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)
Spanks and orgasms.
Then that would be quickly followed by cuddles and food.
With the plan in place and working well so far, I nodded and squeezed his thigh, giving it another rub. “I hope so. I want to be able to reward my good boy.”
“Re…rewards help ’membering, Daddy.” Looking as earnest as he could manage as he rubbed his erection over his clothes, Dessie leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek. “I’ll be a good boy.”
I knew he’d promise me anything to get an orgasm, but I nodded like it was a sincere promise because it was one in the moment. “Thank you, baby boy. Let’s go help you remember to ask Daddy your questions.”
Yes, it was a silly reason to justify a spanking because he really wanted one, but if it actually helped him to remember that there were no silly questions, then that would be good too.
Still, the kitchen was not the place to do it, so I picked him up again and my naughty monkey went back to clinging to me and nodding. His rubbing wasn’t any more subtle than it’d been the first time, but he still seemed completely oblivious to it.
Since it wasn’t something I wanted to discourage, though, I rubbed his bottom and gave it the occasional pat to push him against me. That got me the cutest moans and he clung to me even harder. “I’ll be good, Daddy.”
He was so intently focused on his reward that he was shaking.
“I know you will and then you’ll get your reward and cuddles.” I knew he approved but I asked about it anyway. “How does that sound?”
He made a needy whine and hugged me tighter. “I…I like special Daddy Tyson cuddles and I’m green and I got big ’motions, Daddy. But I’m gonna be good.”
Big emotions seemed like big feelings in general, so I nodded and kissed his head. “Thank you for letting me know.”
From Austin’s lectures and my own research, I had a feeling that meant I could expect an emotional reaction. However, he was clearly green and obviously turned on. That meant we continued with the scene so he could release his big emotions.
“That’s very helpful information, baby boy. You’re my good boy.” That had him going tense and I almost laughed. “But even good boys need help remembering important things sometimes.”
And he was back to his happy humping.
Yep, he wanted to be good but not good enough to miss out on his spanking.
I was missing something, though.
As I held him tight and walked through the house to the small den with the perfect oversized couch to handle a spanking, I mentally walked through the conversation. Kissing his head and rubbing his ass kept him happy and occupied, and it gave me time to think, but it still took me entirely too long to realize what I’d missed.
Special Daddy Tyson cuddles.
Leaving his needy tone out completely, that string of words did not mean regular cuddles like we were doing now.
Yep, I was a tad bit slow but not completely hopeless.
It was something I had to put on the back burner for the moment, though, because I did not need to be reacting to the thought of what that sentence meant. I had to focus on my hand, his bottom, and reading his signals to make sure I got his spanking correct.
Thankfully, he didn’t seem to notice how distracted I was, but that might’ve been because he’d started nuzzling against me and taking in deep breaths. Yes, I should’ve realized what he’d meant a lot fucking faster, but I’d go over how oblivious I’d been later.
I had enough to focus on as we finally got to the den and I had to set him down beside the couch. His gaze was already fuzzy and I wasn’t sure where his mind was at, but he was looking at me with such need and trust, I knew stopping was the last thing on his mind.
So his confident Daddy kissed his head and made sure his cute boy didn’t see any hesitations or questions.
Yes.
Reminding myself that I knew what I was doing, I cupped his cheek and gave his nose another kiss. “You’re going to be my good boy so you can get your reward, but if something happens and you need to use your colors, you’ll still get your reward. Understand?”
Nodding slowly, Dessie inched closer and tried to start snuggling again. “Yes, Daddy. I’ll be good. I use my colors. I get ’wards.”
He wasn’t going to forget about his reward, but he knew how important safewords were, so I wasn’t feeling too worried about that.
It was just everything else that was taking up a lot of space in my head.
“That’s right.” Cupping his cheek to make sure he felt me there with him as I stepped back again, I sat down on the couch and immediately reached for his pants before he could climb in my lap.