Legendary Daddy by Mia Monroe (each kindness read aloud txt) 📕

belong on an angel’s face? Yes. But only to the extent that you like it.”

“You mean that, don’t you?”

“Absolutely.” I wrap my arms around him. “Here’s another secret. I thought Arian wore too much makeup, but it made him happy, so I never told him that.”

Bentley gasps lightly. “That would make me sad.”

“Why?”

“Because I want to be perfect for you. I want you to look at me and only see what you desire most.”

Jesus, this boy.

“What I desire most is a healthy, happy boy.” I smile. “But just to be clear, you are absolutely stunning and one hundred percent what I desire most.”

His smile grows. “I believe you, Daddy. You’re too good to lie to me.”

“I won’t. I promised myself, after I let things get away from me, that I wouldn’t compromise myself anymore and I would speak up if something didn’t feel right.”

“You’re such a good Daddy.” He twists around, dragging his hands down my chest. “And so handsome. Way better in real life.”

“Why’s that?”

“Well, besides you being really nice, I guess I just like it better when you’re fucking me instead of me watching you fuck.”

I laugh. “Reasonable. Let’s go eat.”

Bentley takes my hand and follows me to the kitchen. I lift him and put him on a stool, moving between his legs. I lift the T-shirt enough to drag my fingers over his cock, pulling a giggle from his lips.

“Ticklish?”

He nods, smiling. “And you’re gonna make me hard.”

“That’s okay. Then I’ll just have to take care of you.”

“But I want to take care of you.” He clutches the waistband of my pajama pants. “You need me. I can tell.”

“I need you, huh?”

Bentley’s cheeks bloom a gorgeous pink. “I could be good for you, Legend. I know I could. You’re already everything I want in a Daddy, but what you don’t know yet is that I’m everything you’ve always wished for in a boy. I’ll make sure of it.”

His submission, his absolute desire to please me, is intoxicating. I lean in and press a soft kiss to his lips. “That’s exciting, isn’t it? To be what someone else needs.”

“Yes, Daddy, it is.”

I tear myself away, trying to refocus on food. “Eggs?”

“No.” He scrunches his nose. “Toast?”

“That’s all?”

“Um, coffee?”

“Definitely.”

“I don’t like to eat much in the morning. I have more energy if I eat light and save my bigger meal for lunch.”

“Toast and coffee coming up.”

After a quick breakfast, we move to the living room.

“Do you want to get dressed?” I ask.

“No.” He grins.

“That’s fine with me.” We sit silently for a few minutes. “How does your family treat you?”

Bentley lifts his head to me. “Oh, they’re okay people. No drama over me being gay or anything if that’s what you’re asking.”

“Are your parents married?”

“Not to each other. They got divorced when I was eighteen, but we all knew it was coming. They were distant for years. I was the baby, so they waited till I went to college.”

“How was that for you?”

He shrugs. “Whatever makes them happy. They’re both remarried to nice enough people. They think I work in Hollywood.” He laughs. “Close enough.”

“It is.”

“You?”

“My parents are married and in their early sixties. I was the first born, and they were young.”

“I have a brother and a sister. You?”

“Just a brother. Eight-year age difference.”

“Are you close?”

I nod. “Enough.”

“Do they know what you do?”

“Definitely. I’ve never hidden it or been ashamed. Certainly, they’ve tried to, quote, ‘reason with me,’ but eventually, they just accepted that I’m an adult and can do what I want.” I boop his nose with my index finger. “They even know I’m a Daddy.”

“And they’re accepting?”

“Mostly. Some extended family will give me looks at family events, but guess how many fucks I give?”

Bentley grins. “None?”

“Exactly.”

“They probably watch your videos.”

I laugh. “They might.”

“Your cousin Ricky, who is totally straight, only looked once just to see for himself, but he doesn't have it bookmarked or anything. Because he’s straight.”

Another chuckle escapes me. “Very possible. Although I don’t really want to think about any of my family members getting off to my videos.”

“Ooh.” He scrunches that cute nose. “Good point. Let’s erase that.”

“Done.” I study his face for a few seconds. “Can you show me some of your work?”

His eyes go wide. “Really? You want to see it?”

“Really.”

“Um, okay, but it’s porn.”

“You don’t say.”

Bentley giggles. “I mean, we’d be watching porn together.”

“We were porn last night.”

He sighs happily. “We were. I bet it would’ve looked amazing on video.”

“You would have. I can confirm. I’ve never seen anything more stunning.”

“Do you mean that, or are you just being a swoony Daddy?”

“I definitely mean it. You’re absolutely gorgeous, boy. I can’t stop looking at you.”

“I hope that’s always true.”

I cup his chin, drawing him closer for a kiss. “So do I.”

Ten

Bentley

“Do you have a computer?”

“I’ll go get it. Do you need pants or anything? Are you cold, sweet boy?”

I could literally live off the way Legend’s deep voice sounds when he says boy. Plus I usually get a nice adjective with it—sweet, gorgeous, pretty.

“Bentley?”

I blink. “No, Daddy. Not cold.”

“Okay. I’ll be right back.”

While he’s gone, I glance around the room. His home is nice and much different than I thought it would be. I guess I pictured him living in some industrial-style loft downtown, with a motorcycle and an SUV, not on the outskirts of town surrounded by trees with views of LA that make it look like a tiny town down below us. It’s furnished comfortably, inviting you to take off your shoes, get comfortable, and stay awhile. It’s a manly place, filled with dark woods and deep grays, but it has a lot of soft edges, like the blankets on the big L-shaped sectional, the rug on the wood floors that looks cozy enough to sleep on, and the dim lighting in the evening. There’s a big fireplace I think I would very much like to be fucked in front of. It’s a far cry from my place, but Legend is at a different point in