Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Charlie couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to hide or giggle, so he did both. “Oh, Daddy, that was so…”
I kissed his head again as his voice trailed off. “Yep. But you survived and you told Austin what happened. You were so brave. I was very proud of you.”
Wiggling, he curled into me and rested his head on my shoulder. “I didn’t want him to worry or get mad at you. He’s…he’s protective.”
Understatement of the year right there.
“Because you’re special.” I could see why Austin worried about him, but I was going to be a bit more careful about where I teased Charlie. “I’m just glad we got it cleared up quickly.”
He nodded against me but was a bit too quiet for me to be confident about what he was thinking. With his nice comment still fresh in my head as well as the memory of how he’d responded in the car, I stroked my hand over his back and decided to try to shift the mood. “Close your eyes, sweet boy.”
Charlie let out a quiet sound that seemed to be filled with relief. From everything he’d said, getting alphas to move from accepting shy Charlie to helping him find his naughty side had been difficult, so I didn’t want to accidentally fall into the same trap by worrying.
If he wanted to stop, he’d tell me.
He had his safeword.
He’d asked to come to the club.
He’d whined to Austin that I hadn’t groped his dick in the car.
Just that memory had me smiling and feeling a lot more confident. “My naughty boy wanted his cock played with.”
That got a soft whine and a wiggle from the naughty boy in question. “I…being honest was important, Master.”
And we were back to Master.
“You’re right.” Charlie was light enough that it was easy to pick him up and shift him around so he was straddling my lap. He squeaked and hid against me as I snuggled him close again, but the shiver that raced through him said he wasn’t simply startled.
“But if you wanted to be honest, you should’ve been begging me to play with your cock in the car.” The logic was questionable but it got another shiver from him, so I didn’t worry about how much sense it made. “You want to be a good boy, don’t you?”
It was definitely a loaded question, and I made it even more interesting by rocking him back and forth, letting the motion rub his dick against mine. “Let me hear you, sweet boy.”
He whined, barely loud enough for me to hear but it was pure need.
My naughty boy was finally coming out to play again.
Chapter 8
Charlie
He hadn’t changed his mind.
He hadn’t changed his mind.
Even Austin hadn’t made him change his mind.
Shoot.
Words.
“Yes, Master.” Hiding against him, I loved how big he was and how safe I felt pressed against him. “I…I want to be a good boy.”
Because good boys got orgasms?
I really hoped they got orgasms, but I wasn’t sure what he was thinking after Austin’s dramatic rescue. He’d been very sweet, but if he cost me my chance to lick Daddy, I was going to be very dramatic.
I’d even tattle on him to Silas if I had to.
I could do it. I was brave.
Daddy said so.
“Then what should my good boy have said in the car?” He made a soft, thinking hum, and it took me a few seconds to realize what he’d said.
Oh.
He wanted the words?
Squirming as nervous embarrassment hit me, it didn’t take me long to realize why Daddy had turned me around. Daddy was so smart. He made being nervous very rewarding and it even made me forget why I’d been nervous.
Of course, wiggling against him also made me forget what I was supposed to be doing, but Daddy was wonderful and he spanked my bottom sending tingly pleasure through me. “Naughty boy. I asked you a question.”
Yes, that was right.
What had he asked?
I tried to remember. I really did. But he was so distracting. His hands rubbed my ass and he nuzzled my neck. How could I think when he kissed me and let me hide at the same time? He was so good to me…and not too nice.
That was such a relief.
Not too nice at all because he squeezed my ass and spanked the other cheek making me even more tingly and squirmy. “What should you have asked in the car, my sweet slut?”
Oh, he said the nicest things.
“I…” Nice things should be rewarded. He’d asked a question. Yes, I should answer his question. “Oh, the car…”
Yes, that was it.
“You were so nice to me, Daddy.” Rocking against him, I nuzzled his neck and took a deep breath, loving the musky scent that made me ache deep inside. “You distracted me. You didn’t let me worry. You didn’t even forget that I don’t always worry.”