Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 57034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
“Of course not, Daddy.” Hmm. “Do you have cookies? I like cookies.”
They’d only had grown-up desserts at the special restaurant.
Oh.
“The restaurant, Daddy. I forgot to say thank you for making me special.” More cheek kisses for Daddy. Back and forth. “I like being special.”
Daddy groaned again but he was stubborn too. “I want to make you feel as special as possible, so you’re going to stop distracting me and let me try to have special cuddle time with you.”
Daddy was going to make my tummy funny if he wasn’t less brave.
“I know either of us can safeword at any time and I’m not going to get upset at you if something feels weird to me.” Daddy seemed to know all my big fears and some of the little ones too because he just kept going. “It’s okay if it makes one of us excited but not the other. It’s okay if one of us gets excited and the other just gets cuddly and falls right asleep.”
Me.
I’d be a good sleeper.
“I like naps, Daddy.” He needed more kisses, so I gave him one on each cheek. “But…but I don’t think I’ll sleep right now.”
I was too wiggly and I was excited too.
Daddy chuckled and squished me against his chest. “No, I don’t think you’ll have that problem this time. I think you’re going to have other problems.”
“You said that’s okay too.” He did. “But we don’t have to play with them. They won’t fall off.”
So far she’d been right, so I wasn’t worried about it.
“But if I wanted to play with yours, would that be okay?” Daddy didn’t look too worried but he kept explaining, so he must’ve been tiny worried. “It might be relaxing for me to play with it and you’d like it too.”
“Only if you’re having fun.” Everybody had to be having fun or no one got to play. That was one of the important rules too. “We have to leave our pants on if only one person is going to have fun.”
Daddy blinked. “Oh. Okay, that rule only applies in regular relationships. If one person is a Dom and one person is a sub, then a lot of the time that rule isn’t the same as with regular relationships.”
“Are you sure?” So far if the man wasn’t going to play with me too, I wasn’t going to play with him. Too many people didn’t know how to share and it had taken me a long time to realize that. “I’m not naughty.”
“Neither of us are naughty if only you get played with. Promise.” Daddy smiled and kissed my head. “I might be thinking too much when we’re having fun and I just decide to focus on you. I will like that just as much as if we’re playing at the same time.”
“I’ll be sad if you get sad because I picked wrong.” I didn’t want either of us to be sad. “You got to promise again.”
Daddy’s hand stroked my head before he wrapped it tight around me again and snuggled me lower so I was almost lying on his lap. “Promise. I won’t lie about that. I will tell you if I’m feeling left out, but I think I’m going to really like playing with you while we have special cuddle time.”
Well, he was Daddy.
“I trust you.” But I was going to let Dally have him if he made me naughty.
Chapter 8
Elias
Somehow, I was pretty sure he’d dated worse assholes than I had if he was just as worried about only one of us coming as he was the whole nursing for the first time part.
It had sounded like he was more worried about that if I was being honest.
“Thank you for trusting me, baby.” Kissing his head again as he snuggled back into me, I realized I had to show him that not only could I nurse him without him worrying but that I could make him come and keep my own clothes on and have that be fun too. Oh, and there had to be appropriate elements that he could include in his story to Dally’s family.
What had Dally’s father done?
Had he bought another timeshare?
What else could he have bought that was dumb enough to make him worried about what his wife would do?
A lot.
Since guessing would keep me up all night googling strange things, I focused on my adorably skeptical little.
Oh, he was trying to be trusting but his trust would only go so far based on his grumpy expression. He was expecting chaos to descend any second and was set to defend himself or me. I still couldn’t decide why we both had to come but I was pretty sure there was a bad date somewhere that would explain it.
Filing that question away to ask Dally later, I danced my fingers up his chest. “What do you think about tickling?”