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)
“Like make brownies and cake.” Giving me the same naughty snicker he had when we’d talked about the pups, he seemed to think cake and inside tail pups were at the same level of shenanigans.
“I like making brownies for you.” And I’d like playing with the pups with him as long as it got more of those giggles.
“We can have cake later, Daddy.” Giving me a cute cheek kiss, he hopped up off the floor. “You have good plans.”
Wait.
Had that been what I’d said?
His wide-eyed smile and adorable attempt at being innocent said I was right to question his assumption, but the way he stripped off his clothes in record time was distracting enough that I knew he’d win about the cake in the end.
Chipmunk was just too distracting when we were both naked and he was planning shenanigans. “You have good plans like kissing and wiggling and cake, Daddy.”
Yep, he was the cutest little manipulator ever.
But before I could thank him or come up with a better response, he climbed on the bed and on me, and I ended up flat on my back with a naked boy wiggling on me. “I like kissing and wiggling, Daddy.”
We both did.
He cut off my slightly cheeky response with sweet little kisses and naughty wiggles, though, getting a moan from me as he rubbed our erections together. Whatever he was thinking or just getting from me had him giggling again and rocking his hips faster. “Wiggles.”
Naughty boy.
He was perfect.
“I’ll do a good job, Daddy.” He was very earnest about that, but it seemed to mean climbing further onto the bed based on how he climbed over me, dragging his cock over my face. “Hurry. You have to move. You’re heavy.”
“I was stuck.” Giving his happy dick a side-eye as I rolled over had him laughing so hard he fell back onto the bed. Thankfully, he had a big enough mattress that he didn’t go overboard, but our first purchase in the new house was going to be a king-size bed.
“Stuck by my penis.” He thought that was so funny he said it several times and only stopped when I plopped down at the head of the bed. “Ready.”
He was still snickering but seeing me in place was more distracting than how funny he was. “Kisses and wiggles.”
“Because I’m tired.” His bed did feel good considering how early he’d gotten up. I’d gotten my first text from him at five and he hadn’t slowed down since then. Meeting my friends for the first time was more nerve-racking for him than I’d anticipated, but it’d gone great. “I’m ready for wiggles and kisses.”
Wearing an ear-to-ear grin, he straddled my hips and started his wiggles with my erection tucked between his cheeks. “Wiggles.”
Groans.
My dramatic sound got more happy sounds from him and had his cock jumping around to wave hello. “It’s going to attack me again.”
Chipmunk seemed like he’d find that funny until the day he died because he immediately started snickering and rolling his eyes. “That’s not how it works, Daddy.”
Leaning over, he braced his hands on the bed and proceeded to educate me by rocking back and forth so his erection could stroke against my stomach. “See?”
Oh yes, and I felt it too.
“I don’t know…” Pretending to yawn again had him trying not to laugh. “You’re going to have to prove it to me.”
As he curled over and hid his face against my chest, I sighed. “And don’t forget my kisses. You said you were going to do the kissing and wiggling.”
He managed to keep his laughter mostly silent but it was impossible for him to hide how funny he thought the whole thing was. That didn’t mean it wasn’t turning him on, though. Nope. Chipmunk was having fun in multiple different ways.
And the way he’d gone back to rocking over me and showing me how good he could wiggle was one of my favorite ways.
“I’ll keep you awake.” He proved his point by finally shifting from giggles to kisses and he started with my nipples again. “No naps for Daddy.”
Damn straight.
He was going to do his best to keep me wide awake and moaning, but instead of starting his hard work by playing binkie again, he gave them just a few nibbles each before wiggling lower.
Wiggly kisses were the best kisses.
An eager boy giving wiggly kisses made it amazing.
Especially when every sound I made got more giggles from him.
“Wiggles and kisses and wiggles and kisses.” His happy singsong words made me want to laugh but what he was doing to me made me moan…because he was having fun entertaining himself as he kissed down my chest, clearly working toward a specific goal. “Wiggles and kisses and wiggles and kisses.”
I was going to end up coming just because of wiggles and the view of his ass waving side to side. He was keeping time to the song and making sure to rub his body across my cock with every move he made.