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“Oh, but Daddy is very uncomfortable, baby.” Focusing on his obvious desire and the very practical relief I knew he could provide made it easier to ignore the voice in the back of my head that was a pain in the ass. “Help Daddy, baby.”

Having it framed that way had the last of Dessie’s reservations popping in an instant. “I’m your good boy, Daddy.”

Nuzzling against me, he worked his way lower and pressed his face against my pecs, taking in a deep breath. “Yes. Very helpful.”

Had that been what he’d wanted to begin with?

Acknowledging that I was going to have to get better at communicating about his needs and desires, I kissed the top of his head. “Yes, you’re a very good boy for Daddy.”

As a shiver raced through him, he closed his eyes and pressed as close as he could to me as he inched closer to one nipple. “Yes…I’m…Daddy makes the rules.”

And he couldn’t be making Daddy nervous if Daddy made the rules.

Yep, I was going to have to be the grown-up in our relationship so my little didn’t worry.

“That’s right.” Giving him one last spank, I shifted his lips closer to my nipple. “And Daddy says it’s time to beveryhelpful.”

His happy sigh was enough to chase out the last of the gremlins in my head and I smiled as he wrapped his lips around me and started to suck. He did it so naturally, it was like there was no hesitation in him when it came to being intimate in that way with me.

Dessie made it impossible to be worried when he was so relaxed and happy to take what I could give him. It seemed to be the ultimate way for him to tune out the rest of the world and it was something only I could give him.

“That’s right.” Kissing his head again, I settled back against the bed and stroked my hands over him. “You’re making Daddy feel so good. That’s my good helper.”

Dessie was a naughty little at the most innocent of times, but he wasn’t really in his little headspace at the moment, so I didn’t even think before I ran my hands over his ass. There might’ve been a split-second hesitation as I dipped one finger in his slickopening, but that quickly vanished as he moaned around my nipple.

To say that felt good would’ve been an incredible understatement and I found myself moaning with him. Before I could decide if I was embarrassed by that or not, Dessie gave a happy wiggle and used his teeth to tease my nipple before going back to sucking.

So, of course, I had to make sure he remembered who was in charge.

I gave him another firm spank before sinking two fingers deep inside of him. His whole body twitched before he whimpered and started grinding himself against me. As he licked and went back to sucking on me, he peeked up at me and gave me an adorably manipulative pout.

His acting was good enough to reward, so I started fucking him faster, thrusting my fingers in as deep as I could. “Only good boys get to come. Remember that.”

Oh, just the hint of being punished was enough to send another shiver through him and his hips started moving frantically. I wasn’t sure if he was chasing his orgasm as fast as he could or if it was just too naughty of a threat for his body to ignore, but either way it was hot as fuck to watch.

That didn’t mean I was going to let him rush, though.

“No, go slower. I want to enjoy my time with your lips and your needy hole.” It wasn’t anything that I’d ever even considered saying to someone else, but Dessie’s eyes nearly rolled back in his head and his body clenched around my fingers.

Yes, I’d gotten it right.

Positive feedback was incredibly important in any job done well.

As he got his body under control, Dessie whined and shifted to slow, thorough sucks and his hips settled on just grinding against me. “That’s right. Good boy.”

His good behavior earned him slow thrusts where I was still sinking in deep. It left him desperate for more, but it was technically not a punishment. Dessie couldn’t decide if he wanted to whine and beg for more or try and be good, and watching my naughty boy’s mental conflict made me hard as a rock.

“You’re so slick for me. I bet I could just sink inside you in one thrust.” It was mild as far as dirty talk went but something set him off like a rocket.

In seconds, his body tightened and his orgasm exploded, sending cum up my chest as he milked my fingers like his lips were milking my chest. I’d clearly done something perfectly, but fuck if I could figure out what it was.

It felt like it should’ve been obvious, so I didn’t want to look stupid and ask. But itwasn’tobvious and I wasn’t ready to admit that quite yet.

So I ignored it.

Well, I ignored whatever had set him off and focused on the parts I could identify.

His bad behavior.

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