14. Chad

Dinner was delicious. Ricky didn't usually make elaborate dinners, but he could follow a recipe, and when he wanted to get fancy, he nailed it. And throughout the entire meal, I could sense there was something weighing on him.

Now that I didn't have to go to the hospital twice a day, I toyed with the idea of staying over more often, but I wasn't sure if it was too soon to make that kind of suggestion. And then Ricky beat me to the punch.

When he was done eating, he scooted back from his little table and clasped his hands in his lap. "I have an idea."

"Okay, hit me." I took a drink of water and leaned back in my chair, fully focused on him even though I'd just loaded my plate with a third serving.

"Well, I don't like when you're not here in the morning…"

"I don't like it either." At least he and I were on the same page on that. Not that he'd made any secret of his likes and dislikes…

"So, maybe, since you don't like it and I don't like it…you can just live here. With me. All the time."

I grinned and reached across the table to hold his hand. "That's a great idea, but are you sure you're ready for that? It's a big step, and we haven't been together for that long."

"It's long enough to do everything!" He was a bit more forceful than usual but then inhaled a calming breath and blew it out slowly. "I mean, yes, I'm ready for that and everything. I'm ready, Chad." He looked me right in the eyes, using my name to make sure I knew he was in a grown-up headspace and not being bratty.

He was ready.

"I'm ready too, sweetheart." I stood up and went to him, tugging him to his feet so I could hold him. "I love you, and I would love to live here with you."

"Really?" He bit his lip, reining in his excitement. "What about the other stuff?"

I knew what he was talking about, and I was tired of waiting too. "You mean sex?"

He swallowed hard as he nodded. "Yeah, the real kind."

I grinned. "I think we're ready for that too… What do you think?"

"Yes!" He slipped his arms up around my neck and pulled me in for a sloppy kiss. "We're so ready."

Chuckling, I looked down at the table. "If you're done eating, I'll get this cleaned up and we can watch a movie in bed."

"Okay." He kissed me again and then pulled away. "I'm gonna take a shower and pick a movie."

By the time Ricky got out of the shower, I was naked and under the covers, already comfortable on my side of the bed. Or what I had claimed as my side of the bed on my very first visit here.

And since I'd just agreed to move in, I planned to spend a lot of time right here…for as long as he'd have me.

Ricky was wrapped in a towel, but instead of getting dressed, he tossed the towel onto the chair and slipped into the bed fully naked.

"You're so beautiful." I never got tired of looking at his slim body with hints of muscles but plenty of softness. "Come here, sweet boy."

"One sec." Before climbing onto me, he turned to his nightstand and pulled out a strip of condoms and a bottle of lube. Then he curled into my side, throwing one leg over my hip and his arm over my chest. "Just in case."

I kissed the top of his head and gave him a squeeze as my arm held him in place. "It's good to be prepared."

He nodded but kept his head down. "Yeah, I'm all the way prepared. Just in case."

Grinning, I reached for the remote and turned on the TV. "So, what movie did you pick?"

His hand slipped up my chest and cupped the muscle, kneading it lightly. "Maybe Fifty Shades."

Well, shit. He was really going for it, wasn't he? "Have you seen it before?"

Ricky nodded and peeked up."Yeah, have you?"

"Mmm-hmm." I pulled up the streaming app and found the movie.

For a full forty minutes, we sat quietly and watched the movie, not doing anything to increase the building tension between us. But once the first sexy scene came on, we were both hard and ready, no longer pretending we could keep it cool.

Ricky climbed over my body and rubbed his erection on my leg as his lips found mine. "You smell so good, Daddy." When his hand wrapped around my cock and gave it a nice tug, I knew I was done.

My palms closed on his sides, starting just under his armpits and slowly sliding down his body until I was cupping his ass cheeks, kneading the warm flesh and gently pulling it apart with my fingertips. Teasing his hole, my finger easily slipped inside his opening. He was already lubed up and loosened for me.

Ricky moaned and pushed harder against me as he scooted higher so I was in line with his opening. He pulled his lips away from mine long enough to ask for permission to get me ready too. "May I?"

"Of course, baby. I'm all yours." I lifted my hand to his cheek and gently cupped him as I leaned forward and kissed his mouth one more time. "In every way. Take what you need."

He squirmed over my knees as he carefully rolled the condom onto my cock and covered me with lube. Then, he reached behind himself and added some more before lifting up and placing his hole right at the tip of my ready dick.

I grinned at his assertiveness. "If I had known you were this eager, we would've done this a long time ago."

Surprising both of us, he dropped down hard, pushing me all the way inside his channel with a groan as our sounds filled the room.

I held his hips in place, needing a second to compose myself. "Fuck, boy. You're so tight."

He shivered and closed his eyes as he sucked in slow breaths for a moment before looking at me again. "I've been ready for a long time. Don't make me wait again."

"Never."

I never expected Ricky to be so aggressive in the bedroom, but I fucking loved it. I loved that he not only knew what he wanted but was willing to take it.

From me. He wanted it from me and was taking it from me. His Daddy.

"You ready, baby?" I looked into his eyes and waited for him to meet my gaze.

He nodded. "I'm ready, Daddy. Make me feel good."