Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
I might like both.
I might like both a lot.
I was going to tell Daddy that but he showed me how they’d work and he chased all my words away. Luckily for me, Daddy liked my sounds and kept playing the shower game. He even made happy sounds too. “Yes, I think you’re going to like trying out new toys. Games are always fun. Like playing don’t drop the soap.”
I wanted to giggle because that was going to be silly, but Daddy chased the giggles away when the fingers teasing my penis slipped between us. “I think you’d be naughty and would keep dropping the soap to tempt me.”
Giggles escaped but I couldn’t help it. “I…”
But giggles turned to moans again when Daddy’s slick fingers showed me just how he was going to start the soap game. “Oh…Daddy…”
My head was too heavy, so I rested it against Daddy’s as his finger slowly inched in and out of me. “That’s…”
“Yes, it’s going to be a good game.” Daddy’s voice sounded low and rough as he soaped me deeper. “You’re going to wiggle for me and moan, and once I have you, you won’t be able to get away from me.”
Daddy tightened his hold on me, pretending good and making his finger go faster. “I’m going to make you all mine.”
Pinching me harder and faster, Daddy found my happy spot and rubbed over it, sending tingles through me. “I’ll show you over and over why you want to be mine.”
Daddy was so good at playing games.
“I…I’ll be good…” Yes. I was his. “Yours. I’m. Yes.”
Tug.
Pinch.
Tease.
Tug.
Pinch.
Tease.
“Show me who you belong to.” Daddy nibbled on my ear and chuckled when I cried out. “Let me see it.”
I was really good at making Daddy happy because I started shaking and clenching around his finger, trying to get it to go harder and faster.
“Come for me.” Daddy was really good at making games fun because he helped me be good and obey. “That’s right. Good boy.”
I really liked being Daddy’s good boy.
I was going to tell him that once all my parts worked again, but by the time I was relaxed and his fingers weren’t playing the game anymore, I wasn’t thinking about being a good boy any longer. “I like playing with you.”
Turning around, I rested my head on his shoulder and pulled us both deeper under the spray. “Thank you for just having fun with me.”
Kissing my head, Daddy felt more like Pierce as he stroked my back. “I had fun too. Playing around. Teasing. It was a wonderful way to relax with you.”
He was so cute.
Wiggling my hips, I rubbed my soft cock against his hard one. “Only one of us is relaxed.”
Snickering, he slid one hand down and squeezed my ass cheek. “I think I remember hearing something about a bed tax. I think there should be some kind of shower tax.”
Trying not to laugh, I slid my hands between us and started caressing his chest. “Well, you did get me really clean, and once you have taxes, well, they just keep popping up in other places too.”
“They’re just sneaky like that.” Shrugging, Pierce kissed the side of my head. “It’s unfortunate but taxes are inevitable.”
I wasn’t sure about the unfortunate part, but I liked that it was going to happen on a regular basis.
“I pay my taxes. Don’t worry.” Making sure he could hear the desire in my voice, I started kissing down his neck and inching my way lower. “I will enthusiastically pay any and all taxes.”
Because I had the sexiest mate ever…one who played with me and cuddled me and never made me feel like I was out of place.
Groaning, Daddy hugged me tight as I flicked my tongue over his nipple, but he forced himself to relax his hold as I teased it again. “Only if…if you want to, baby.”
He was so good to me.
“I do.” Barely scraping my teeth over his nub had him letting out a long breath and giving me a quiet moan. “Hold me tight, Daddy. I’m your boy. Your mate.”
And he could hold me as tight as he wanted.
I had a dragon mate and I was going to love every possessive gesture. Every watchful glance. Every hug. Every rule he gave me.
“I want to kiss you and lick you and taste you…” So I kept going lower and lower until I was kneeling in front of him, nuzzling his cock and doing my best to ignore the hard floor.
It wasn’t too rough but I wasn’t going to stretch it out into a long edging session until I’d planned better. Daddy seemed to be on the same page because he grumbled something about hurting me, but I cut it off as I wrapped my lips around his cock.
Yep, best way to turn his brain off completely.