Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
They also didn’t have the patience to let him keep grabbing their asses.
“I had fun, Daddy.” Snuggling closer against me, he made a happy sigh. “He was sweet and he’s good at giving attention.”
We needed to work on giving him a longer list about what made a good date.
“Then I guess it’s good that he’s too old for you and doesn’t know what kind of toys you like.” That got another laugh and he nodded against me. “Because you like attention, don’t you?”
Snickering as he tried to hide it, Terrence aimed for sweet and innocent as he kissed my cheek and settled back in place. “I like your attention the best, Daddy.”
“Suck-up.” As he shook with barely suppressed laughter, I snorted. “You’re just worried you won’t get to play tonight.”
“I suck good. You said so.” Delivered differently, that could’ve been sexy as fuck, but he kept snickering, and as little as he was, it was more adorable than anything else.
“I did.” The situation could’ve gone a few different ways, but picking which way to steer us was difficult. “Because you are. You’re a very good cocksucker for your Daddy.”
And the giggles escaped again…but he nodded and wiggled against me, which were his I’ve got an erection, Daddy signals.
“I’m your good cocksucker, Daddy.” Still finding the whole thing hilarious, he was ready to escape several different ways at the moment. “Alonzo…he…Alonzo said I had pretty lips.”
The way he was giggling said Uncle Alonzo had said something more colorful.
“Oh, you’ve been flirting with other men.” My shocked tone was fake enough to get more silly sounds from Terrence. “I think I need to make an impression on my naughty boy.”
His happy wiggles said he approved of that plan but he had to play pretend too. “Oh, Daddy…I…I want to show you I belong to you.”
“We can do that too.” Just not near doors and windows. “Come here, naughty boy.”
He was doing his best to look sad and serious but it wasn’t working at all. “Oh…but…but you said I’m your cocksucker.”
He thought that word was hilarious.
Yep, littlish and sinking fast.
But still my naughty cutie.
“Don’t worry. I’m going to use that pretty mouth after I’ve helped you remember who you belong to.” He thought that was fun, but my muttering as I started pulling him through the house put it over the top. “I’m not letting a dirty old flirt seduce my boy. He’s my cocksucker.”
Uncle Alonzo must’ve been hell on wheels when he was younger.
Terrence seemed to agree but he was too silly to explain that at the moment. “I’m yours, Daddy.”
That would’ve sounded more believable and more romantic if he hadn’t been shaking with laughter that he couldn’t completely hold back. “I’m going to help you remember that.”
And help him relax as I distracted him.
He’d enjoyed spending time with Uncle Alonzo, but the rest had been exhausting and I could see how tired he was in his eyes. He was going to crash hard at some point, but until then I was going to help him unwind in a variety of ways.
“I…” Terrence paused, his naughty little brain racing in circles. “I want to remember to be your good boy, Daddy.”
Yep, he didn’t want to protest too much and risk losing out on his fun.
“Thank you.” Kissing his head as we made it into the bedroom, I did my best to look serious. “That’s very important to me.”
Because it made it much easier to spank him and come up with the dirty talk for the scene.
“I…you’re important, Daddy.” Terrence was grasping at straws about what to say, but honestly, just the attempt was sexy and cute.
“You always make me feel important.” Stripping off his sweater and then his shirt, I casually lifted one shoulder and sighed. “Well, except when you’re flirting with dirty old men for attention.”
He really wanted to giggle but I could see him trying to work out the best response. “I…you give the best attention, Daddy.”
Adorable.
“Then let me give you lots of attention.” Kissing his nose to keep the scene feeling more innocent than it really was, I did my best to look serious. “But you’re going to have to do your best to be my good boy. Can you do that?”
As he nodded, I trailed my fingers down his chest to his pants. They almost looked like real ones, but they had a stretchy waist and were lined in some kind of soft fabric. They also felt good to the touch, which might’ve been one of the reasons Uncle Alonzo had kept petting Terry’s ass. “I…I’ll be a good boy.”
That could definitely have several different meanings and we were going to use as many as we could until he fell asleep.
“I’m glad.” Giving each cheek a kiss, I sank down low in front of him to help him out of the rest of his clothes. “But my good boy needs to be naked to get the best attention.”