Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 76603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Very happy, because one hand was pressing against my stomach and the other was tugging on his dick through his clothes.
All it took was one slightly open-mouthed kiss on my nipple for him to get a tiny taste of my milk, and while my heart stopped, he let out an excited hum and gave it another lick. And there went another tug. Lick. Tug. Happy sound. Wiggle.
He even did a happy dance on my lap as he got so wrapped up in his excitement and little side in general that he stretched out down the couch and got lower on my lap. There was nothing I had to do to keep the scene going, which was probably a good thing because I’d finally remembered that breathing was important but I wasn’t functioning much more than that.
The closest thing I came to operational was when my arms automatically wrapped around him to hold him against me, and my body did that without me thinking. After a second when I realized how much he liked being held, I decided I approved of the action, but it felt like reality and my reactions weren’t quite in sync.
“Good boy.” Yes, that was what Daddies said. “Good kisses, baby.”
Yes, he’d wanted to be a good boy and I needed to make sure he knew he was being good. I needed to make sure he knew I was proud of him for letting go of his own fears and showing me what he wanted. I needed to make sure I was taking care of his needs.
All of his needs.
So as he wrapped his lips around my nipple, I traded my hand for his and started massaging his erection.
Yes, I was going to show him there was nothing to worry about.
Chapter 8
Dessie
Happy Daddy.
Happy penis.
Happy cuddles.
Lick and wiggle and pet.
Moaning as I sang my song over and over in my head, I closed my eyes and shivered as Daddy made my penis even more happy. I was getting rubs and cuddles and sucks and Daddy even kissed my head. “Such a good boy. Yes, show me how nice it feels to cuddle with Daddy.”
I liked that order.
It made me shiver and suck harder, and Daddy squeezed me harder, and he even moaned when I gave him rubs with my hand since it was free. “Baby…”
Oh, being Daddy’s baby was so good.
Daddy’s cute baby got snuggles and kisses and, hopefully, tinglies too.
“I like hearing how happy you are, baby.” Rubbing his hand over my penis, Daddy kissed my head again and hugged me tight as I whined and rocked against his hand. Daddy liked my wiggles. “That’s right. Good boy. I love feeling how excited my baby boy is.”
Daddy loved it so much he squeezed me again. “Yes, you have the cutest shivers, baby boy. I’m going to make you feel so good.”
I was making Daddy feel good too because he kept moaning and shivering just like me.
His penis was even really hard and I could feel it wiggle when I gave him good sucks and rubbed his chest. Daddy liked good sucks. He made happy Daddy sounds and even groaned. Groans were good Daddy sounds. Everyone knew that.
Everyone should’ve known that Daddies could taste good too.
Even Austin hadn’t known they could be yummy.
Yummy.
Yummy.
Yummy.
Daddy’s loving in my tummy.
Yes, Daddy needed lovies too.
I had to make him happy.
Daddy had soft fuzzies on his chest and it felt soft on my cheek. Petting Daddy’s fuzzies, I found his other nipple. Yes, Daddy had two.
Circles.
Circles.
Circles.
Daddy moans.
Good boy.
Nice rubs…but I needed happy rubs.
Nibble.
Nibble.
Nibble.
“Fuck. Baby boy. That’s going to—” Daddy made fun Daddy sounds and squeezed my penis again. So I made a happy sound and rocked faster. “Fuck. I get it. Don’t make Daddy come in his pants, baby boy.”
My giggles made Daddy huff. “It’s not funny. Doms don’t come in their pants. I read that online, so it’s a rule. I said so.”
He was so funny.
But a rule was a rule.
So no more nibbles until Daddy didn’t have pants on.
I licked him to say sorry and I was such a good boy Daddy pushed his hand down the front of my pants. Daddy couldn’t decide if he wanted to groan or sigh. “Baby boy…”
I was Daddy’s baby boy and I got good rubs.
Daddy was making happy sounds.
Daddy was playing with me.
Daddy was hard too.
Austin was so smart.
And Daddy was so nice and he was so big and he was so yummy.
Dessert was fun.
Smells were fun.
Cuddles were fun.
Rubs were even funner, though.
Daddy’s fingers stroked my penis and rubbed the tip and he made good sounds every time I moaned and shivered. “Such a good boy. Yes, I love seeing how much you like cuddling with Daddy.”
Cuddles were soooo good.
Even Daddy thought so because he moaned again.
“Let me see how much you like cuddles, baby boy.” Daddy wanted me to have such good cuddles his fingers wrapped around me and made me shiver again. “Can you come for me? Can you show me how much you like cuddling with Daddy?”