Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 70558 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70558 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Adorable?
Charming?
About two inches taller than their littles?
“Can I have a hug?” It seemed like a very Addison response and I knew I was right when he rolled his eyes…but I got my hug. “Thank you.”
“I am not this much work.” He honestly seemed to think he was right about that, so I was my best badass Daddy self and didn’t laugh at all. “But I love you enough to take good care of you anyway.”
Clearly, Daddies were high maintenance.
Staying silent seemed to be the smartest idea and I decided I was right when he’d calmed down by the time he’d gotten me completely undressed. He even held his arms up and nodded at me like the princess he was. “You may take off my nightgown now.”
Okay, if either of us was adorable, it was him.
“Thank you.” I wasn’t sure if that was the correct response but it felt right and got another imperial-looking nod from Addison.
When the nightgown was off, I glanced down the front of his body. “May I?”
Looking very proud of my manners, Addison gave a small smile. “You may.”
I loved the cute nut. He made everything so much fun and I had to stop myself from smiling just taking off his panties.
“There you go.” I wasn’t sure what form of address I should use, my imagination wasn’t nearly as good as his, so I just tried to keep things neutral and polite. “Are we ready to get in the shower?”
He looked over and seemed pleased to see the steam coming out from around the shower curtain. “Yes, let’s get you all clean.”
“Thank you.” I was going to have to work on a bigger variety of responses, but for the time being that seemed to work.
Kissing my cheek, he smiled proudly as he took my hand. “You’re very polite. I’m a very lucky…caretaker.”
He was the cutest man ever.
“I think I’m the lucky person here.” Kissing his cheek, I squeezed his hand and let him help me into the shower.
He made the sweetest sigh and shook his head. “You’re so…”
Whatever I was seemed to be good because he kept smiling, but he looked like he forced the rest of the sentence away as he carefully moved me under the spray. “I’m not going to get distracted. You need to be scrubbed.”
“I’ll be good.” I wasn’t sure I could keep that promise but Addison never seemed sure about that either, so it seemed like a white lie everyone in the BDSM community told.
Besides, there was nothing on my limits list promising to always tell the truth about my behavior.
I’d checked.
When I tried to look cute as Addison grabbed the bubble gum body wash, he sighed. “I don’t think you know what that sentence means.”
How was I supposed to do this with a straight face?
Someone should’ve told me being a Daddy was so hard.
Chapter 15
Addison
Why had no one told me how hard it was to take care of a Daddy?
“If you keep wiggling, you’re going to fall.” How was I going to get him clean if he kept squirming and giggling?
“But that…you have to…” Daddy groaned and pushed his ass back against my finger. “If you want me to last long enough to get my surprise, you’ve got to stop doing that.”
Oh.
“Daddies like that too?” I looked around his shoulder to get a better look at his face. “Really?”
He shivered as I moved my finger and couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to laugh or groan. He seemed to be trying to do both as he turned around and leaned against the wall. “I don’t…”
Closing his eyes, he counted down from ten and let out a deep breath. “Okay, that’s more manageable.”
Hmm.
When he opened his eyes, he smiled at me and pulled me under the spray with him. “First of all, we need to start using my shower more because it’s actually big enough for both of us.”
Nodding, because he was right, I curled into him. “We’ll do that once I’m at school, and with you there more, we can have a shower schedule to make sure we get fun time every week. Would you like that?”
Daddy let out a laugh and hugged me tight. “Yes, I would. I think that’s a great idea.”
“Good.” Kissing his cheek, I sighed as his hands started stroking my back. “Don’t distract me. You were listing off…something…”
Rules, maybe?
His chest jerked but he didn’t laugh out loud that time. “Yes. Okay, secondly, everyone is different, I know that. But I don’t have an issue with bottoming or having my ass played with. Topping and bottoming have nothing to do with who’s the Dom and who’s the sub.”
Hmm.
Swallowing, I nodded and looked very confident because I didn’t want him to get uncomfortable. “Yes, we make the rules for our relationship.”
I thought that was a very good response but Daddy sighed. “Sunshine, I’m serious. Doms can bottom. It’s a thing.”