Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
So I did.
He raised one eyebrow.
He wasn’t going to tell me to grow up or behave?
No rolling his eyes or telling me to function?
“I’m very patient, cutie.” Fraser gave me another quick peck and settled back against the chair. “Would you like bigger cuddles while you pout and drag your feet?”
Hmm.
“Yes.” That wasn’t hard to answer because he was a good cuddler just like he’d said. “Thank you.”
He made a pleased sound and immediately shifted me around so I was lying across his lap with my head on his shoulder. “There we go. That’s much better.”
Nodding because he was right, I wondered if him being a Daddy was the reason this didn’t feel awkward. It should’ve felt weird at the very least, but it didn’t. “Do Daddies make things like this feel more normal just because they’re Daddies?”
I wasn’t sure the question made sense, but he made a thoughtful sound and seemed to be processing it, so I didn’t try to rephrase it. “I don’t think so.”
He thought again and started rubbing my back. “I think it’s more about a Daddy finding this so normal and just what we’re supposed to be doing that it makes it hard for the sub to worry. Does that make sense?”
“Maybe?” I’d have to think about it more, but it felt like a good starting point. “You make things sound very rational even though I’m not sure they are.”
Fraser chuckled. “I think they’re very rational, so maybe that’s the difference?”
Possibly.
“But what did you think of our experiment?” Fraser’s chest jerked when I sighed. “So much drama in such a sexy body.”
He thought I was sexy?
“That’s not the part you’re going to focus on, cutie. I’m not going to get distracted.” His firmly delivered teasing had me sighing again. “Still waiting.”
Ugh. Daddies were so stubborn.
He should’ve listed that trait first so I would’ve been better prepared.
“Um, well.” What did I know? What would be easiest to talk about? “I…Okay, well, I didn’t stumble too much over using that title.”
That was good to know.
Fraser’s chest jerked, though. “What title? Let me hear you say it again.”
He was definitely the dramatic one between us. “You’re just trying to make me squirm.”
He didn’t bother denying that as he chuckled. “Yep. You’re really cute when you get wiggly and embarrassed.”
“That was not in your list of what Daddies do or why they like being Daddies.” He shouldn’t have left messing with their subs off of his list either.
Barely holding back laughter, Fraser shrugged. “Oops.”
Well, if teasing and shenanigans were appropriate, two could play that game.
Wiggling again so my ass rubbed right over his erection, I pressed my lips against his ear and whispered softly. “I called you Daddy and asked you for kisses. Wasn’t I a good boy, Daddy?”
Hmm.
Yes, I was starting to see how the word could be very useful in a variety of situations.
I was feeling very grown-up at the moment and Fraser was groaning in a very adult way too, but the Daddy part was still cute.
Yes, it was very multifunctional.
“Fuck.” Daddy groaned, his arms tightening and his hips pushing up against my ass. “Such a naughty boy too.”
Me?
No.
That’d just been for science.
I was the bug nerd that most guys ignored unless they wanted something or felt sorry for me.
“You were a very good boy for Daddy.” Fraser took control before I had to confess that I didn’t know what to do next. He nuzzled my head and shifted me around again so he could kiss along my neck. “You called me Daddy and you teased me and got back at me. You even made me imagine spanking my naughty boy’s bottom for trying to manipulate his Daddy.”
Oh.
Well.
“I…I had to test our experiment again and see what would happen…Daddy.” Yes, this required a Daddy to make sure he thought I was cute enough not to spank. I needed to do some research into why he thought that would be a good idea first. “Experiments have to be done several times before we can draw conclusions.”
Daddy made a thinking sound as he found the perfect spot to nibble and sent sparks through me. “I guess that makes sense, but now that you’ve tested our hypothesis twice, I think that means you should tell me what conclusions you’ve drawn so far.”
Shoot.
I’d done this to myself.
Daddy chuckled when I sighed, but once he started making thinking sounds and nibbling on me again, I knew he was prepared to be patient.
Daddies should come with warning labels.
“I…I liked it?” That’d come out more of a question than I’d intended, but aside from making me squirmy again, it wasn’t terrible. “It felt…some sort of sexy and cute? I don’t know a word that feels right.”
Because I’d never been in a similar situation before.
“I think that’s a good description.” He pressed a soft kiss right under my ear. “What else? I like hearing what you’re thinking. It makes me more confident when I know what you like.”