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)
I wasn’t so sure about talking but I was all for doing.
Tapping on his chest, I nodded and was so glad when he let out a quiet laugh. “I talk, huh?”
Yep, psychic.
Nodding again, I kissed his neck since it seemed like he wouldn’t mind. That had him letting out a groan and I had to kiss him again because I’d forgotten how good he smelled. “You’re going to distract me, sweetheart.”
I liked distractions, so I kissed him again.
His laugh that time was strained and his hands slipped down to palm my ass. “My naughty boy seems to need kisses but no words. Should Daddy just make the decisions for now?”
That seemed like the best idea I’d ever heard, so I nodded and nuzzled against him as I licked his neck, loving his taste. “Yes, Daddy.”
“That’s my good boy.” Daddy’s hand squeezed my bottom and he chuckled when it was my turn to moan. “I know what my boy needs.”
I sucked in a breath and turned into a monkey as Daddy stood up, carrying me in his arms. It just made him laugh as he hugged me tight. “Silly boy.”
That made me giggle but I still held on very carefully as he took me up the stairs. “Kisses, Daddy?”
Hmm.
“I like…I like kissing you, Daddy.” Yes, that was much better. Then he’d know to spank me and make me come and make me kiss him.
He chuckled, kissing my cheek as I hid again. “My boy likes all kinds of things…like spankings and kissing his Daddy’s muscles.”
Nodding, I kissed psychic Daddy and finally stopped worrying.
Daddy wasn’t teasing me anymore and he knew what I wanted because he was amazing and I was going to get spankings and lots of naughty kisses.
“Silly boy.” For some reason, Daddy chuckled and kissed my head again. But I was feeling so good and I was too distracted to figure it out. “I know what my boy needs.”
Lots of attention, according to Austin, but I was sure it was spankings and ice cream.
“That’s right.” Daddy gave my bottom a smack, making tinglies shoot through me and the fuzzy good feeling get even better. “Such a good boy.”
I loved being his good boy.
And I loved it when I didn’t have to use words.
Daddy was wonderfully Dommy and didn’t even ask me where I wanted to sit. He just set me down on his bed and gave me a kiss. “I can’t wait to show you the new toys I bought my sweet boy.”
Grown-up toys.
He chuckled when I shivered but it seemed to make him want to kiss me even more. That time his mouth lingered on mine and he nibbled on my lips, making me moan. The fuzzy at the back of my mind liked it too because that got thicker in my head as I whined to get more from Daddy.
More of anything.
Kisses.
Touches.
Spankings.
Toys.
I was a very good boy and would love all kinds of different attention.
“Such a sweet sub.” Daddy gave me one last tiny kiss, barely brushing his lips against mine before pulling away. “But now it’s time to let the naughty boy out to play.”
Oh yes.
He’d been very patient and kind of hidey sometimes but he loved playing too.
Nodding against Daddy’s hand as he cupped my cheek, I didn’t worry about silly things like words when he made me feel so good. “That’s right. We’re going to play with your new toys and then I’m going to give you a spanking.”
That sounded like the best plan ever, so I turned my head and kissed his palm as he slowly pulled his hand back. His low, rough moan sent a shiver through me and something sparked in his eyes like he was imagining wicked things.
Daddy wasn’t being nice any longer.
Yay.
“Such a naughty boy.” But that seemed to be a good thing because he kissed me again before shaking his head. “You’re distracting me.”
Would that get me a longer spanking?
I wasn’t sure enough to risk asking but I did my best to look sweet since he seemed to like that. It just made Daddy grin. “Yep, my naughty boy.”
I really hoped that was a good thing because he finally stepped away from the bed and reached into the top drawer of a small dresser that seemed to serve as his nightstand. As he slid it open, I couldn’t resist leaning forward and sneaking a peek.
Before Daddy caught me and laughed, I saw something that looked like a big alpha cock with a knot and everything, a cock ring, and something that looked like a small kitchen spatula. I wasn’t sure I wanted to ask what that did.
“No peeking.”
Oops.
Meeting his gaze, I didn’t want to lie or actually talk, so I kissed his cheek and just avoided talking about it. No, we didn’t need to talk about my manners when there was a fat plug to stare at. Just watching it as his finger traced around the thick black plug made my hole clench. “Daddy.”