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)
My big side liked the silly praise in an embarrassing and squirmy kind of way, but my little side just loved it. I managed not to come right away but I wasn’t really good at the whole self-control thing. “Daddy…”
He laughed again.
That was definitely cheating…especially when he wrapped his hand around me and started jerking me off as the tingles his laugh gave me bounced around inside of me. He was doing his best to drag my orgasm out of me and it was making me go faster. Yes. It was Daddy’s fault I was going to explode.
“Yes, show Daddy what a sexy boy you are.” He twisted his hand as he moved it faster and the spinny motion made it feel like a game.
I liked games.
“Daddy’s good boy. Yes. Daddy’s good boy.” Bouncing between my hand and his, I made the toy go faster and he made the twirling go faster and that made my orgasm go faster. “Daddy’s…good….boy…”
I loved games.
Daddy loved them too because he made my tingles go on and on and on and he didn’t stop playing the twisty game until I was so mushy there was nothing left to twist.
“Puddle…puddle of goo, Daddy.” Somehow my eyes had closed, but Daddy didn’t seem to mind because he chuckled again. “I’ll…one second…”
I’d open them in just one second.
“Yes, my boy is a puddle of goo and got a wonderful orgasm, didn’t he?” Daddy softly petted my cock as I nodded. “And now he gets lots of cuddles for aftercare?”
“’Membered, Daddy.” Good Daddy.
“Yes, I remembered.” Daddy even kissed my head ’cause he remembered kisses and cuddles. “I’m going to get you clean real quick and then you’ll get lots of cuddles. We need to make sure you have wipes in here for next time.”
Yes, he was supposed to take care of me.
I was cute and messy and needed attention.
Chapter 8
Enzo
“I’m cute and messy and need attention.” Terrence almost sighed out the words, not seeming to realize they were being said out loud. “Daddy…he…”
He was never as quiet as he seemed to think he was.
But I took advantage of his distracted mental state and worked on his to-do list. Getting him clean was at the top to me, so I quickly headed into his bedroom and managed to find a washcloth. I had to dig entirely too long to find one, but rearranging his bathroom could wait for another time.
I was back before he got frustrated, though, so I counted it as a win as I wiped the cum off his cock and tossed the washcloth back into the bathroom. “Cuddle time.”
He was no help as I climbed on the bed and moved him around, but I’d carried materials that weighed more, so it wasn’t hard to get us centered in his bed. My chest was his pillow as he wrapped himself around me, and I loved his confidence and how comfortable he was with me.
“I get…little nap…and then we…we can…” His voice trailed off before he could explain what the plan should be, but we weren’t in a rush, so I kissed his head and settled in to wait for him to wake up.
Thankfully, a little nap actually seemed to be little and he woke up about twenty minutes later, giving a wiggle and going very still as his brain caught up to what had happened. “Daddy orgasms are better. I hate it when Leander is right.”
My chest jerked as I held back a laugh, but it was enough to get a shiver from Terrence as he pressed his face against me. “Naughty Daddy.”
He’d sounded a lot littler as he’d faded off before, but it seemed like big Terrence was in charge at the moment.
“No, you’re just cute. It’s your fault.” That made him giggle as he wiggled his way over me so he was stretched out down my body. “What are you doing, cutie?”
He was wearing an ear-to-ear grin as he pushed up and straddled me, seemingly wide awake from his catnap. “Hi.”
“Hi.” His good mood made me confident that I hadn’t pushed any boundaries, so I brought my hands up and started rubbing his thighs. “Feeling better?”
Nodding, he made an approving sound as he wiggled his ass over my erection. “Lots. Do you want to come too?”
“I think I’m going to wait until after we have dinner if that’s okay with you.” Terrence wasn’t like anyone else I’d ever dated, so I waited to see if he’d give me pushback or complain.
“Okay.” Neither. He leaned over and kissed my cheek. “Are you a pick my clothes Daddy?”
“Yes.” He seemed more curious than worried, so I didn’t censor my response. “Unless that’s something we need to make limits or have a conversation about.”
“No.” He shrugged, back to not looking fully grown-up. “Unless you make me wear something itchy or squishy.”