Little Baby Boy

My past daddies have been honest about their non-exclusivity. I gave it a try, but deep inside me it hurts. My dream is to have a daddy all to myself. I’m young; I’ve got plenty of time. I don’t need to find a daddy right away. I can still go to the kink clubs and happily watch my friends from the sidelines. But it doesn’t seem like the right place to find what I’m looking for.

Until…

He walks in. A tremble rushes over my body. I don’t even know if he’s a daddy, but who cares? I can’t breathe.

I allow my old college buddy to drag me to the club because I have nothing else to do on a warm Friday night. It was fun years ago when I was young and wild, but now I want more than hookups and the clubs are not the place to find that.

Lots of leather. Lots of tattoos. Big rooms nicely set up for public whippings, spankings and sex. It’s more crowded than I remember. I’ve come here straight from work. Am I the only one in a suit?

At thirty-five, my libido is less stirred by random g-strings and the full package, or by harnessed muscles so big that most flexibility is lost. It’s all nice, of course, but I long for something else. I just don’t know what that is yet.

Maybe I’ll know when I see it.

Little Baby Boy is a daddy/little MM romance with two men who aren’t quite sure what they want but know what they need. You’ll see a needy bottom who craves to be babied for comfort and cuddles, and a daddy who wants more than hookups. Themes include age gap, size difference, praise, stuffies with names, onesies with backflaps, a little who likes to be carried around the house, sweet bath times, generous caregiving, and significant heat in the bedroom. Guaranteed HEA. This book is the fourth in my Little Big Heart series, but each book is a standalone read.

Two men who aren’t quite sure what they want but know what they need.