Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Daddy liked that.
His entire body seemed to go stiff. “Fuck.”
I had to tell myself again not to giggle, but driving him crazy was so much fun every part of me loved it. The wicked needy side he’d teased with dirty talk earlier even liked imagining what Daddy was going to do to get back at me later.
That side was eager but not always bright.
But what was smart was making Daddy feel special, so I ran one hand up his chest and played with the soft hairs covering him as I sank lower on his cock. I couldn’t help remembering his sexy idea earlier that I could suck on one of my toys when I was feeling needy.
Daddy had a wonderfully wicked imagination. But pointing that out was scary, so I focused on making him as happy as he’d made me. I caressed his chest and sucked on his cock, slowly working my way up and down on his cock, to make sure I’d loved on every inch.
When I was back at the tip, I licked around the head and flicked my tongue over his slit before taking him deeper again, and as I let his cock fill my mouth, I teased my fingers over his nipple.
“Fuck.” He sucked in a breath as soon as I rubbed the pad of my finger over the stiff peak. “That’ll make me come, baby.”
Daddy was very good at sharing important information…and he was right, good communication was important. Because otherwise, I wouldn’t have known to do it again…and I got an even better groan from him when I used my nail and sucked him harder.
Daddy had the best sub ever because he gasped and shook and came.
As cum filled my mouth, I swallowed around his cock and even remembered to give his nipple a light pinch since Daddy was very sensitive there.
Yeah, he liked that even better.
“Damn it, baby.”
Curses were definitely a good sign based on how long his orgasm went on for. But I wasn’t magic and couldn’t keep it going forever, so I had to release his cock when he finally went boneless on the bed. “Come here, naughty boy.”
I was still doing my best not to laugh as I climbed up his body so I could snuggle on his chest, but I was pretty sure he knew how funny I thought he was based on his huff. “I’m going to figure out what I need to punish you for. It just might take me a while.”
No laughing.
No laughing.
Hiding my face against his chest as I took a deep breath, I had to work to keep the giggles in check. “I just wanted to make you happy and to feel close to you, Daddy.”
He scoffed. “I believe that, but I’ll still figure it out. Because wanting me happy does not mean you weren’t enjoying fucking with me.”
The giggles escaped.
“Yeah, you sound very innocent.” His dry tone only made it harder to stop laughing. “You’re very lucky this was a wonderful date and I’m feeling very good right now.”
That didn’t help much, but the warm, fuzzy feeling it gave me finally made me feel cuddly again. “A very wonderful date, Daddy.”
Rubbing my cheek against the soft hairs on his chest, I did my best to fight off a yawn. “And I’m going to communicate and be very good.”
Because I couldn’t remember what treat he’d promised me but there was a punishment hanging out there if I didn’t fill out the limits papers.
“I can’t wait to see my good boy’s answers so I can do wicked things to him.” He said naughty things so nicely I almost forgot to blush and squirm. “But for now, I’m going to cuddle my tired boy before I tuck him into bed. You’ve had a long day.”
“I’m not tired yet.” I was just going to take a few deep breaths and close my eyes for a second. “I didn’t yawn.”
No. No yawns here.
Chapter 12
Dante
Here you go. I did it. No dawdling. But good Doms keep their promises.
To say Ruslan’s text was odd would’ve been an understatement. I knew part of it was about him sending back the limits questionnaire because that email had popped up at almost the same time as the weird text message.
Frowning at the screen for a few seconds, I did my best to clear my sleep-addled brain before I responded.
Thank you for sending it back so quickly and not ignoring something as important as this. But I want you to remember that good subs work on being good communicators.
My text back was probably equally as vague, but I figured it would give me a few minutes to get caffeine and figure out what the fuck he was trying to make me feel guilty for forgetting. But since it was barely seven in the morning, I wasn’t going to rush through either.