Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Crossing my arms over my chest, I glared at him. “Is that the conversation you want to have right now?”
“Maybe.” Still considering it, he picked up a fat purple fake dick with ridges around it that made it look like it should’ve been attached to some kind of monster. “This one.”
Well, at least there wasn’t glitter on it.
Chapter 7
Terrence
Yes, I wanted to have the conversation.
I liked it when he laughed.
“I—” Daddy pulled my legs, tipping me over onto my back and making me squeak as he cut off my very important words.
“You aren’t going to argue about laughter when you’ve got your toys back and a Daddy to help you orgasm, are you?” He made that sound like it should be an easy question to answer.
“You’re sexy when you glare at me, but we both know you almost laughed.” I was right. “You can’t just—”
He could.
Somehow I’d landed with my legs spread wide, and him just resting his hands high on the inside of my thighs turned off my brain.
Daddy’s eyebrow went up as his hands tightened on me. “Did you want to continue that argument?”
The fact that he was going to such lengths to be right proved I was right…so I shook my head. “No, Daddy.”
I was right and that was enough to make me happy.
“Good boy.” Massaging his fingers higher, he got a very pleased with himself look when I shivered. “See? You’re making your Daddy happy just being a good boy.”
He was going to drive me crazy.
“I…I want to make you happy, Daddy.” Because that would help make me happy too. “Thank you for helping me find my toys…and…and for picking out my favorite dinner.”
Yes, it was definitely time to work in all the good things he’d done too.
“You’re welcome.” The look on his face was almost a smile but it was wicked and more like a smirk. It didn’t make me want to come but it did make me want to get fucked. “Now it’s time to give you another of your favorite things.”
An orgasm.
“Thank you, Daddy.” Yes, that was worth letting him think he was right. “It’s been a long afternoon.”
And a long week with as many times as I’d been interrupted.
“I’ll remember that.” His eyes sparkled but he was still trying to look very stern. “But you have to remember your manners…and that Daddy is always right.”
Bullshit.
But if it got me an orgasm…
And he had found my toys…
“I’m smart, Daddy.” So I was going to talk around agreeing with the ridiculous statement. “Your hands feel so good. Are you going to help me?”
He hadn’t really said what the plan was.
One lip tried to turn up at the corner but it froze when he nodded. “A little bit. You’re going to show me what made you feel so good the other day.”
I could not have been as loud as everyone kept saying I was.
But we’d have that discussion after my orgasm…and maybe after noodles and another orgasm…yes, I could be patient before winning.
“Do you like watching, Daddy, or are you just curious about how happy I get?” Either way was fine with me, but I needed to know what part was going to turn him on.
“Oh, Daddy likes both.” His fingers tightened and inched closer to my dick. “I’m going to like watching the toy slide into you and I’m going to love watching you cry out as you orgasm.”
Both was a very good answer.
But before I could tell him that, he took control of the scene again and tugged down my pants. “I can’t decide if I approve of the fact that all your pants are easy to take off or not.”
Giggling, I shrugged. “Buttons poke my tummy and make it harder to reach my penis.”
“Easy access is important, huh?” Daddy didn’t wait for me to answer before he pulled my sweats down another few inches so they were just under my ass. “Sexy underwear is a must too.”
Oh yes.
“I approve.” Daddy had a hungry look as he studied my cute briefs and finished tugging my sweats down. “We’ll have to do a fashion show later and you can show me what else you have.”
He had the best ideas.
“Do…” It would’ve been easier to tell him that if he hadn’t started peeling my undies down. “I…”
I’d been going to say something but whatever it was evaporated as he freed my cock and reached for my lube. “Yes…”
Best decision ever.
He smiled.
“Good boy.” Daddy didn’t seem to need a lot of words to be happy, which I approved of in the moment.
Eventually I’d find where my brains had wandered off to, but for the time being, I was content with the amazing view in front of me.
Daddy was getting my toy ready for me.
Yep, this was much better than just getting Secret Santa presents.
Daddy knew it too because his smirk was back as he wrapped lubed fingers around my toy and started jerking it off. “This is going to feel nice inside you, won’t it?”