Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
“And rewards.” I gave him another cheek kiss as he pulled my pants down to my thighs. “I’ll make sure you don’t forget those.”
Good boys got rewards.
That was the rule.
“You have an amazing memory, baby.” Daddy looked like he was thinking something silly but he forgot about being silly when he pushed my undies down. “And an amazing…well…spanking time, baby.”
Yep.
Naughty Daddy.
He was going to need a reward too later.
Daddy was a good boy for using nice words and I was a good boy for being happy. All the boys in the books said Daddies liked that and my happy liked Daddy.
And it was going to like spankings too.
I knew it.
I did.
Yes.
I knew it.
“Up on the bed with me, baby.” Daddy sat back further on the bed before helping me climb up and he was so good he even moaned quiet. “I’m definitely not going to forget your reward.”
Naughty Daddy.
He was so silly he made me giggle.
He liked that but he didn’t get distracted. “Over my lap. That’s right. My good boy.”
Oh.
Being over Daddy’s lap made me want to wiggle…but I got to hide even when my bottom squirmed.
I liked hiding.
Daddy couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to chuckle or be naughty and moan again, but he ran his hand over my bottom and eventually made a thinking sound. “Every time I spank your bottom, I want you to remember that I’m always going to take care of you and that you’re Daddy’s special boy.”
Yes.
I was special because I belonged to Daddy.
Nodding against the bed was easier than finding my words but Daddy made that hard. Big hard. Wow.
Kenzie was so smart.
My book friends were so smart.
Wow.
“Oh, that’s a pretty moan, baby.” Daddy made a soft sound as he spanked me again and sent sparks through me.
It was magic.
Human magic?
I was smart…I knew it was supposed to hurt but it didn’t and it was some kind of special magic…maybe Daddy magic?
The spanks made me achy and sparkly.
The sparks gave me wiggles.
The wiggles made me moan.
My moans gave Daddy happy sounds.
“That’s right. My good boy.” Daddy gave me more spanks on each cheek, making the sparks and wiggles bigger and bigger. “My special boy. Remember how special you are. I’m always going to take care of you, baby.”
Taking care of me was amazing.
“Yes…show me how good it feels when I take care of you, baby.” Daddy made quiet, happy sounds and squeezed my cheeks. “Good boy. That’s right. Rock for me.”
Rocking was…
It was….
I was…
“Yes, show me what a good boy I’ve got.” Daddy gave me one more spank of Daddy magic and sent the tingles flying through me. “Good boy. Yes. My good boy.”
I let Daddy fill me up with all the tingles and exploded when he made me so full I burst.
Boom.
Spankings were hard work.
Chapter 20
Agent Murphy
“Tingles is hard work too, Daddy.” My boneless, thoroughly orgasmed-out boy yawned and barely lifted his face off the mattress. “I…I was good.”
He was adorable too because it felt like I’d only gotten half his thoughts.
“You were very good.” And loved his spanking as much as I’d hoped he would. “I’m so proud of you.”
His beautiful pink bottom wiggled side to side as he pushed himself up and groaned. “I…I need cuddles.”
“That’s right.” Helping him up enough to turn to the side and curl into my chest, I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight against me. “Cuddles are important.”
He nodded against my chest, sighing and closing his eyes. “Because I’m special.”
“You’re right.” Kissing his head, I let him sink back into the relaxed headspace he’d found right after his orgasm…and before he’d needed to move to get his cuddles.
Because that was what we did after spankings and he liked following the rules.
But when rules were this much fun, I liked following them too, so I held him and kissed his head as he zoned in and out. When it seemed like he’d been filled up with cuddles, he wiggled his legs and huffed. “I’m stuck, Daddy.”
He was clearly still little too, so I sighed dramatically. “Oh dear. Let’s get that fixed and then we’ll…hmm…there was something I needed to remember.”
Klynn did his best to hide how ridiculous he thought I was and worked up the energy to lift his head and kiss my cheek. It was clear someone had taught him that was the best way for a little to manipulate their Daddy…and he was right. “You’ll remember. I know it. You’re the best Daddy ever.”
And he was the cutest schemer ever.
“Thank you, baby.” That deserved more kisses and a few more thought-filled sound effects before I had my ah-ha moment. “Rewards. You needed more rewards.”
Plural.
I hadn’t missed that part.
“Good boy, Daddy.” His snicker escaped that time and did a happy dance kind of wiggle. “I get lots. What do I get?”