Page 30 of Wishes and Research

When I stopped moving my hand, he relaxed again. It wasn’t as helpful as he thought, but it wasn’t terrible as far as communication went. “Should I move my hand back?”

Paxton nodded against my neck but surprised me again. “I…I remember the word, Daddy.”

“Good boy.” Turning my head, I kissed his cheek as I caressed higher up his leg again. “Thank you for letting me know you remember the safeword.”

“It…it stops everything.” Repeating what we both knew was actually helpful and gave me a push in what I hoped was the right direction.

“That’s right. It’s important because sometimes saying yes is hard and no might be confusing.” As my hand got to his hip, I kept going and shifted him enough that I was rubbing his ass.

His soft moan said I was on the right track and something about the situation had his worries receding. “I can remember the color, Daddy. I promise.”

Mentally crossing my fingers, I nodded. “I trust you to keep that promise, but if we need to slow down, the color is yellow. Can you remember that too?”

Nodding again, he wiggled on me and took another mental step back from whatever had made him so anxious. “I can. I’m a good boy, Daddy.”

“You are.” And he seemed to be a needy boy. “And good boys get rewards, don’t they?”

Wondering just how touched starved he’d been before he’d curled into my lap, I kneaded his ass cheek and held him more firmly against me. Paxton’s nod felt confident but his tone was quiet. “I like rewards, Daddy…like…like before?”

Before meaning during our experiment?

“That sounds like a wonderful way to reward a good boy who was very brave.” In a variety of ways. “My boy tried an experiment and asked for something fun. And he remembered how much his Daddy likes giving rewards.”

Letting out a deep breath, he nodded and took the credit he was due. “Being brave gets me good rewards too, Daddy.”

He was going to do his best to find lots of ways to get rewards.

“It does.” Slowly widening my fingers, I ran my thumb along the crease where his thigh met his hip and eased it toward his groin before going back to massage his ass.

My goal was to test the waters to make sure we were both on the same page with what he wanted, but his quick pout helped clear that up. “Daddy…”

Chuckling would’ve given the wrong signal but it was hard to hold back. “Hmm, I think Daddy needs kisses first. Let me feel your kisses and then I’ll see about giving you a big reward.”

“Because…because I was a good boy.” Before I could even nod, he’d pressed his lips against my neck. “A very good boy.”

Who wanted an orgasm but wasn’t quite confident enough to spell it out given the new dynamics.

“That’s right.” With what he wanted clear, I stopped dragging it out and brought my hand to his hip again. “You’ve been such a good boy. I can’t wait to give you a nice big reward.”

A wonderfully needy whine escaped and it wasn’t anything like what I thought big Paxton would’ve thought he had to sound like. “Please…”

“Oh, sweet begging. I like that.” So it needed to be rewarded. “Such a good boy.”

Yes, we were going to spend lots of time reinforcing sexy sounds and submissive begging. Having more information from my cutie also made it easier to keep us moving in the right direction. With Daddy confident and my boy needy, I pushed his legs down because he didn’t seem to be able to do it himself.

“I see that my good boy is ready to play with Daddy.” His obvious bulge might’ve been what he was trying to hide but he didn’t use his safewords or tell me no.

He did, however, try to hide against me even more thoroughly, so a distraction was in order. “Kisses, cutie. Let me feel my kisses.”

Paxton took in a slightly nervous-sounding breath, but he kissed my neck and even gave me another as he worked his way higher.

“That’s right. Soft lips on a sweet boy.” A sweet boy with a hard cock. “You feel so good.”

I let him decide if that was about his lips or his cock, but either way it was true. His mouth was soft and his cock was hard, and they were both perfect. Just barely caressing along his shaft had him moaning against my skin, but he really lit up when I rubbed my palm down the length of his dick.

He shook and his arms wrapped around me so he could hug me tight, but he was brave enough to push his legs down more and give me complete access to his sexy body. “Good boy, that’s right. You know you belong to Daddy.”

Paxton nodded faintly against me, but I wasn’t sure if he’d registered what I’d said or not. “Please…please, Daddy…”

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