Ahoy Daddy!, page 7
“From what you’ve told me about your mom, I can’t see her thinking that poorly of you. Nor do I. Let’s not spend what small amount of time we have together pondering things that can’t be fixed now. Why don’t we table that discussion for when you return then we can sit down and weigh your options. Does that sound fair?”
Jack was right, and clearly a list man, but it was engrained in me to always put my best foot forward. “It had been a dream of mine that there would come a time in life where I could afford to take Mom on vacation or a fun shopping trip. Just do something nice for her for a change.” She’d more than earned it taking care of me.
Jack got a twinkle in his eye. “I understand that and I love the fact that you and your mom are as close as you are, as I am with my parents. I can’t wait for you to meet them.”
He had an uncanny knack for triggering choking fits in me. “You want me to meet your parents? Are you sure about that? Isn’t that moving a bit too fast? You don’t even know if you like me. You haven’t had the pleasure of dealing with my highs and lows. I may drive you crazy.” My heart raced and my palms sweated. The familiar panic increased. Could it be possible that someone actually liked me for more than my ass? Sixteen days. That’s all Jack had with me. Was that enough time? Was it hot in here or was it just me?
“Deep breaths, sweet boy. And yes, I have thought that far ahead, and I’ve thought many other things. Based upon the fact that I just sent you into a deep, panic-filled spiral, I’m going to keep those thoughts to myself for now. But trust me, they’re all good and I like you, Vale. A lot.”
My face heated and I squirmed uncomfortably. “I um, I like you a lot, too. I’m just afraid of being me and driving you away.”
“Sweetheart, it will take a lot more than endless energy to push me away. I have it, too, just my outlets differ from yours. You’ll get there. We’ll figure it out together.”
“Promise?”
“I promise. Now, finish your lunch before the Daddy in me starts feeding you. Oh wait, I have something for you.” Jack pulled a bag out from under the table and handed it to me. “Here.”
“What is it?”
“Silly Monkey, open it up and see.”
“Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. It’s a stuffie! He looks like my costume.” I hugged him tightly. “The only other stuffies I had my mom got me when I was younger, and they’d seen better days. I’d been sleeping with them all my life, and even Mr. Bear lost his nose and one eye. It wasn’t pretty, but I still loved him. Thank you so much.” Mom packed them away years ago with my baby stuff for safe keeping.
“You are very welcome. Now, what are you going to name him?”
I thought about it, then thought about it some more, then thought about it again. “Diego. Diego the Daredevil.”
Jack laughed so hard I thought he might fall out of his chair. “Diego the Daredevil it is. All right, it’s nice to meet you, Diego.”
Diego sat perfectly on my lap, and I tucked a napkin into his tiny shirt in case I spilled anything. I didn’t want him to get dirty. “He looks so cute with in his tiny rainbow t-shirt.” None of the guys I dated ever gave me a gift. Not that I expected any, nor had I asked for one. This was super sweet of Jack. I’d sleep with him every night, even after Jack was gone.
“Why so sad, Little Monkey?”
“Nothing. Just bad thoughts that need to go away.”
“Well, if they’re bad thoughts about me, you must share them so I can make them go away. I just want you to be happy, Vale.”
“I’m happy when I’m with you. I’m just afraid that once you step off the ship, that’ll be the end of it.” And away would walk my one chance at happiness. I guess having it briefly was better than not having it at all.
“Little Monkey, I promise you that will not happen. You’ll see. I’m probably gonna send you so many emails that you block me..”
“Nope, not a chance. I’ll be so excited that I’ll be rushing through getting all my rooms done. Which probably won’t go over well just so I can run to the computer and check for emails from my Da—"
“Little Monkey, what did I tell you?”
“Sorry. It’s just gonna take a while for me to remember and to figure out why I want to call you Daddy when I’ve never had a boyfriend nor a Daddy before. For some reason, it just feels natural, and it keeps wanting to slip out.”
“I’m a firm believer in there’s a reason for everything. Don’t question it, if it feels right go with it. If it doesn’t, then don’t. Either way, I’m still your boyfriend.” Daddy got a smug look on his face.
Shit. Now I just thought out the whole word. Did that mean I had to say it? What’s wrong with me?
“You’ve got that whole lightbulb look on your face. Did you have an epiphany of some sort?”
“You could say that.” Jesus, what the fuck was wrong with me?
Lunch went by way too fast, and I’d returned to running my ass off, getting people towels, cleaning up spills, vacuuming carpets, all the fun stuff. Not! Through it all, my mind lingered on the parting kiss Jack and I shared.
Desperately, my heart strived to believe he was as into me as he said. Jack hadn’t given me any reason to question that. In fact, he’d given me every reason to believe him. Unfortunately, my past dictated otherwise. Out of sight, out of mind and all that. Moving forward and leaving the past behind was the correct thing to do, but that was easier said than done. I was a work in progress, doing my best to push the demons aside and believe there was a chance for Jack and me.
How fast was too fast to fall for someone?
“Hey, lover boy.” Darcy walked by and smacked the back of the head.
“Ouch! What did you do that for?”
“You were too busy daydreaming. Now, come on, let’s go fold towels.”
I’d taken Diego to our room and tucked him in before I met up with Darcy for the rest of our shift. Diego’s adorable face poked out above the cover, waiting for me. It was nice that I’d have something from Jack while I finished my contractual obligation.
“You’re not gonna sign on again, are you?” she asked when we got back to our room.
“No. I’m sorry. I appreciate all you did but honestly, I feel trapped. We can’t talk to the passengers, there are days we don’t even see the sun. It’s just…a lot. But at least I gave it a try.”
“You did and I get it. You’re a hard worker and I’ll give you an excellent recommendation to any future employer. If you don’t screw up during the rest of your contract.”
“I’ll be good. Pinky swear.” I held the finger up and she wrapped hers around mine. “Best friend promise.”
With several weeks to go, I had plenty of time to piss her off, though I’d do my best not to. If anyone could handle me it was Darcy. The job wasn’t hard, just time consuming and quite honestly, lonely and boring at times, but at least I’d have a bit of money in the bank while I looked for another job later.
Jack and I had made a date to meet in the playroom at the same time as last night, and he said he’d wait if I ran late. He did understand that my job came first, and I was at the mercy of it. How anyone did this for years on end ’d never understand.
I clock watched all night and drove myself mad. When it was finally time to clock out, Darcy and I returned to our room, and she helped me get changed into my monkey suit.
Ha-ha, a monkey suit that didn’t have a tie. I cracked myself up.
“I envy you, Vale,” Darcy said as she helped me with my mask. “I’m not brave enough to go down to the littles’ room, and even if I did I couldn’t do anything more than watch. There’s no way to cover my face like you can.”
“I hate that for you, Darcy, I just want you to be happy.” My heart ached for her.
She shrugged. “It sounds like Jack is really into you. Just make sure and tell him if he does anything wrong or if he hurts you that he’ll have to deal with me.”
“LOL, my big, bad, protector Darcy, but I’ll tell him. Thanks for helping me get ready.”
I kissed her cheek and off I went, speed walking down to the room. Right as I entered there stood Jack, talking to the same attendant from last night.
“Hello, Monkey, do you need help getting strapped in tonight?” the attendant asked and I glanced at Jack to see what he wanted me to do.
“Maybe just show me one more time how to do it so I can make sure I don’t miss anything. Then, after tonight, we should be able to handle it,” Jack winked at me as he replied.
I was ready to run and jump and swing and wondered if Blush had something specifically for monkeys. Jack would know, or maybe we could find a place with a playground. I used to love to swing from those bars overhead. I missed those days and thought they were long gone. How silly it was of me to believe I was too old to have that kind of fun again.
Focused on future events, I hadn’t realized they’d suited me up and I was ready to go until Jack touched my shoulder.
“Are you with me? Monkey?” My nod soothed his concern. Was I supposed to talk when in costume? I guess I did when I was done last night but I’d ask Jack later. I was inn and out of a weird, floaty dream state when I played the first time. Like slipping in and out of a headspace that was me yet not me. If that made any sense? Like warm and fuzzy and content, kinda hard to explain. Maybe that is the subspace I read about online.
Off I went into the awaiting maze before me. It was fun to be this free, no worries and Jack below prepared to catch me if I fell. This was all for me. I’m sure some people at the end of a shift only wanted to relax, but I had all this energy pent-up inside me that needed released. This was perfect, a way to be me without being the me who annoyed everyone. I was one with the monkey, moving gracefully like the wind from object to object. The monkey didn’t have to think about clocking in or if the bed sheets were perfect and the towels were folded. Monkey served monkey only and I loved it.
There was a certain freedom that came along with adopting such a free persona. And to have the right person to share that with? Nothing compared and that alone had its own freedom to let go and be me while someone else worried about what came next.
I wondered if there was a job for professional obstacle course or playground testers ‘cause I was pretty damn good at this. Swinging on newly erected sets to see how they held up, if they had a net below to catch me, I’d be down for that. Ooh, I wonder if Jack would take me bungee jumping? He’d probably freak out and worry I’d get hurt. It was nice to have somebody else to worry about me besides Mom. She needed a Vale brain break. There came a point in your life where you needed to find the one that loved you enough to worry.
Had I found that in Jack?
Whoa, Vale, don’t get ahead of yourself.
One could always wish…
Chapter Eight
Jack
Going ashore without Vale was harder than I’d anticipated. Sunning on the beach alone wasn’t for me. How was I going to handle the long months apart that lay ahead for us? I brushed off the sand and strolled down the row of shops, hoping a trinket or two to treat my boy with would catch my eye. In the end, I snagged a couple of goodies but midway through the day I’d had enough and returned to the ship. I took a chance and shot off a text to Vale, not positive when or if it would go through.
Me: Called it a day, back in my room. Pop in if you’re nearby.
After I stored his gifts in an empty suitcase with the others, it was time to shower the salt and sand away. What I didn’t expect to find when I stepped out wearing only a towel around my waist was my sweet monkey jumping on the bed.
“Daddy!” He squealed and ran across the room to me. “I missed our lunch date.”
“Me, too, but having you call me Daddy more than made up for it.”
“Sorry, it just came out.” He snuggled into my arms. This was what I needed. Instantly, my soul settled once I held him.
“Don’t apologize, I loved it.” Shit, my towel slid off. “My turn to say sorry.”
Vale giggled and slid his hands down and grabbed my ass. “Don’t apologize,” he used my words on me. “I’m enjoying this.”
“Cheeky boy.”
Vale stood back and let his hungry gaze roam over every inch of me. I felt exposed and adored at the same time, cherished even. This was the most attention he’d paid to my body. Perfectly fit, I was not. A six-pack and all the goodies guys ogled wasn’t a part of my physique and based upon Vale’s reaction he was pleased with me as I was. Every interaction with this sweet boy turned the lock on my heart tighter, in his favor. He’d soon own it and the key.
“My Daddy is yummy.”
“Yummy? Not sure that’s ever been used to describe me. But yes, I am your Daddy and yours alone, and as long as you’re pleased that’s all that matters to me.” I drew my sassy boy in for a heated kiss. “Be careful, you don’t want to start things you don’t have time to finish.”
“Grr,” he growled. “This is becoming increasingly difficult, isn’t it?”
“It is, dear boy. What is it you desire right now? For Daddy to take care of you and make you come?” I rubbed against him, and he was just as hard as I was. This may be pushing the envelope given we’d not discussed copulating, but we both had those pesky erections to take into consideration.
“That’s not fair, Daddy.” It appeared the nickname that he’d lovingly adopted was best suited for manipulation. Not sure how I felt about that, but he was cute as hell, and I’d table that discussion for another day.
“Then what are you suggesting, sir?” My wicked, flirtatious side emerged in preparation of the salacious devouring of my dear Vale.
“Well, it’s not much later than our usual lunchtime dates. And I’m guessing we both already ate. And even if we hadn’t, food wouldn’t get here in time. So maybe we just do a quick dine and dash of each other?”
“I like your way of thinking, but only if you’re completely comfortable with that, Vale. Nothing ever has to happen that you don’t want to, and nothing will ever be expected of you.”
“I know, and I appreciate that and it’s part of why I want this to happen. I believe this, whatever is happening between us, means more to us both. It’s not just a fleeting moment on a cruise ship.”
“Vale, you are correct. But remind me when we’re done, I have another gift for my sweet boy.”
“You don’t have to buy me things to be with you, Jack.”
Back to Jack are we? Time to flip that shit back around.
“Let me see, what did someone else in this cabin just say? Oh yeah, I know, and I appreciate that and it’s part of why I want this to happen. Two can play the honesty game and the only way a long-distance relationship will work for us is to keep that in mind.” There was so much more to say but the way he touched me clouded my mind.
Vale ran his fingers through the hair on my chest. “I do, but whatever will we do with my clothes?” Vale batted his lashes then turned serious. “I can’t get them wrinkled because I still have to work after this.”
“Let me do the honors.” Piece by piece, I disrobed my adorable boy and carefully draped each item over a nearby chair. If anything wrinkled, I’d run a quick iron over it for him.
“Look at you, such a beautiful boy. I always enjoy unwrapping a gift.” The gift of a beautiful boy, that was. “Now, whatever shall I do with him?” Vale had been so good, not fiddling as he stood there—until I asked that. His beautiful cock bobbed as he hopped up and down.
“Make me come, Daddy. Please?”
Dear God, this boy would be my undoing. He would break me and put me back together in a mold that suited him, and I couldn’t wait to enjoy every sexy moment of that. Was it possible to have a teenager’s libido again? I laid him back on the bed and gazed down at his beautiful body lying amongst the starched linens. How perfectly he belonged there. I firmly gripped the base of my shaft to stave the pending release. I hadn’t been this, for lack of a better term, prematurely active since my early teen years. Everything about Vale was beautiful inside as well as out and that combination was lethal.
Unfortunately, time wasn’t on our side today, and I couldn’t spend the limited amount worshiping his body the way he deserved. This was gonna be quick and normally quick meant dirty, but I wasn’t about to diminish how important this was to us both. My lips trailed kisses down his torso as I gently spread his legs and knelt between them. I wanted Vale to feel, not think, and enjoy the moment while it lasted. My shaft eagerly bobbed, awaiting its turn, but it could wait. It was important that Vale saw that he was first with me.
When I took his cock head into my mouth, he moaned and arched up. Drawing more of those illicit sounds from him was my new goal, along with making him scream my name as he came. Up and down his shaft my lips slid, and my tongue swirled around every inch of it. Over the vein and under the crown, down along the underside.
“Daddy,” he panted. I held his hips firmly in place as they tried to thrust up again. It didn’t take long before my eager boy’s cock throbbed in my mouth, and with a guttural moan he came. I devoured every drop then hovered above him and pressed my lips to his. Vale wrapped his hand around my cock and stroked. My plan was to just let him have it all and take care of myself later. But who was I to deny my boy this? He wished to touch me, to take care of me and I’d longed for it to be his hand and not mine, so I’d let him have his way.
“Baby.” I gazed into his beautiful eyes. He stroked harder, faster. Given my current mindset and the pent-up way I was before we even began, I’d be no better than him at holding out. I’d make it up to him another time when we could enjoy making love all night long. As my release barreled forth, I pressed my lips to his and thrust my tongue inside his mouth and came harder than I had in a long time. Then again, I’d been the only one to touch me for, Jesus, who knew how long? But it wasn’t all about the act so much as it was who you performed it with and in this case, being with Vale only served to intensify and elevate it to a level I hadn’t reached before. I knew the reason behind it, but I wasn’t ready to admit it to myself, nor say it aloud and risk scaring Vale away. He was already unsure and far too important to me to fuck this up.
