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 were ninety-nine percent of my wardrobe, so I wasn’t going to apologize for them. But that was okay because his mind was off in a new direction again. “Penis time.”
He really made me have to fight to keep a straight face a lot more often than he seemed to realize. “That’s right.”
All of his focus was on my pants and my dick, though, so even if I laughed, I wasn’t sure he’d have noticed it. “My Daddy is so helpful.”
I had a feeling that sentence should’ve ended with something about telling Leander, but he managed to stop himself. That might’ve been because his fingers had already reached out to ease down the zipper. “Little bit. And a little bit more. A tiny bit. I’m so careful. No nicking the pretty penis.”
Considering the fact that he hadn’t seen it yet, I was glad he was so confident.
Part of me wanted to ask what he was thinking but I had a feeling he’d tell me that all penises were pretty and then we’d get distracted by a whole new topic.
“Gonna say hi and then we’re going to play.” Eventually he’d remember that the penis in question was attached to a person, but for the moment, he was hyperfocused on that one particular part.
I’d seen him do the same thing when picking out paint and details like that, so I wasn’t offended. I was just as important as his kitchen and that seemed like a good place to start a relationship.
“You’re going to like playtime.” All it took was for him to barely inch down the boxer briefs I was wearing for the head of my dick to start trying to escape, and Terrence made the cutest excited inhale. “You want to play. We’re going to have so much fun.”
We were all going to have fun as long as I didn’t interrupt his playdate with silly things like logic or questions…like did he want to move playtime to his bed.
Yep, I was smart and he was having fun…so we were staying put.
All orgasms were good orgasms no matter where they took place…legal issues notwithstanding…and Terrence needed to be able to see that I was going to accept him for all his quirks and not start listing off where and when it was appropriate to have penis playtime.
But he still hadn’t remembered that I was attached to my dick when he started trying to free his new friend, and he jumped in surprise when I lifted my hips to make it easier. “Oh. Yes. Thank you, Daddy.”
Yep, I was a complete surprise.
“You’re welcome.” Wanting to get him back in his fun headspace, I reached down to free my erection. “Say hi. He’s lonely.”
Bingo.
Best Daddy ever.
Chapter 11
Terrence
“Gonna make Daddy happy…hello there.” Wiggling lower and lower, I gave Daddy a kiss as I rubbed my penis against the floor. “More kisses because I’m romantic.”
And Leander was going to have to stuff it.
Daddy even stroked my head and made a happy sound as I gave him another kiss. “That’s right, baby. You give the best kisses and you’re wonderfully romantic.”
Licking got more happy sounds from Daddy and then he groaned, making me giggle and wiggle more. “And you…fuck…and you were thinking about how to romance me when you gave me my kiss before.”
Daddy was so smart…and my pretty rug was so squishy.
“You’re…” Kisses. Licks. Daddy groans. “You’re such a good Daddy.”
He knew I was making it special for him.
“You’re a good…a good boy for Daddy.” He sounded like he was going to tell me more about what a good boy I was, but he moaned when I gave him more open-mouthed kisses.
He liked those.
And he liked cute little kisses.
And he liked licks.
He liked all kinds of playtime.
“Hello there. You need more attention.” Allover attention, not just to the top. “The rest of you is lonely. I’m sorry.”
Daddy’s head was big but the rest was perfect for my mouth and I gave it lots of good kisses until I got to the bottom. “No hiding from your new special friend.”
“Oh.” Daddy was so helpful. “Thank you.”
Wiggling his pants lower, I found the rest that had been playing a different game. “No hide-and-seek from your friend.”
Everybody got kisses and licks and snuggly attention. “Not too smooth. Not too fuzzy. Just right.”
“I’m not a bowl of oatmeal.” Daddy was grumbly but he moaned as I giggled. “And you’re not a little blonde thief.”
“If I was, my Daddy would spank me.” Giving him more licks as he wiggled and moaned, I giggled and started working my way back up and giving the other side attention too. “He’d call me a naughty slut who was flirting with the big bears next door.”
I’d be a very good naughty Goldilocks.
Oh, I could hump the bears’ beds, not take a nap. Naps were boring but humpies were fun.