Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 27008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“Such a good boy.” He gave me one more kiss before stroking his hands over my chest again. “I can’t wait to show you the tub, ketzel.”
Kittens might not usually like water…but this one did.
“Is it big, Daddy?” Being a bit cheeky since he’d already been planning to torture me, I rocked my ass back against his obviously hard cock. “I like big ones.”
Now it was his turn to groan as I tried to hide my smirk.
“Oh, is that how we’re going to play?” There was a spark of challenge in his voice that made me want to laugh, and I had to fight to keep an innocent expression.
“I like playing with you, Daddy.” My voice was sweet and guileless, but I barely rocked back and forth just enough to rub my ass against his erection, giving me excellent plausible deniability. “You’re a wonderful Daddy.”
Oh yes, and I was going to love driving my wonderful Daddy just as crazy as he was going to drive me.
It was only fair, and I knew how much Daddy liked it when I was good.
His groan said so.
“My boy…” He drew out the sentence as he hugged me again. “So much temptation in such an innocent-looking package.”
Yeah, looking young for my age and having a blank face that looked innocent made work hard sometimes, but the fact that Daddy loved it made it all worthwhile.
“I’m your good boy, Daddy.” At least until I got to be his sexy, naughty boy.
I was getting a spanking.
Eventually.
As long as I survived my bath.
Just thinking about the tub and all the ways Daddy could torture me had every worry scattering. All I had room for was dirty fantasies and erotic wishes as he moved us into the bathroom and I got to see the biggest tub ever for the first time.
It wasn’t quite a pool, but it was large enough that there were two taps to fill it up, and I stood there marveling as Daddy kissed my cheek and went to start the water. He managed not to laugh as I stared at it, but his grin said he was barely holding back.
“That’s…” Bigger than what he’d described, honestly. “Why?”
He shrugged, looking sheepish. “Conner did the renovation on the bathroom a few years ago when he was between bigger projects.”
Ah.
Turning around in a circle, the lavishness seemed very Conner. “Let me guess. You were out of town?”
Daddy laughed and nodded. “Yes, we discussed the budget and what I wanted and he was doing a few things around the house. He managed to stay in budget, and somehow I ended up with a swimming pool in my bathroom.”
Shrugging, I gestured toward the rapidly filling tub. “Well, technically you can’t do laps in it or play games like Marco Polo. So…I think it still qualifies as a tub.”
Just a big one.
“Come here, you.” Daddy wrapped his arms around me, shaking his head as he hugged me tight. “You get one fine print notice every day. After that, I’m going to decide how to punish you.”
Oh.
That sounded like an interesting opportunity…to be poked at another time. I had my hands full right now and I was going to wait until after my orgasm to drive Daddy crazy. So I aimed wide eyes at him and gave my head a shake. “I’m your good boy, Daddy.”
For now, at least.
And for now that meant I had to keep my hands and my moans in check as he slowly started stripping my clothes off. Kisses and strokes and cheeky grins drove me crazy, and that was just him taking my shirt off.
By the time I was down to the tiny briefs, I was so hard I was shaking. Daddy looked like he wanted to eat me up, but his hands stayed on my hips, stroking along the edge of the fabric. “Oh, ketzel…”
Pleasure from his touch and excitement from how distracted he was raced through me making me even harder, and the way his fingers spread out as my cock throbbed said he hadn’t missed my reaction. “You look beautiful.”
God, he said…
Thoughts vanished as his hand moved and his fingers stroked along the length of my erection. “You’re almost escaping these, ketzel. I should probably punish you for wearing something sexy like this out in public. If I’d only known…”
I had a cheeky response, but it was lost in a haze of need as his finger focused on the head of my dick. “Just…just for you, Daddy.”
He took me at my word, finally easing the briefs over my dick and down my thighs. When they were a puddle at my feet, his hand ran along my erection, caressing it as he wrapped his fingers around me. “You’re even more perfect than I imagined.”
Fantasies and random wonderfully dirty thoughts flashed through my mind as he slowly played with me like he was trying to memorize every inch. Logically I knew he’d probably been thinking about us like this, but something about the look on his face and the tenderness in his touch made it all even more perfect…and more erotic.