Kyan. In fact, it was such a turn on that Kyan barely noticed how aroused he was himself until he wriggled out of his pajama bottoms. As he slurped, sucked, and bobbed his mouth on his Daddy’s rock hard slab of meat, Kyan’s own manhood throbbed, and he wrapped his legs around Matteo’s so that he could grind himself to climax too.

Kyan began to cum and felt his ass cheeks clenching and his upper thighs quivering in wild abandon as he locked his legs around Matteo’s strong thigh and shot his hot, sticky load onto his Daddy. All the while though, Kyan continued to suck on his Matteo’s cock and bring it closer and closer to release…

‘Fuck, keep… going… boy…’ Matteo groaned, his dick erupting and shooting its seed into Kyan’s gagging, frenzied mouth.

Kyan was barely in control of himself as he bumped and grinded at one end and continued to give his Daddy all the pleasure with his mouth at the other.

But soon, the pair of then were spent.

‘Daddy, I couldn’t control myself,’ Kyan said, his mouth full of the taste of his Daddy’s seed.

‘I’m not complaining,’ Matteo laughed, bringing Kyan up close to him once more and wrapping his arms around him. ‘And I don’t think you are either.’

Kyan giggled and nuzzled his head up against Matteo’s warm chest.

‘But I do know one thing for sure,’ Matteo said, his voice low and full of post-climactic satisfaction. ‘We need to get to sleep.’

‘But the storm,’ Kyan protested.

‘We’ll listen to it together,’ Matteo answered, running his fingers through Kyan’s hair. ‘Trust me, we’ll both be fast asleep before you know it.’

‘Okay, Daddy,’ Kyan said, a smile on his face as he closed his eyes and listened to the wind and rain outside as it battered up against his safe haven. ‘I…’

Kyan gasped. He knew what he was about to say but stopped himself just in time. The reality suddenly dawned on Kyan that his feelings for Matteo weren’t going anywhere. And the truth of it was that Kyan was beginning to fall madly in love with his mafia protector. While saying this out loud might have been a step too far just in that moment, Kyan felt a surge of warmth come over his body as he nodded off to sleep.

I know how I feel about Matteo.

I hope he feels the same way.

And one day we both might even say it out loud…

After the 3:00AM fun with Matteo, Kyan woke with a spring in his step the next morning. But with the rain and wind still causing mayhem outside at 7:30AM, Kyan was grateful to still be in bed with Gambit under his arm and the warmth of the extra heavy duvet on top of him.

‘Daddy? Are you upstairs?’ Kyan asked, his voice echoing off the high ceilings in Matteo’s master bedroom.

‘I am now,’ Matteo answered, entering the room with a highly appetizing breakfast tray of orange juice, toast, choco-flakes, and sliced apple. ‘And don’t worry, you don’t have to drink the espresso. That’s mine.’

‘Silly, Daddy! I knew the coffee was yours,’ Kyan squealed in delight as Matteo carefully placed the tray down on the bed. ‘But where are Gambit’s morning carrot slices?’

‘Today he can have a bite of your sliced apples,’ Matteo chuckled, smiling warmly as he handed Kyan the delicate glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. ‘So… how are you feeling this morning?’

‘I’m feeling…goooood,’ Kyan said, blushing as he recalled precisely what went down in the middle of the night. ‘And you?’

‘Yup, you know me,’ Matteo said, giving a knowing wink as he carefully got underneath the covers next to Kyan and Gambit.‘I’m feeling great. Now… we need to talk about something. And it’s not exactly fun. But I thought I’d get it out of the way the first chance I got. That way, you can go about enjoying the rest of your day with me.’

‘I get to spend all day with you?’ Kyan asked, his eyes widening and his heart skipping a beat in pure joy.

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