Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 63601 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 318(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63601 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 318(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Daddy’s eyes flashed wide. “That’s a limit I am completely in agreement on.”
“Good.” It seemed like another good time for a cheek kiss. “What are your thoughts on sleeping arrangements?”
His first reaction was to close his eyes and groan, but since it wasn’t helpful, I decided to be patient through the sound effects. “Okay, so I hate the idea of making a bad impression on your parents if it’s not necessary.”
I love how he knew sometimes it would be necessary to upset them…it showed how smart he was.
“I’m going to predict that sharing a bed will make your mother happier because it will show…something related to commitment and us…us becoming one?” Daddy straightened his head and opened his eyes. “How did I do?”
“Amazing. A plus on the weird parent situation.” Unfortunately, this wasn’t something they could prepare us for in school. “She had a long rambling explanation but it boils down to us being fine to share a bed as long as it’s what we want.”
Daddy’s frown was cute, not worrying. “What do we want?”
I was kind of assuming we meant me, so I answered honestly. “Um, I want my Daddy with me at night so I can have attention. It’s exhausting to have to be a full grown-up all the time around them. And they’re not great grown-ups, so someone else has to be the one to take charge.”
Good intentions did not mean good outcomes.
“You don’t have to sleep in my bed, though. We could get a blow-up mattress or move an actual mattress from a guest room into my room too.” I was flexible. “What are you thinking?”
“That I’m not having sex in your house so that your mother understands our souls are bonding or whatever she’ll say.” Daddy was back to looking like he wanted to laugh or sigh…another sign he was smart. “I don’t have a limits or moral issue in sharing a bed with you, but I don’t want her pushing you into something you’re not ready for.”
Best Daddy ever.
“I won’t. I’ve had lots of practice telling her no and sticking to it. She can be exhausting but she honestly wants to support me.” It was sweet and maddening most of the time. “I’m more worried about you.”
“I’m pretty sure we’re at a slightly unhealthy level of watching out for each other and we’ll keep circling around it if we’re not careful.” Daddy’s brows pulled together and he sighed, but he wasn’t frustrated at me. “Okay, sleeping together…actual sleep…what is your limit on that?”
“Green.” Having to answer him was easier than needing to have the conversation with my mother. “What are you?”
Daddy smiled and I got a quick peck. “Green.”
“Good.” That was solved. “We did great.”
Laughing, Daddy shook his head and snuggled me closer. “I think you work better under threat of your mother than me being nice…at least when it comes to limits topics.”
I couldn’t help groaning and curling into him. “She’s scary and really nosy.”
“Yeah, like assuming not sharing a bed might mean sexual Puritan rather than slow and careful.” He huffed when I giggled. “Being picky about sexual partners is not a bad thing.”
“Nope.” I liked that he was picky…and that he’d picked me. “We’ll get there when we get there.”
We probably needed to work our way up to that…but…
“But while we’re not letting anyone else dictate that part of things, we get to say what we’re comfortable with.” Kissing his neck, I grinned as I made him shiver. “So while I’m big and feeling confident, how about we explore more limits?”
I was going to do my best to remember I had a boyfriend and a Daddy…and I was going to start by not letting little me have all the fun.
Chapter 15
Levi
“Confident is what we’re calling this, huh?” It wasn’t the word I’d have used but it was a good one…especially with the way it made him chuckle and kiss me again. “I approve of confidence.”
And I also approved of the way he’d been going back and forth on how big he was…but if he wanted to pretend to be a full grown-up for the time being, I was good with that.
“What else do you approve of?” Still giggling, he kissed my neck again and started nibbling his way up to my ear. “I approve of kisses.”
“Well, we know that I approve of kisses…but did you know I approve of kisses all over?” That seemed to be what he was looking to get to based on how funny he thought the whole situation was, and I was glad when his snickers said I’d played along correctly. “I’m very green about anywhere your lips can go.”
Part of him thought that was hilarious, but another part rocked against me. Thankfully, that seemed to mean both parts of my boy approved of where things were headed. “I’m green about putting my lips all kinds of places.”