Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Oh, that had him sucking in a breath.
“Has my naughty boy done that?” His reaction said he’d at least thought about it. “Have you put on your diaper and humped the bed pretending that Daddy was watching?”
His hips said yes even if all his mouth wanted to do was groan.
“I bet he was saying naughty things while he watched you.” I certainly would have. “But now you have me wondering if you were humping your dry diaper or a wet one?”
That got a shiver and he sucked in a breath again.
“I’m starting to realize that I should’ve read between the lines on your limits list and asked a few more questions.” Him pressing his face even tighter against me gave me a good idea about what his answer would be, and he was still doing his best to come against my hand, so I wasn’t too worried about killing him.
“I should probably also figure out what would be a better orgasm, humping a wet diaper, humping a dry one, or humping against Daddy’s cock.” It was definitely a legitimate question at that point, but it seemed to scramble his brain because he went still again.
Hmm.
Oh, another shiver.
“I…I…you, Daddy?” He didn’t seem confident in that answer, but we’d go through it in more detail later. “I want you?”
Had he meant for that to come out like a question?
Unsure of that, I pressed my hand harder against his erection. “Does your stiffy want to rub against Daddy’s cock?”
The mix of innocent and dirty seemed to do it for him based on how his entire body tensed and a low moan escaped as he relaxed again. It took several long moments before he could deliberately react and nod against me, though. “Please?”
“Good boy.” Leaning over, I kissed his head and gave his cock a squeeze. “I’m so proud of you. One more step, though, then I’ll get you all clean and we’ll have fun making you dirty again.”
Oh, that’d scrambled his brain too.
He sucked in a breath and did his best to crawl under me. “Help.”
I knew part of the feeling was wanting to hide so I couldn’t see what he was thinking, but I had a feeling he needed to feel my control as well. Testing out the theory, I leaned over him and let him burrow as far under me as he wanted.
I ended up draped over his upper body with his legs tangled up in mine. I wasn’t sure it was exactly comfortable physically for him, but emotionally he loved it. He sighed and it seemed like every muscle relaxed at once.
I was hoping that meant the lower muscles we’d been talking around would relax too, but I was patient, so I ran my hands over the areas I could reach and let him feel safe. “Good boy, you let Daddy know what you needed to feel safe and I’m so proud of you.”
He went still for a second before nodding against me. I wasn’t sure if he was agreeing that he was a good boy or if he was responding to something else, but I didn’t poke at it. I simply hugged him tighter and snuggled him as best I could.
After a few more minutes, he took a slightly ragged breath and whispered so softly I wasn’t sure a human could’ve heard him. “If I’m stuck, well, it’s Daddy’s fault.”
That’d definitely been him talking to himself again, but I managed not to react, so I wasn’t sure he realized it.
Yes, it was my fault he’d shoved his way under me and I’d become the rock he’d wanted to crawl under. The logic wasn’t unexpected, though, and his talking to himself meant his brain was working enough to safeword if he needed it.
“Daddy likes control. He’s a dragon. They do that.” As his nearly silent rambling continued, his body started to relax again. “Doms do that too. It’s logical.”
Well, it was good to know that he thought I was logical.
“And I’m his sub.” That seemed to connect to general submission kind of things in his head because he sighed. “That’s the rules. It’s on my list.”
I couldn’t decide if he was logical or insane, but either way I liked how he was talking himself into doing exactly what we both knew he wanted. If he had voices in his head, I was glad they were at least helpful and agreed with me.
But just in case he needed a push, I started rubbing his ass since that was one of the only parts of him poking out at an easy angle. “Such a good boy for submitting to his Daddy.”
Honestly, I wasn’t sure this felt like something a Daddy would do, but Master didn’t seem to be his word of choice, so I just went with it.
“Who do you belong to, baby boy?” Hugging him, I went back to making slow circles over his ass. “Who do you belong to?”