Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73035 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73035 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Camden let out another soft sound, nodding against me. “I want to explore with you, Daddy.”
The Daddy title gave me a clue about how nervous he was, but his erection and little wiggles said it wasn’t too overwhelming. “We’ll take it one step at a time, and I’ll make sure you have a very happy ending, baby.”
He let out a laugh as his stress started to fade. “I’m never going to hear the word happy the same way again.”
Me either.
But I gave him another teasing spank, hoping that a fun fantasy would distract him from reality. “Oh no, you’re my sweet boy. I can’t have you always thinking dirty thoughts.”
He sucked in a breath, the game becoming clear in his head as he wiggled even more. “But Sir, you’re so sexy when you say it.”
Shaking my head as I caressed over the area I’d just spanked, I sighed dramatically. “I think I’m going to have to make sure you understand that dirty thoughts are unacceptable.”
His quiet giggle had me relaxing more confidently into the scene.
“It’s going to be very hard to make sure I remember, Sir.” He wiggled against me as he said hard, nearly making himself laugh again at the dirty play on words. “Happy is just such a naughty word now.”
Now I was the one trying not to laugh.
“It will be much easier to remember once I help you out.” Squeezing his cheek, I felt a rush of pleasure and pride as he moaned, rocking into me. “Are you going to be a good boy as I work hard to make you see that happy is a nice word?”
Camden quickly smothered the snicker that escaped, letting me know the over the top ridiculousness of the scene wasn’t triggering anything stressful for him. “Yes, Sir.”
His words were polite, but the tone was giggly and the way his hips kept rocking his dick against me said behaving wasn’t the top thing on his mind.
Perfect.
“Good boy.” But how should I make my good boy feel the most wicked?
Not quite sure how he felt about me being in his bed just yet, I decided the couch would work perfectly. “We’re not going to put this off, though. We’ve got to make an impression on you and help you remember what a sweet and innocent word happy is.”
His shiver and the way he moaned as he nodded again said I still didn’t have anything to worry about, so I gave his ear one last nibble and popped his ass. “Come with me, baby.”
That got me a sweet sigh, but he nodded and tried to stop smiling long enough to look contrite. It didn’t work, but I was glad for that so I pretended not to notice. “Good boy.”
Taking his hand as he straightened, I led him deeper into his house toward the oversized couch. As I sat down, I positioned him between my legs so he was having to look down at me. The position should’ve made him feel like he had the power, but he was such a sweet sub it made him wiggly and I could see his cock getting harder.
“I’m going to be very good, Daddy.” Everything from his tone to the excitement I could see in each movement said he wanted the spanking. “Very good.”
“I know you will.” Slowly reaching up, I kept my movements very deliberate so he could anticipate my taking down his pants. “You’re going to stretch out very sweetly over my lap and offer up your bottom, aren’t you, baby?”
He nodded, his gaze distracted and filled with longing. “Yes. I won’t forget.”
The closer we got to his spanking the more the silliness faded and the need grew. I wasn’t even sure he’d remember why happy was a silly word much longer, so I kept my teasing neutral as I slowly inched down his zipper. “You’re going to make sweet sounds for me, aren’t you, baby? When my hand comes down on your bottom?”
His eager nod and slightly ragged breath said he liked that idea, but it was the way he licked his lips as he looked down at my lap that had me wanting to smile. I’d never had a sub who was so eager for a spanking and I absolutely loved it.
Every inch of him was excited and his cock nearly sprang out of his tight little briefs as I inched them down over his bottom. When his pants and briefs were around his thighs, giving him the sweetest, most submissively sexual look, I reached into my pocket and pulled out a silky old school looking handkerchief.
His eyes went wide as I laid it on my lap and gave it a pat. “Over my lap, baby.”
Camden just marveled at the slightly ridiculous act, but I’d thought he’d enjoy the drama of it at the very least. The old money move combined with the dirty way we were going to use it tickled my funny bone, but his dick jerked temptingly, and I had to remind myself that it wasn’t time to play with the long, sculpted toy just yet.