Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 45251 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45251 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
“I’m thinkin’ dessert comes first during aftercare,” he said. “I wanna get your sugars up, and you need something to do while I inspect your body.”
Oh, I could get used to this.
“But what do you need for aftercare?” I asked, following him into the bedroom.
“This is my aftercare,” he replied. He pulled down the duvet and patted the mattress.
I jumped right in!
“Just being with you, all the cuddles, taking care of you…” He smiled as I got settled, and he extended the ice cream bowl and a spoon.
“Thank you so much, Sir.” I immediately scooped up some chocolate ice cream with lots of nuts. “But so we’re clear, I wanna take care of you too.”
He smirked faintly and joined me in bed with his bag. “You can rub my left leg tomorrow. I don’t know what you did, but it’s hurting like a bitch. Oh, and my nose, you little shit. That came outta nowhere.”
I giggled around a mouthful of ice cream.
His nose looked fine. I hadn’t broken it, at least!
Maybe next time. Because there had to be a next time.
With a bottle of lotion in his grasp, he leaned in to give me a smooch, and then he eyed the ice cream with great interest.
I beamed and offered him a spoon, and he growled playfully and closed his lips around it.
God, he made my heart soar.
And what came next… Pure heaven. He gathered the pillows behind me so I could lean back, and then he spent a lot of time rubbing aloe into my skin. We talked about the event; he wanted to know if I’d been close to safewording at any point, what had scared me the most, what’d fucked with my head the most, and if there’d been anything I didn’t wanna do again.
I couldn’t say I’d been close to safewording, but in retrospect, I was glad we hadn’t gone further for my first time. The pain, I could handle fine. The mindfucking, however… Whoosh! It’d snuck up on me. All of a sudden, I’d been confused and frazzled and overwhelmed—and I made sure to mention I wanted much more of this in our future. Because the relief came after the excitement. When it was over and I got to cry it out and let go of all the adultisms and filters and tension. It was akin to the relief of the release after a beating. Only, now I was exhausted too. I felt like I could sleep for days!
“We’ll make sure you rest up,” he said, kneading my thigh. He brushed against my dick, but he did nothing further. Hmpf. I kind of wanted to get dirty now. “I was thinking—you don’t have the same sweet deal I do at work. I don’t work weekends.”
“I’ll make sure to include that in my contract if I ever get a Michelin star,” I quipped.
He chuckled. “Brat.”
Totally! Every day and twice on Sunday.
“My point…” he went on, “I’ll come in tomorrow and help you. It’ll cut your workload in half, and I get to spend more time with my boy.”
I swallowed and felt things fluttering inside my tummy. He was just…so kind and generous and amazing. Who’d known?! Underneath that grumpy, huffy, demanding chef was a super-caring Daddy who took care of me like he was born to do it.
I had to up my game. He couldn’t keep skirting my wish to give back.
One thing I could say, though. “I’m gonna fall in love with you embarrassingly quickly, Griffin.”
His gaze snapped to mine, his hands faltering in their movements on my thigh. He sure hadn’t seen that coming.
I smiled and leaned forward, and I kissed the surprise off his face.
He kissed me back tentatively, and then a little hungrier, until he cupped my cheek and broke away.
“You’re already such an important part of my life that I have no doubt I’ll beat you to the punch,” he murmured.
“Said the Sadist,” I snickered. “But no way. I’ll beat you…to it.”
He shook his head and captured my mouth in another kiss. “There’s another reason I wanna go into work with you tomorrow. I wanna see Adam’s face when you come in all scratched up.”
Oh shoot! I hadn’t even thought about that. Oh my God, that could lead to some misunderstandings. Good thing Adam wasn’t a complete stranger to kink. After all, Mister Jameson was his younger brother.
I was just gonna come out and say it. Daddy slowly, slowly, slowly pushing inside my bottom was the best way to wake up in the morning ever. I squirmed and felt a rain of little pains reminding me of last night, and it made me shiver and wince at the same time.
I hugged my stuffie a little harder and yawned into it. Meanwhile, Daddy let out a long breath of pleasure against my neck, and he gripped my hip as he buried himself all the way in.