Hear Me, Daddy: Rainbow Room Book 2

by L. Michael

  “And…and spoiling me?”

  “Yes and spoiling my little Cupcake rotten.”

  “I love you, too, Daddy.” Henry kissed me, and then he made me snort when he pouted. “For now, I would take more of you fucking me.”

  “You want to be fucked?”

  “Yes. Yes. Please. Please, fuck me, Daddy.”

  “I’m going to fuck you hard, Cupcake.”

  “Make me feel it tomorrow.” Henry just had the dirtiest mouth on him. But I loved it, and it made my cock throb.

  Pulling back, I shoved back in, and I watched him closely for any signs of pain or distress, but there were none. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes fluttered closed, and he was moaning and thrashing his head. Trusting that he would use his safeword if needed, I finally let go and did what I promised him. I fucked him hard and thoroughly. The sound of our skin slapping filled the air. My balls slapped against his ass as I pounded into him.

  “Daddy,” Henry screamed into the air.

  He wanted me to be in control, and I had no problem with that. I took my hand and gave his one ass cheek a quick slap. His eyes popped open, and his mouth formed a perfect O. Interesting.

  “You don’t come until I tell you.”

  “Daddy. Please.”

  With each thrust, I could feel Henry tighten around my cock. He was close, but so was I. Tilting my hips back, I pegged his prostate as I slammed into him. That made his hole so much tighter, and I was on the verge of coming. His gaze was glued to me, watching for his signal to come.

  “Now, Henry. Come for Daddy.”

  His cock jerked and cum shot all over his chest while his hole tightened around me. It was just enough pressure. One pump later and I shot my load into his ass. My muscles tensed and sweat rolled down my back. We both shuddered as we recovered from our orgasms. The exertion wore me out. Falling forward, I held myself over Henry as I regained a bit more control over my body. It was the best feeling.

  “Oh, Daddy. I can feel your cum dripping down my crack.” Henry's voice was full of emotions. Kissing his nose, I smiled at him.

  “How about I clean you up a bit and put a diaper on you? When I change you tomorrow morning, you’ll have my cum in it.”

  “Can we?”

  “Of course.” The colossal smile he gave me melted my heart. If I weren’t already in love with him, I would have fallen in love with him right then. Henry was so perfect. “Just let me get up, and I’ll get some wipes and a diaper for you, Cupcake.”

  “Please hurry.”

  “I will.” Kissing him, I slowly pulled my cock out of his ass. It was magical to watch my cum as it leaked from his hole. I shook my head and got out of bed. Only to almost have a heart attack when I saw Charlie sitting on the nightstand, watching us. Frowning, I turned to look at Henry. “Please tell me that he wasn't watching us.”

  For a second, Henry just stared at me. Then he looked at his cat and blinked a couple of times. Finally, he turned back to me again and started laughing. He laughed so hard that he nearly fell off the bed. Shaking my head, I left a hysterical Henry behind and went to get some wipes and a fresh diaper. When I got back, he started laughing all over again. Charlie was no longer on the nightstand. Instead, I spotted him on his cat tree. He probably fled from his hysterical laughing Little Daddy.

  It took Henry two more minutes with me sitting on the bed before he calmed down enough to look at me.

  “Are you done now?”

  “It was funny. You acted like we just did a live stream over the internet. It’s just Charlie.”

  “He’s your cat.”

  “So, Charlie watching is worse than live streaming?”

  “What? I never said that.” Holy shit. I needed to distract Henry before he got any ideas about the internet. I knew that there were porn sites where you could upload amateur videos, and I most definitely didn’t want to end up as one of them. “Ready for your diaper?”

  “Yes, Daddy.” That had him finally relaxing again, and he lay back down on the bed, looking up at me and smiling. “I can’t wait to feel it.”

  “I can’t wait to change you tomorrow morning.”

  “Tomorrow morning.” Frowning, Henry watched my movement while I cleaned his spent willy with some wipes and laid the diaper on the bed. When I tapped his hip to make him lift his butt, he looked at me again. “That means you’re staying the night, right?”

  “Yes, Cupcake. It means I’m staying the night. As long as you don’t want me to leave.”

  “I don’t want you to leave.” Henry blushed furiously, reached out, and grabbed a plush unicorn from the pillow. Hugging it to his chest, he looked at me again. “I don’t want you to leave ever again.”

  “Let’s start with this week, and then we’ll talk about our living arrangements, alright?”

  “Alright, Daddy.”

  “Good.” Our living arrangements. We would talk about our living arrangements. I never thought about moving in with anybody, but Henry? Henry was different. He was something else. No, not something else. He was my everything. That meant that we needed to talk because I wanted to make a home with him and his voyeuristic cat.

  Chapter 21

  Henry

  Days passed. Caden came over after work and spent the night. In the morning, he would make breakfast for me and leave in one of his sexy suits. Then he would come back again. I was probably smiling like an idiot as I stood in my closet and just looked at his three suits hanging there. On the first night of our arrangement, Caden arrived with clothes for my closet. And toiletries into the bathroom. There were even files on a small table beside the couch. Caden kept reading through them after dinner to prepare for the next day.

  It was so domestic, and I loved it. It was hard to admit it, but it was good for my sleeping pattern, too. Instead of working all night, I got up with Caden and worked on my writing until he came home. Even Owen told me that it was good Caden had moved in. Owen said I was more focused on writing and editing than ever before. I was even ahead of my timetable for my new book, and that had never happened before.

  Smiling, I went back to the kitchen and found a bowl with grapes, apple slices, and bananas with a note from Daddy.

  “Don’t just eat sweets with Sam. Be a good Boy, Cupcake. I’ll see you tonight. I love you. Daddy.”

  Blinking at the note, I glanced at the cabinet where I kept all the sweets.

  Don’t eat only sweets means that we still can have some, right? Shrugging, I opened the cupboard and found another note from Caden.

  “Good Boys do what their Daddies tell them. If you finish all the fruit, then you can have some chocolate! Not before! I still love you. Daddy.”

  Laughing, I closed the cabinet and went back to the bowl with fruit. Munching on a grape, I looked at the clock. It was close to ten, and Sam was about to arrive. He called last night and asked if he could come and look over their office area to see what they would need to furnish the space. Contractors had already been there to take measurements and go over the renovations.

  It would be awesome to have Sam come over, and I was looking forward to seeing him. He was a nice guy, and he was starting to get to me. Having someone around kept my mind off other things, like the parole hearing. Since Ian told me about it, there was no more news. That probably meant the hearing had not happened yet. Ian would have told me, and I dreaded that call.

  The flashing lights of the doorbell pulled me out of my thoughts. For another couple of hours, I wouldn’t have to think about Robert and his parole hearing. Just living and enjoying the life I had created for myself, with a Daddy and a new friend. I pushed the button on the intercom. A grinning and waving Sam greeted me on the monitor.

  “Hi. It’s me. Open up.”

  It was hard following his signing over the small monitor, but I got most of it. Chuckling, I opened the door for him. Waiting for the elevator doors to open, I looked back into the apartment to see Charlie disappear into my nursery. He’d probably come out later when he rea
lized that it was only Sam. On the other hand, Charlie scratched Jakob the last time they were here. So he might stay hidden.

  But Jakob wasn’t with Sam. Instead, Des stepped out of the elevator, followed by his brother Raymond. Before I had time to process all of that, Sam hugged me. My breath rushed out of me, but then I relaxed and hugged him back. Never in my life had I been hugged so much. But who was I to complain?

  “Where’s Jakob?” I asked after I pulled back and looked at Sam.

  Sam glanced at Ray and Des, but then he signed, “At work. He’s coming later.”

  “Oh. Ok.”

  Weird. I’d thought that Jakob would want to see the space himself. But I understood that sometimes work came first. Caden was busy, too. He had a new critical case. Caden told me about it over dinner two nights ago. He was working with a young woman with a two-year-old. She wanted to get away from her abusive husband, and Caden was doing everything he could to help her. It filled me with pride, and I loved him more for his dedication. Not only was Caden my unicorn Daddy, but he was a hero as well.

  “Hey, Henry.” Des pulled me into a hug, then leaned back so I could see his lips. “We’re here to make sure that Sam doesn’t choose any goofy colors for the walls and cook pizza for you.”

  “Pizza?” I asked and glanced back to the kitchen, where the two notes from Caden were. Well, pizza wasn’t sweets, so that should be okay. But when Ray held up two bags, I realized that we wouldn't be getting pizza delivered. “You didn’t bring just vegetables for toppings, right?”

  There was a motion to my right. “I’m not insane or suicidal, Henry. Sam was with us as we shopped,” Ray answered with a huge grin.

  His height and built intimidated me when I’d first met him. He indeed was a bear of a man. But the truth was that he was just a giant teddy bear. Sam tapped my arm with a huge grin on his face.

  “I got them to buy sausage, pepperoni, and lots of cheese. And the only veggies are a few mushrooms. But the best thing. We got tiramisu for dessert!”

  Guiltily I looked at the kitchen again. If they brought dessert, that was different from me emptying my goody shelves, right? Sighing, I looked back at Sam.

  “But we need to eat the fruit Caden prepared for us, too.”

  “Des and Ray will help eat the fruit. Right?”

  I watched in awe when Sam smiled sweetly and with the most innocent look I’ve ever seen. First, he looked at Des, then at Ray. Damn, I needed to practice a face like that. It might come in handy with Caden, but it didn’t work with Ray.

  “We’re not helping you cheat on your Daddies. If Caden said fruit first, you’ll eat the fruit. Both of you.”

  Blushing, I nodded. Okay, maybe the innocent look didn’t work. When I looked back at Sam, I saw him rolling his eyes at Ray, who walked to the kitchen. Then Des wrapped his arm around my shoulder, looked down at me, and winked.

  “I’ll help you. Dessert is much more fun than fruit.”

  A giggle escaped my lips, even though I felt guilty because Caden's note was clear. Fruit first for Sam and me, then sweets. But I was sure that I would find a way to apologize. Maybe a little adult time when he got home. Before my mind could wander down that road, I tried to focus back on Sam and Des. It was clear Sam was excited.

  He started to sign to me, “Can we go downstairs and look at the ground floor? I brought color samples and a notepad.”

  “I can make some sketches if you like,” I offered and got the brightest smile from Sam in return.

  “That would be awesome!” Walking back to the elevator, Sam kept signing, “We already talked about what we would need, like desks and a reception area. And I need a storage room for the servers and stuff.”

  “There is a spare storage room in the back.”

  “Perfect! Jakob said I could get whatever I need.”

  Sam got a weird twinkle in his eyes, and I immediately felt sorry for Jakob. And I wasn’t the only one, because when we stepped into the elevator, Des shook his head, and I watched his lips to see what he was saying.

  “He said within reason and only technical things.”

  “How about a train? A train is technical.”

  Chuckling at Sam's answer, I pressed the button for the ground floor but still kept my eyes on Des, so I didn’t miss his response. Lucky for me, he switched to signing.

  “A train is a train. But hey, what about something a bit more technical? Like a helicopter? That would be fun.”

  “A helicopter?”

  I giggled when Sam stepped out of the elevator and looked around the place on the ground floor. He looked like he imagined a helicopter flying around the space. When he turned to us again, he’d scrunched up his nose.

  “Jakob would kill me if we had a helicopter flying around. But I think I can talk him into something else.”

  “You could always come upstairs if you want to play.” That was the right thing to say, right? The right thing to offer to a friend. The way, Sam beamed at me. It was the perfect thing to say.

  “Really?”

  “Yes, I mean—” Before I finished signing my response, I had my arms full of an excited Sam. After hugging me for what felt like forever, he stepped back and clapped his hands together.

  “This is going to be so much fun! Working here with Jakob and taking some breaks with you.”

  It did sound like great fun. It was easy to imagine Sam coming upstairs for a lunch break and some playtime. That was just one thought that convinced me it was a good idea to rent to Jakob and Sam. Not only would I be able to donate the income, but I would also have some former cops in the same building and a friend to play with. Maybe I should buy my aunt some flowers because apparently, she was right. The Rainbow Room could change my life in unexpected ways.

  Sitting cross-legged on the floor, a notebook on my thighs, I made sketches and wrote down measurements. Being deaf wasn’t an issue because Des had found an ingenious way to get my attention. Whenever they needed me to see what they were signing or saying, Des threw sweets at me. Grinning at the yellow M&M in my lap, I popped it into my mouth. Just as I looked, Des threw one at Sam, too. Sam caught it, popped it into his mouth, and turned to me.

  “We need plants for the reception area,” Sam signed, frowned, and looked around before he looked at me again. “Lots of them or what do you think?”

  “There is a great nursery uptown, where I get all my plants.”

  “Oh. We could go there together. That would be fun.”

  Sam grinned, pulled out his phone, and tapped away at it. Glancing at Des, I could see him roll his eyes. It looked like he chuckled as well. Oh, Sam must have been messaging his Daddy.

  “Oh, fuck a duck!” I shouted. Since I had a Daddy, I should probably ask Caden first before I agreed to a trip to the nursery with Sam. “I need to ask my Daddy, too!” Reaching for my phone, I stopped when I saw Sam's eyes going wide. “What? What’s wrong?”

  My answer was tapping on my shoulder. Whirling around, I expected to see Caden standing behind me. Instead, I stared up at someone else entirely and nearly fell backward.

  “Ava!”

  “You need to ask Daddy first, huh?”

  The smirk on her face reminded me why I didn’t tell her about Caden. Then I realized something. Ava was here.

  “What are you doing here? Why are you here? Why are you not in Europe? Where is Miles?”

  Oh my God, did he propose, and Ava said no? Did they fight in Paris? Did they break off?

  Trying to get a glimpse of her hand, I craned my neck, but I couldn’t see anything because Ava was wearing gloves. She reached out her gloved hands and touched my cheek to get my attention.

  “Ray told us that you’re on the ground floor with Des and Samuel. I’m here to visit my favorite nephew. I’m not in Europe because our flight landed this morning, and Miles is upstairs helping Ray preparing pizza.”

  “Miles is upstairs?”

  “Yes, Miles is upstairs.”

  That was a good sign, right?
It must be good because I couldn’t imagine Miles being here if Ava said no. Still, I couldn’t just ask her because if he didn’t propose, it would open a can of worms.

  “But why are you back so early? You were supposed to be in Europe until the end of the month?”

  “Honey, it is the end of the month.” Ava stroked my cheek. Then she patted it and laughed. “Yeah, I guess a Daddy could make you can forget which day it is.”

  “Umm…”

  Blinking, I stared at my aunt and tried to remember what day exactly it was. It was ten days from the deadline for the edits for my new book. Today was Wednesday because on Wednesdays, Caden left early to meet up with his partners. Then we agreed that Sam would come over on Wednesday to have a look at the ground floor. I also knew that Robert's parole hearing was on the twenty-eighth, and that was tomorrow and…shit. Ava and Miles were supposed to come back on the twenty-seventh, which was today.

  “Oh my. So, when can I meet this Daddy of yours?”

  “What?”

  “Whoever it is, he fried your brain. I need to meet him.”

  Fried my brain? Blinking, I cleared my throat and shook my head. “My brain is fine. Thank you very much.”

  “You forgot that we would be coming back today. And since you forgot, whatever your Daddy did to you, it must have been good.”

  Instead of saying anything, I shrugged. What Caden did was more than just good. It was amazing. He was everything I ever wanted in a Daddy and so much more. But Ava was the last person I wanted to admit that to. Well, because…God, she was my auntie. Auntie would never let me live it down. She was right, sending me to the Rainbow Room. To prove me right, Ava grinned like a lunatic and ruffled my hair. Trying to turn the conversation in a different direction, I looked up at Ava.

  “How was Europe? Did you have fun?”