12. Dexter

Chapter 12

Dexter

"Daddy, your beard tickles." Avery curled around me as I nipped at his tummy. His body was still sensitive after coming in my mouth, but he needed a proper dinner and couldn’t fall asleep like I could see he wanted.

“Let’s eat dinner before you get too cozy.”

“Fine.” He pouted even as he sat up straight. “I was hungry before you got here, so I guess maybe I still am.” He led me to the kitchen and started up the milk steamer to make cocoa.

"You've been busy." I looked at the spread of food he’d prepared and smiled. They were all his favorites.

"Just wanted to make sure you didn’t have any reason to leave tonight. I want my very own Santa Daddy all to myself."

We sipped our cocoa with our dinner and talked about building a snowman in the morning. Avery even had a bag full of props ready for his masterpiece.

As we laughed and ate, I found myself falling even deeper in love with the boy. It was still early days, but that didn’t stop me from feeling like I’d just been waiting for Avery to come into my life.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" Avery grabbed my hand and tugged me toward the doorway where a sprig of mistletoe hung. "We can’t forget about this."

I’d never been so happy to see a plant as I pulled him into my arms and kissed him like it was our first time. Every time felt like that, with my stomach fluttering and my dick thickening, because he just did it for me.

When we finally broke apart, breathless from hanging on until the last second, I nodded toward the bag of gifts. "I was thinking we could each open one present early?"

Avery's eyes lit up with excitement. "Really?"

“Or we could save them all?—”

“No, Daddy! Let’s open one now.” He was already on the ground, sorting through the bag to pick his choice.

We settled on the couch, and he handed me a box. “This is one for you. Will you open yours first?”

“Of course.” Smiling at how shy he suddenly became, I unwrapped the small package with trembling fingers. My heart quickened and my throat was thick when I saw the delicate stained glass light catcher. It was a snow angel with wings spread wide, shimmering in iridescent hues as I held it up to the light. Just like my Avery. “Angel. I love it.”

“I made it for you. So I’ll always be with you.” He glanced at me then looked away.

I pulled him closer and kissed the side of his head. “You’re always on my mind and in my heart, but I love that I can keep you in my van when I’m working too.” I pulled back and winked. “So I can keep an eye on you when I’m not around.”

He giggled as he held up the box he’d chosen from the bag. “Can I do this one?”

“Yup, that’s the one I was hoping you’d choose tonight.”

Avery’s eyes lit up as he tore into the box, making a mess of the wrapping before he pulled out an oversized t-shirt. Well, oversized for him. It was perfectly-sized for me, considering it was mine. "Is this yours? He buried his face in the soft fabric and inhaled deeply. “It's perfect! And it smells just like you.”

My chest swelled with affection even as I chuckled. "I wore it all day yesterday, baby. Wanted to make sure it had plenty of Daddy's scent for you."

Avery tore off his clothes and slipped the shirt on, shaking it down until the hem fell to the middle of his thighs. "How do I look?"

"Good enough to eat.” I playfully yanked him onto my lap, holding him close.

Our lips met in a heated kiss as his hands began to roam. “Take me to bed, Daddy. I’ve missed you too much.”

We made our way to the bedroom and our hungry kisses soon morphed into his mouth closing over the head of my dick at the same time that his cock slid between my lips. I wanted to fuck every part of him but his warm mouth was no hardship. It turned out that bottles and nursing meant he had excellent suction.

Within seconds, I was counting spiders in my mind and trying to say the alphabet backward just to keep from coming down his throat, when where I really wanted to come was in his tight ass.

Avery rested his head on my thigh and thrust faster, giving in to his first climax but I knew it wouldn’t be his last. I used the reprieve to regain my self-control as I pulled his orgasm free, drinking down every drop of his offering before gently scooting him off me. “I’m close, baby. Hop up.”

Instead of lying on his tummy, he rolled onto his back and spread his legs. “Can we try it like this?”

“Anything you want.” The vulnerability he shared with me never ceased to amaze me. All I wanted was to live up to the trust he so easily placed in my care.

My heart pounded against my ribcage like I was a teenager getting laid for the first time. We’d had too many days apart, and tonight, I planned to make up for every moment of it.

I didn't waste any time as I settled between his legs, exploring him with my mouth, caressing his shoulders and stomach. His moans spurred me on, and I went lower, finding his smooth hole and pressing my tongue deep inside.

Avery writhed beneath me, his hands fisting the sheets. "Daddy! I’m gonna come again if you keep doing that."

I slowly pulled away, dropping kisses along his skin as I worked my way back up with a cocky grin on my face. "Again? Daddy needs to catch up."

“Yes, please!” He pushed up on his heels so his ass was better positioned for me to enter him. "Condom," he mouthed, his voice strained with lust.

I grabbed a condom from the nightstand, taking care of the perfunctory actions without letting my mouth stray far from his soft skin. I kissed everything I could reach as I lubed up myself and then Avery’s delicate skin, stretching his opening as quickly and gently as possible so I could finally slide inside him.

The anticipation was killing me.

We had been apart for too long, and the hunger grew tenfold with each passing day. His body felt so good against mine, his muscles hard yet yielding in all the right places.

We both knew what we wanted.

What we needed.

With slow strokes, I teased his opening, relishing the way he moaned and squirmed beneath me. When I was unable to drag it out any longer, I had to enter him.

My cock slid inch by inch into his tight heat until I was fully seated inside him.

Avery's body gripped me like a vice, rendering me breathless and unable to move, so overwhelmed by the intensity of the connection we shared.

As if reading my thoughts, he let out a deep moan and rocked back against me, urging me to move. “I’ve got you, baby.” I set a slow pace, enjoying the sensation as I dragged my length through his tight channel. In just minutes, we were both panting and gasping for air as his hands gripped my biceps.

He was close.

“You feel so good for Daddy.” I reached between us and wrapped my fist around his cock, pumping him in time with our thrusts. His moans spurred me on, and I picked up the pace, driving him closer to the edge.

"Dexter…" Avery whimpered, his nails sharp on my skin. "I'm... I'm..."

That was all the encouragement I needed. With one final, deep thrust, I unleashed my load into the condom. “Let go, baby. I’ve got you.” My entire being was consumed by the white-hot pleasure that coursed through my veins as I came harder than ever before.

Avery's body convulsed around mine, his cock pulsing in my hand as he spilled his release all over his stomach.

For a moment, we lay there, panting and spent, our bodies still intertwined. I leaned down and brushed a gentle kiss on Avery's sweat-drenched forehead. "I love you, Avery."

"I love you too, Dexter." His eyes filled with a love so pure, it took my breath away. “Daddy.”

I cradled Avery against my chest as he nuzzled closer, his lips instinctively finding my nipple. As he began to suckle softly, I stroked his hair and felt him relax into sleep.

My precious boy, my snow angel. I'd never felt so complete or at peace. As my own eyes drifted shut, I focused all my gratitude on that perfect moment.