Stabby boy deadly daddie.., p.32
Stabby Boy (Deadly Daddies Book 2), page 32
We play at Little Land every Saturday and sometimes during the week when he's not working. In the afternoons, we comb through the little black books we stole from the Diavolos' warehouse guards to track them down. This is the best part of my day, perhaps even better than playtime. Daddy convinced Constantine, Gianluca, and Benedetto to let me, Ollie, and Finn continue our revenge plot. We've killed three men this past week and we're slowly ridding Manhattan of predators.
Jagger and Grant are still deciding what to do with Linda and Miles. They consulted with Grant's unnamed associate and he told them he'd broadcast their crimes on his YouTube channel. Grant and Ollie love that plan because it'll deter potential criminals from selling boys like Ollie to human traffickers.
I plant a kiss on Jagger's chest. "I feel so safe with you."
Jagger unbuttons his dress shirt and brings his right nipple to my mouth. "Suckle me, beautiful boy. Let your worries melt away."
Ahhhh. Suckling. Is there anything better?
Wrapping my mouth around his nipple, I lose myself in him. He brushes my hair the entire time, making me feel protected. This is something we've started doing before I fall asleep. His manly scent wafts into my nose, and I inhale deeply as I burrow into his chest.
Jagger brings his right hand to my belly and massages it. I squirm for a moment, adjusting to his curious fingers. My familiar insecurities wash over me and make me feel anxious. Then, I relax so he can rub them away.
This is the absolute best thing Daddy does for me—he praises my body. When we're in the shower, he drops to his knees and kisses my tummy. He tells me I have the prettiest belly in the world and that I shouldn't be ashamed of it. We eat Zebra cakes in his bedroom and binge on tubs of Christian's dairy free ice cream and he always ends the night by blowing raspberries on my tummy. He says that the only way to push past my insecurities is to let him adore me, every inch of me, which I love.
Who would've thought it'd work? I haven't gained any weight since our Russia trip, but even if I had, I wouldn't care. I feel perfect in Jagger's arms. I think how silly it was for me to be so concerned about my belly for all these years when there was no reason to be. It's such a pointless thing, worrying about weight. Jagger's helping me repair my relationship with food and I've never been happier.
I also love the way he prepares me for the real world. Currently, he set me up with private tutors to help me obtain my GED. I'm on track to get it next year, and then after I take the SAT, I can prepare for college. He also hooked me up with the top trauma therapist in Manhattan—the one Ollie went to after Miles and Linda turned him over to Michael. I speak with her about my issues and she helps me process my trauma. We don't only talk about my time in the warehouse—we discuss my grandfather's verbal abuse toward my older brother who I met again for the first time in five years last week, my love for Jagger, and my close friendship with Ollie and Finn. She's a woman who's experienced abuse herself, so she understands me.
Jagger tugs something out from behind his back. "I have a surprise for you, baby boy."
I stop suckling. "What is it?"
My heart fills with warmth. I rock back and forth on Daddy's lap, because I like surprises. After Zebra cakes, they're my most favorite thing in the world.
Jagger kisses the nape of my neck. "Pull out my dick and give it a kiss. Then I'll give you your surprise."
Delicious heat flares through me and I let out a groan. I peck Daddy's cheek. "You're naughty."
Bringing my hand between his thighs, I rub his package. To my surprise, his member is already hard and achy. I lick my lips and tug it out of his pajama bottoms, then retract his foreskin.
I bring my mouth to his dick, smiling as I lick his ridge. I swirl my tongue around his crown, nipping and sucking at his foreskin. His balls rise between his legs, so I cup those and squeeze them.
"That's right, boy." Jagger guides me deeper onto his shaft. "You're doing such a good job for Daddy."
I suck Jagger's thick cock until it swells in my mouth. All at once, I know he's going to come. This is the sign he'll explode in my mouth and give me his delicious nut.
I whine as I beat the base of his shaft and stick out my tongue. "I’m ready, Daddy! Gimme your cummies!"
Jagger lets out a roar as he busts in my mouth. Hot cum squirts down my throat as his body shakes.
He tilts my head up… and stares into my eyes. "You're such a good boy, Sparrow." He growls as he kisses me. "I love you so much."
"I love you, too, Daddy." I tear my mouth away from his to lick his pulsating shaft. "What's my surprise?"
Jagger tugs a tiny velvet box out from behind his back. He sets it on his knee, then caresses my right cheek. "Open it, angel."
I pick up the box… then gasp when I crack it open. No. This is a joke, right? My eyes turn up to Jagger's. "A diamond ring?"
"I want to marry you, beautiful boy. You're the light of my life and the apple of my eye. You've changed me in so many ways and I wake up every morning lucky as hell I'm your Daddy. I want to be your Daddy every day for the rest of my life."
A ring.
Daddy gave me a freaking ring.
My heart beats fast as I stare at the glistening diamond. I run my finger over it, then slam my lips on Jagger's. "Yes, I'll marry you, Daddy!"
Jagger groans into my mouth. "I love hearing that."
"I've been in love with you since forever and not a day goes by that I'm not grateful you're in my life. You're my former Wilderness Explorer troop leader, my mentor, and my partner. My everything. I want to be your boy forever."
Jagger heaves me into his arms and slams his lips on mine yet again. Our kiss is passionate, jaw-dropping, and magical. He swirls his tongue around my mouth, pouring everything he has into it.
I climb on his lap and lose myself in his possessive lips. I let out a moan as warmth swells within me.
"You're the best Daddy ever."
Jagger kisses me even harder. "Mine." He lets out a growl as he kisses me harder. "Mine."
I want to melt. Laugh. Cry tears of joy.
This man is my everything.
We've been through thick and thin together—and there's still so much more to come.
Right now, all that matters is that he's by my side.
"Come on, Daddy." I squeeze his hand tight as I stare at my glistening ring. "Let's play one more round of jellybean dump truck."
He kisses me hot and hard. "Press the button on the side. See what happens.”
I do as Daddy instructs. Before I understand what’s going on, a sharp blade shoots out of the diamond and glistens in the playroom lights.
It’s a switchblade ring like Ollie’s.
I let out a whine as I thrust my arms around his neck. “I love you so so much.”
“I love you, too.”
“Can we play jellybean dump truck now?” I poke his belly.
“Perfect plan. Just like you, baby boy."
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