Page 17 of Love Me, Daddy
“Hey, hey. You’ve nothing to be sorry for.” Loren sat up, hands cupping Nathan’s jaw and tilting his head until they locked gazes. “You were tired. I loved holding you. You gave me the best gift tonight.”
Nathan’s brow creased, and he tried to figure out what Loren was trying to say. “I don’t—”
“You gave me your trust when you fell asleep on me. You trusted me not to hurt you. You trusted me to keep you safe. That’s…” Loren exhaled, “everything.”
Nathan checked the truth of his words through his expression. There was a softening in Loren’s eyes, a smile on his mouth, and he held Nathan gently.
“Please, Daddy.” Nathan wasn’t sure exactly what he asked for.
“What do you need, my sweet boy?”
“Could I have a kiss, please, Daddy?” Nathan hadn’t known what he wanted until he said the words. Then it was all he wanted. He needed to feel Loren’s lips on his. Claiming him. Their first kiss.
Loren’s gaze roamed Nathan’s face as he smoothed his thumb across Nathan’s bottom lip, to which Nathan replied with a quick swipe of his tongue. Loren’s gaze darkened, eyes narrowing. He pulled Nathan towards him in infinite slowness. When he got close, Loren went fuzzy, Nathan’s eyelashes swept to his cheeks as his breathing increased.
The first press of their lips together was a mere brushing, but when Loren pulled back, Nathan grumbled until Loren returned. The sweet torture continued as Loren pressed kisses across his mouth, jaw and cheeks, returning to his lips anddevouredNathan. He could do nothing more than grip the back of Loren’s shirt as their lips smashed together, and Loren’s tongue explored every inch of Nathan’s mouth.
Light-headed but not wanting the kiss to end, Nathan allowed himself to fall deeper into Loren. The movement must have registered because Loren slowed the kiss then pulled back.
Nathan was unable to open his eyes, drunk on passion as he was. He allowed his head to fall back as he struggled to inhale enough air to make him coherent again. When his eyes finally fluttered open, he saw Loren staring at him, lips glistening, eyes shining and mouth grinning.
“You are perfect,” his Daddy said.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“Time for bed.”
Loren stood, jerking Nathan up by his hands and steadying him when his knees, initially, proved too weak. Once he stood strong, Loren released one hand but kept the other, leading Nathan down the hallway. Outside the spare room, Loren hesitated and turned to him.
“I don’t want to assume you are at the same place I am right now. Tonight, you have a choice of where you want to sleep. In the spare room, or with me?”
Nathan rolled his lips, trying to hide his smile. Loren was so considerate. Nathan didn’t know why he’d had any reservations about this. “Your room, please, Daddy.”
“We’re not doing anything else tonight, but I’d love to hold you all night,” Loren replied with a pleased expression.
“Yes, Daddy. Please hold me.”
“Okay. Do you need anything from the room? Or from your backpack?”
Nathan shook his head.
“Let’s get some sleep.” They continued down the hallway, Loren opening the door and guiding Nathan to the bed. “Wait here for me.”
Nathan stood, fidgeting, gaze roaming the room. He’d been in here earlier in the day but didn’t take the time to investigate his surroundings. Instead, he’d gone straight to the drawers to get a t-shirt and found something enticing instead. Nathan smiled, realising his choice that afternoon had led to where he was now, and he couldn’t bring himself to regret it. Not that he’d tell his Daddy, of course.
He watched as Loren returned carrying some clothes. “Lift your arms for me, sweetheart.” Nathan complied, and Loren removed his t-shirt. “I’m going to change your trousers now.” Loren’s fingers curled into the waistband of the joggers and slowly nudged them down his legs. “Lift your foot.” Nathan rested his hands on Loren’s shoulders as he did as he was told. “Other foot.”
Once Nathan was naked, Loren reached for the trousers on the bed. He held them out for Nathan to step into and slid the soft, warm fabric up his legs and over his ass. Nathan couldn’t help the way his cock jerked, being semi-hard as he was. Loren picked up a top and indicated for Nathan to lift his arms again. Once the pyjama top was in place, Nathan dropped his arms.
“Come on. Jump into bed.” Loren reached around him to pull back the duvet, encouraging Nathan to get in and then covering him. “I’m going to get ready. I’ll be in after.” He pressed a kiss to Nathan’s forehead and disappeared into the en-suite.
Chapter 8
Loren
For the first time in a long time, Loren stayed at home to work, content to hear Nathan potter around the house from his vantage point at the kitchen table. He hadn’t made a conscious decision to stay home, and he trusted Nathan, but he also wanted to be close to him. He was aware he was not getting as much work done as he would’ve done if he’d been at the café or the library, and he knew he would have to head there most days; otherwise, he would get behind on his schedule. But he understood himself and knew he needed to be at home that day.
The previous evening had been a revelation. Loren knew Nathan trusted him enough to allow him to stay in his house alone, but he hadn’t been sure if Nathan had trustedhim. He proved the trust last night. Falling asleep on him had turned Loren to tears, and he had been unable to fall asleep alongside him initially, the emotions overwhelming him.
