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

“Yeah, but is something holding you back?”

“Just what we talked about. I pushed all my own needs aside for Arian’s happiness. I’m scared of doing that again. Bentley’s smile is addictive as fuck.”

Matty puts his hand on my thigh. “You just said it yourself though. He’s different. He wouldn’t take advantage of your kindness. That’s obvious.”

Exhaling, I nod. “You’re right. I need to trust myself and him. He proved himself worthy early on when we hooked up at the convention and he didn’t say a word to anyone. Someone who was opportunistic would’ve blasted that all over social media.”

“Exactly.”

Bentley returns carrying two glasses. He hands them to us then sits on the floor at my feet.

“There’s enough room on the couch, boy. Or you can sit on Daddy’s lap.”

“I like this, Daddy.” He gazes up at me with his pretty eyes. “I’m so happy right now.”

“Why?”

A faint blush creeps across his cheeks as he briefly glances at Matty. “Because I’m with you.”

Leaning forward, I cup his chin. “You’re happy Daddy wants you to stay here?”

“So happy. Now I can do things for you.”

“You’re a very sweet boy. I feel spoiled.”

“I’m just getting started.”

Sixteen

Bentley

As Legend and Matteo finish their drinks, I lie between Legend’s legs, my head resting on his warm thigh, his fingers playing with my hair. The bulge of his cock is so close to my face, I could flick my tongue out and hit it. The thought sends a rush of heat through me.

I must have made a sound because Legend turns sharply to look at me. “Something wrong, sweet boy?”

“Everything’s wonderful, Daddy. I promise.”

“Good.”

Matteo stretches. “If you guys don’t mind, I’m gonna hit the bed. It’s been a long day for me.”

Finally! I want Daddy all to myself.

“Of course,” Legend says.

I clamor to my feet, taking both their empty glasses to the kitchen. As I wash them out, I feel Legend behind me, his arms sliding around my waist as his lips brush against my neck.

“That tickles, Daddy.”

“Mm,” he murmurs. “Ready for bed?”

“Definitely.”

He takes my hand, leading me to the bedroom where we dropped off my things. “Get your toiletries then meet me in my room.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

He leaves me, and I dig through my bags until I find my toothbrush and pajamas, but then inspiration hits and I tuck the pajamas away. Better to wear Daddy’s T-shirt. I practically skip on my way back to his room, pausing in the hall to find at least some chill before entering the bedroom.

Legend is sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning back on his elbows.

“Come here, boy.”

I walk over and stand between his legs.

“Do you want to undress me?”

“Oh my gosh, yes. Thank you, Daddy.”

“You’re welcome. This is new for me. I normally like to do the dressing and undressing, but if it makes you happy, I’ll try.”

“We can take turns.” He looks up at me. “Maybe I can undress you and you can dress me. Or whichever way you like most.”

Legend tilts his head, studying my face. “I think we could work with that.”

I smile as warmth fills me. When Legend looks at me the way he is now, his features relaxed, a smile on his lips, it feels like winning the lottery.

“Now get me naked, boy, and we’ll take a shower and go to bed.”

Yes!

I kneel and start to tug on his boots until I get them off. I pull off his socks, stopping to admire his feet. I don’t have a foot fetish, but his feet were always something I noticed in his videos. They’re so nice—symmetrical and well-groomed. He has one video from long ago where the sub he was with worshiped his feet, kissing and sucking his toes. I won’t go that far, but they are nice feet.

“Can you stand up, Daddy?”

Legend nods, rising from the bed. I unbutton his jeans, slide the zipper down, then tug until I have them around his ankles. He sits again to let me get them off. My hands move to his legs, reveling in the soft hair covering the muscle underneath.

I’m well aware of the bulge growing between his legs, but I do my best to ignore it until I’ve finished undressing him.

“Can you lift your arms, please?”

He does, and I pull his shirt off. Legend stands again, and while I’m on my knees, I pull his boxers down. His cock isn’t fully hard yet, but it hangs heavy and plump against his balls.

“You are gorgeous, Daddy.”

“So are you, precious. Ready for a shower?”

I nod, taking his offered hand as I rise and follow him to the bathroom. While he starts the shower, I pull my clothes off, folding and setting them in a neat pile on a bench near the bathtub.

We step into the shower, and Legend immediately pulls me into him, pressing our chests together as he kisses my neck. His beard tickles my flesh, coaxing giggles from my lips. Legend’s hands move down my body, his fingers slipping between my ass cheeks. He falls to his knees, soaping up my dick and balls, and thoroughly washing my ass. Not only does it feel amazing, but I know the really good stuff happens after all of this.

“Do you like to be shaved, boy?”

A ripple moves through me just from the question. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Good to know.” His fingers rubbing against my crack are driving me wild, and I shiver against him. “Mm, boy, you feel so good in my arms.”

Being with Legend still feels like a beautiful dream. He’s so much better than the man he portrayed on camera. I don’t want to push him to perform again, but this side of him, the softer caretaker, would be a hit. I just know it.

“It’s my favorite place to be.” I twist in his arms. “Can I wash you?”

He nods with a slight grunt. I recognize that sound. He’s turned on. I try not to let it go to my head that he feels this way about me.

I take