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Daddy was amazing in general and a damned good researcher.

Nerds made the best Doms.

“Yeah.” Trying not to let him distract me, I mostly managed not to push my bottom back and grind against his dick. Mostly. “Sometimes they just get stuck inside and then they burst out. That’s when I usually end up in trouble in the playroom.”

He made a soft thinking sound before rubbing my stomach like he was soothing my stress. “I think we’ve found a better wayto help you deal with stress. Spankings and tinglies after a good cry are much healthier.”

I was pretty sure someone could easily debate that, but if the choice was between throwing crayons or a spanking, I’d take the spanking.

“Me too.” It’d been fun too. “Everything about that scene was perfect, but technically you could’ve spanked me harder if your goal was to leave more color.”

I lifted up on my toes so I could wiggle my cheeks right over his growing erection. Daddy hadn’t put on his clothes yet so I was going to take full advantage of it. He groaned and the way his arms tightened said he appreciated my effort. “Naughty boy.”

Just a tiny bit.

“Nooo, Daddy.” Tilting my head to the side so he could give me more kisses, I moaned when his lips went back to caressing up my neck. “I’m just being your good boy. You like giving me kisses.”

He snickered but he kept giving me more kisses, so I knew I was right. “We need to work on your definitions.”

Oh no.

I wasn’t going to agree to that, so he needed a distraction.

“You’re not a teacher, Daddy. You’re so silly.” Yes, my questions. “What do you do? And how did you know I looked you up online?”

He groaned again but he straightened and let me turn around in his arms. “Fine. That’s a very reasonable question.”

“It’s not magic, so what is it?” He was very smart and very sneaky.

He also dragged his feet by giving me a quick peck. “Daddy needs clothes.”

Since technically he was right, I nodded and let him walk away and hopefully gather his thoughts into an answer. But as he dug a sexy pair of briefs out of his dresser, he started explaining sooner than I’d thought he would. “Well, I have an algorithm that tracks when anyone searches my name.”

Huh?

He said it so calmly that I wondered if I’d misheard him.

“Then that information goes into a database where it’s sorted based on specific parameters. We have people that keep track of information reporters are looking for.” Daddy sounded like he was explaining this to a new hire. “There’s a specialized filter that sends information on certain people directly to me, though.”

Oh.

Ohhh.

“I’m special?” I managed to let Daddy put his undies on but then I jumped into his arms. “I’m on your special list?”

Daddy smirked and nodded as he held me tight, carrying me in his arms. “Yes, little monkey. You’re special. I put you on the list as soon as I got home last night.”

“I was nosy, Daddy.” That made him laugh since he already knew it. “I was thinking about you and curious and I was ready to see you again.”

“You were, huh?” Daddy tried to look skeptical but he was very silly. “You weren’t just bored and browsing around the internet?”

“Nooo.” I kissed his cheek and looked very cute. “I missed you and I was thinking about you flirting with me and giving you cuddles.”

And lots of other things.

“I’m glad you were thinking about me.” Daddy still looked like he wanted to laugh but he liked that I was nosy. “It gave me a good reason to spank your bottom.”

It’d been the best reason.

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