Page 34 of Soothe Me, Daddy
As the fingers left him bereft, Isaac rose to his knees once more. He ripped open a condom packet with his teeth and deftly rolled it on before smearing it with lube. Bracing one hand next to Henley’s head, the other guiding his cock, Isaac lifted his gaze to Henley.
“You still with me, Henley?” Isaac’s voice was strained and deep, the tension in his shoulders belying his control.
Henley nodded emphatically. “Please! Please! I want you so bad!”
“You have been such a good boy, Henley.”
With those words, Isaac sank slowly but without stopping until he was balls deep. He leaned down onto his forearms and cupped Henley’s head. Henley lifted his legs and wrapped them around Isaac’s lower back, crossing his ankles, repeating it with his arms around Isaac’s upper back.
“Henley.” Isaac’s tone was reverent as his lips teased Henley’s mouth.
Wound around each other as they were meant to be, Isaac could only move in small increments, which he did. His hips pulled back before flexing forward over and over as his mouth and tongue explored Henley’s mouth.
As their pleasure grew, Henley loosened his legs, resting his feet back on the bed, allowing Isaac more room. As if that was his cue, Isaac rose onto his hands, bracing himself as his hips snapped forward, deeper and harder than before.
“Wrap your hand around your cock, sweetheart.”
Henley blinked up at him and encircled his dripping shaft. He gasped at the arousal spiralling through his body.
“That’s it.” Isaac shifted his hands, so Henley’s legs were resting on his forearms, opening him up further.
“Fuck! Daddy! Please, let me come!” Henley panted.
Isaac pounded into Henley, leaning forward to seal their lips together in a brief kiss before lifting and grunting, “Come, Henley.”
Isaac hadn’t even finished speaking when Henley keened through his climax. As he came down from his high, he felt Isaac’s rhythm falter before he bellowed Henley’s name and snapped his hips forward one more time before stilling. After what felt like an age, Isaac relaxed, gasping heavily and, holding onto the condom, withdrew with a wince from Henley.
As Isaac crawled off the bed, he murmured, “You’re going to be the death of me.” To which, Henley grinned.
“In such a nice way, though.”
Isaac snorted and disappeared into the bathroom, returning with a damp, warm cloth. He carefully wiped Henley’s ass, balls, stomach and sensitive cock then threw it into the wash basket. Climbing back into bed, Isaac opened his arms for Henley, who turned and snuggled into what was fast becoming his favourite position. Isaac pulled the covers over them and wrapped Henley tight.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“What for?” Isaac pressed a kiss to the top of Henley’s head.
“For taking care of me. I think that helped me to fall asleep last night. Usually, if I am worked up and hard, I wouldn’t be able to think about anything else, making the night so long unless I did something about it. But with you…I felt content. I knew I would be fine.”
“That’s my job, sweet boy. To care for you, and I love that I can do that for you.”
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“Henley? Can I speak to you, please?” Mr Sanders leaned down close to where Henley was sitting in the office. They had been back from the warehouse for a little over half an hour when Isaac was called into the manager’s office. Ten minutes ago, he came storming out of the room, face looking like thunder, and walked straight out of the office without saying anything.
“Sure. Is everything okay?”
“Let’s speak in my office, please.”
Henley followed him to the spacious room with several large windows overlooking the surrounding trees. Where the office was based was on the edge of an industrial estate, and the trees were there to offset the environmental effects of having the buildings there. Almost as if the companies were apologising to the earth for taking over nature.
As he sat, he noticed Mr Sanders leaning his elbows against his desk with a frown on his face.
“Henley. There has been a claim of sexual harassment against Isaac.”
“What! No way! He—”
“The claimant saysyouare the victim.”
