Legendary Daddy, Mia Monroe [romantic books to read .txt] 📗

a look that would do well in the adult industry. He has a nice build, not too muscular, with lots of tattoos and a piercing above his left eye. He has a tough-guy look, but his face is damn pretty. I’m not a fan though of entering porn out of desperation. It can be a tough industry. You have to truly want it and know how to navigate it to do well. Otherwise, it can chew you up and spit you out.

“Why don’t you rest,” I suggest. “Bentley will check on you later for lunch.”

Ramos nods. “Yeah, the doctor said not to push too much. Thanks again, man.”

“You’re welcome.”

We leave him and make our way to the living room where I sit on the couch and Bentley sits on my lap.

“Do you think Ramos would like to do porn?” Bentley asks.

“I don’t know him well yet.”

“I think he would be hot.”

I poke his belly. “Hey.”

“Not as hot as you, but I can’t get you in front of a camera.”

I search his eyes for a few lingering seconds. “What if I wanted to perform again?”

His face lights up. “I support that.”

“What if I wanted to perform with you?”

Now his face falls. “Me?”

“It’s a job for me. Granted, one I’ve always enjoyed. I loved it. It was so empowering, and, in a weird way, I felt like I was contributing something to the world. Enjoyment, sure, but I remember being a kid on the verge of my teen years and knowing that I didn’t feel the same way about girls that my friends did. I was desperate for understanding.

“One night, my parents were out and I was snooping in their room. I found a video tape of a porn movie. I watched it. It was a threesome with two guys and a girl. I remember being fixated on those guys, and when they both entered her and their dicks were rubbing against each other, I thought I was going to explode. I knew then that I was gay. Years later, when I saw my first gay porn, it felt like being seen. It was amazing to me to see men enjoying and exploring their sexuality so brazenly.”

“That’s beautiful, Daddy.”

I nod. “When I got into the industry myself, it was the most liberating thing in the world. It was like a big fuck you to society and anyone condemning me because of who I was attracted to. I miss it. I’ve missed it nearly every day since I stopped. At first I couldn’t deal with the possible backlash again.”

“And now?”

“Now I can’t imagine fucking anyone who isn’t you. It might be a job, but it’s a deeply personal one for me.”

His teeth move to that bottom lip as his eyes search mine.

“I don’t want you to ever feel pressured though. It’s not for everyone.”

“But if I don’t, you won’t perform.”

“Not true. I just won’t perform right now. Maybe once we’re deeper into our relationship, I can look at things differently.”

Bentley scratches his fingers through my beard. “I think I would still be okay with you performing with other people, but…” A slow smile grows. “It does sound kind of hot for it to be us.”

“It does, but the time is not now. There would be comparisons, you know. To my past.”

He nods. “I bet we’re hotter together than anyone you’ve been with. Even The Angel.”

“I can assure you we are.”

“Maybe someday.”

“Maybe.” I kiss his soft lips. “We’ll figure it out and make a decision as a couple.”

His smile grows. “That sounds amazing.”

“Should we go find Finn?”

“Oh, he texted. He and Matteo went out exploring LA together.”

“Ah. Do you know how things fared between them last night?”

“Matteo was a gentleman. Kissed his forehead and tucked him in.”

“And how did Finn feel about that?”

“Mixed. Kind of hoped to get fucked but respected the treatment. I told him ‘welcome to the world of Daddy kink.’”

I laugh.

“Speaking of…” Bentley grins. “Can we watch a movie?”

“Sure.”

“Can I cuddle?”

A shiver runs through me. “Absolutely.”

As we get comfortable, Bentley in my lap and rubbing his ass on my dick, I find a movie. I love cuddles, I love this life we’re creating, and I love this man. This is the fucking life.

Twenty-Six

Bentley

I wake with a heavy feeling between my legs. My cock is desperate to stretch with desire, but I’m still wearing my cage. A sleepy smile pulls at my lips. The metal is warm thanks to the bedding, but every time I move, it pulls gently on my skin. Legend owns my dick. How fucking cool is that.

“You okay?” Legend asks, his voice still groggy.

“The cage is tight. My dick is trying so hard to break free.”

“Are you uncomfortable?”

“Kind of, but it’s kind of cool too.”

Legend chuckles. “Let me see you. Come up here.”

“Where?”

“Straddle Daddy’s chest.”

A shiver runs through me as I scramble into position. Legend checks my cage, lifting it gently and touching my dick through the slats.

“I think we’ll take it off for a bit. I don’t want your skin to get too irritated.”

“Whatever you say, Daddy.”

I move off the bed while Legend grabs the key. As he unlocks it, he presses soft kisses to my belly and thighs, making me giggle. Once the cage is open, it’s a massive shift in sensation, and I gasp.

“Whoa.”

“Good?”

“Weird.” I laugh, looking down at my cock as it grows. It has pale pink marks on it from the cage, which only makes it grow harder. “My dick looks nice.”

“It’s gorgeous. Let’s go shower, and then Daddy wants a taste.”

“It’s yours whether I have the cage on or not.”

Legend grins, dragging his fingers under my sensitive balls. “You are so good to me, sweet boy.”

“You deserve it, Daddy.”

A few days later, in the studio, I’m looking at my camera playback.

“Are you happy with it?”

I glance up at Legend as he replaces the soiled linens after a super-hot scene with Mack and Cas. The two of them left about thirty minutes ago, leaving me and Legend alone to