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)
Nuzzling against his chest, I kissed and licked and nibbled on his nipple as he moaned. “Kisses are very important.”
Daddy’s moan said he agreed too but it wasn’t giving me any hints about what his surprise was. Trying again, I traced his pretty lines over to the dragon and gave him a kiss too. “Good morning, dragon.”
He needed lots of attention too, but first it was Daddy’s turn because his cock was very persistent about getting attention. Luckily, my hands were trapped between us, so I wrapped my fingers around it and squeezed just where the knot would form, making Daddy and his cock very happy.
Daddy moaned and started kneading my bottom and his cock jerked, giving a very nice thank you. “Sweetie…”
Sweetie wasn’t a safeword, so I kept kissing and squeezing his knot, moaning when it throbbed like it wanted to be inside me. I couldn’t wait to be tied together with Daddy and just thinking about it had me sucking on his nipple and running my hands along his erection.
He was going to feel even better than the plug, but I knew if I wanted pancakes, I couldn’t ask him to knot me now. It was a hard debate, but as I sucked, I thought about the plug.
Releasing his nipple, I flicked it with my tongue as I focused on just his cock. “Daddy? Can I have my toy while you make breakfast?”
Rubbing my face against him while I tried to decide if I needed to find more words, I moaned as my nose teased his arm and Daddy’s full scent hit me. As I shivered, my hole felt even more empty and slick and I couldn’t remember why I hadn’t begged to be filled earlier. “I’m empty, Daddy. I’ll be good and won’t play with it too much.”
That was…I should promise that?
What else?
“And…” Taking another deep breath, I loved the way the fuzzies started coming back. “I’ll…I’ll eat my breakfast too.”
Yes, that was very important.
Daddy must’ve thought the same thing because as I went back to sucking on his nipple, he made the best sound and erupted between us, his cum flooding my hands.
That had to mean I was going to get to play with my toy, right?
Moans and orgasms and kisses and eating a good breakfast should mean I got to play.
That just seemed fair and I had the nicest Daddy ever.
Yes, definitely fair.
Chapter 19
Ansel
“What if…what if you need…” Charlie paused, his eyes darting between me and his little bag. “What if you need kisses?”
What if he needed to lick me?
I was definitely missing something but I treated it like the most rational question I’d ever heard.
“Well, as long as we’re in the playroom, you can always ask to kiss dragon and we’ll find someplace private.” Kissing his head, I tried to sound as nonchalant as possible. “I don’t think the other littles need to see that. Uncle Jarrett would probably kill me.”
That got the tiniest giggle out of my cutie but didn’t seem to stop the whirlwind of worry going through his head, so I kept going. “And if we’re downstairs, you’ll probably be on my lap, so you can whisper that you want to go play with dragon by ourselves. I’ll know to go get us a room and then we can have private time together.”
He was slowly nodding but still looked like he was obsessing over something. “If you don’t need privacy, I’ll take off my shirt and you can cuddle up close and just have fun. It’s a BDSM club, right?”
Blink.
Blink.
Nod.
“You’d take off your shirt for me?” That wasn’t what I’d been expecting him to say when his eyes went wide. “Really?”
Stepping away from the bed where I’d been double-checking everything I’d put in his bag, I swept him up in my arms and chuckled as he gasped and clung to me like a monkey as I whirled him around. “Yes, I would show everyone my tattoos for you. In fact, this might be a good time to show you the surprise.”
He wasn’t tracking how the two things were related, but he was nodding and looking down at my chest like the answer would magically appear on the tight black T-shirt. “Yes, Daddy. That’s a very good idea. You’re very smart.”
Trying not to laugh since he’d been fairly patient most of the day, I set him down on the bed and dug into the bag. “I knew these would be perfect for you the moment I saw them.”
He was vibrating with excitement as I reached into the bag, all the way to the bottom under a diaper, a blanket, and a change of clothes where I’d hidden his present. “I’ve been very good today, Daddy.”
“Yes, you have.” There’d really been no opportunity for him to fuck with my electronics, though, so he couldn’t have gotten into trouble. He really was sweet unless pranks were involved. “And you’re smart and creative and a very special boy, so I thought you needed some very special markers.”