Page 27 of Soothe Me, Daddy
“Yes, Daddy?”
“I’ve made a plate for you. Please wash your hands and have a seat.”
Henley traipsed to the sink and washed his hands, glancing over and seeing an array of rainbow colours spread on two dinner plates. “That looks amazing!”
“Thank you, sweetheart. A rainbow of salad, meat and dairy to keep your energy levels up. It will help you when we go out tonight.” Isaac picked up the plates and deposited them on the table.
They sat in the same seats as the previous night and dug into the food, Henley moaning with the fresh taste of everything. When Henley had cleared his plate, he sat back, resting his fingers on his stomach and groaning.
“I’m so full!”
Isaac chuckled. “That means you will be ready for a nap. We were awake early this morning.”
Glowering, Henley agreed. “There was no need for the postman to knock so loudly.”
“He was doing his job. You had something to sign for.”
“That’s not the point.”
Shaking his head, Isaac stood, taking the plates with him and placing them in the dishwasher. “I’m going to head home shortly. I have a few errands to run before we go out tonight, but I will be back to pick you up, maybe before if I’m finished earlier.”
He still hadn’t mentioned anything about punishment, and despite his eagerness not to remind him, Henley wanted to know what to expect.
“Daddy?”
“Yes, sweetheart.”
“Am I going to have my punishment soon?” He nibbled on his lip as he asked.
“I wondered how long it would take you to ask about that.” Isaac grinned. “Your punishment is three-fold today.” He stalked to the table, retaking his seat. “Firstly, you are not allowed to come at all tonight, even if it means you stay awake the whole night. Secondly, you will not be drinking when we go out. You need to be aware of everything and everyone around you and not use being drunk as an excuse to do things you shouldn’t, like getting off. Thirdly, you will be wearing a plug. All night.”
Henley wished he’d never asked, and he pursed his lips, wanting to argue. He’d made a promise to Isaac, though, and he would try to keep to it. Isaac knew what he was doing, and he was trying to help Henley be the best person he could be. It was Henley’s job to help Isaac do that by listening and obeying, despite how unfair it seemed.
“Do you have anything to say?”
Henley glared at Isaac but shook his head.
“Use your words, please.”
His nose crinkled as he withheld his snarky comments. “No, Daddy.”
“Good boy.”
Henley was silent for a moment before he thought of something else. “Daddy?”
“Yes, Henley,” Isaac said with a smile.
“May I have a kiss?”
“You will always be allowed a kiss, my sweet boy.” Isaac leaned forward, resting one arm on the table and resting his other fingers underneath Henley’s jawline to tilt his head up. He paused right before touching and blew against his lips, making Henley open. As soon as he did, Isaac swooped in. Their tongues twined together, Isaac tasting of their lunch and something that was purely Isaac.
Henley’s head fell back as Isaac devoured him, lying prone under Isaac’s attack but wanting every bit of it. As he began to get lightheaded, Henley felt himself tipping to the side before being lifted until he was straddling Isaac’s lap with his strong, sure hands resting against his back and ass, pressing him closer. Henley wrapped his arms around Isaac’s neck, taking everything that Isaac was giving him.
Pleasure streamed through his body, and he undulated against Isaac, feeling his erection, hard and thick behind his zipper. His own shaft ached, seeking release. Isaac pressed their hips closer, groaning before yanking his mouth away.
“You are dangerous, my boy. I can’t get enough of you,” Isaac muttered, resting their foreheads together.
Henley tried to get closer, thrusting against Isaac until Isaac grasped his hips and stopped him.
