Page 45 of Wishes and Research

Paxton made a pleased sound but didn’t question how I knew he was the right man for me. He either just understood what I meant or he was too distracted rocking his hips back and forth. It was probably the second but I was going to lie to myself and say it was both. “Daddy…”

Yep, that moan said both.

“That’s right.” Working my thumbs into the tense muscles of his ass, I did my best to ignore the way his tight little hole was peeking out at me as he pushed up into my hands. “Daddy’s going to take care of you and give you rewards when you’ve been a good boy.”

Nodding against the bed as he made another needy sound, he seemed to be hanging on to consciousness for dear life. “I…I can climb in your lap and I can…I can get cuddles.”

I had a feeling he meant naughty cuddles, but he was so fuzzy-brained and distracted that he could’ve been talking about a variety of things. “Yes, you can always sit on my lap and cuddle with me.”

As the muscles under my hands eased, I spread my fingers and slowly shifted the massage to one that was less functional and more playful. It earned me an even better moan from Paxton and a shiver ran through him as I dug my fingers into his ass cheeks.

Something about being exposed just did it for him, but he wasn’t in the right headspace for me to poke at it. Still, it gave me something to think about and a way to tease him during his massage. “Daddy’s pretty boy. I love how good you’re being for me.”

He blushed, turning his head and burying it against the covers, but he wasn’t going to let his orgasm vanish just because he was embarrassed. “I…I was your good boy, Daddy.”

“You were very good before and you’re being good now. You’ve relaxed and you let me make your muscles feel better. You’ve even let me touch you and see what a beautiful body you have, cutie.” That got another embarrassed sigh from Paxton but he also moaned when he flashed his sexy hole at me again.

“Daddy…” Need was definitely still winning his internal war. “I…I need my reward, Daddy.”

Oh, he needed it a lot to push for it.

“I agree.” Leaning over him, I braced myself beside his shoulders and kissed his neck. “You can stay on your tummy for your reward, or you can roll over on your back, or Daddy can pick.”

His needy sounds quieted for a moment but he tilted his head in an obvious plea for more kisses. Since I completely approved of such sweet begging, I pressed my lips to his neck and started working my way along the sexy column, licking and nibbling as he finally whined. “I…I like kisses and you on me, Daddy. I…I like that.”

“Oh, such a good boy.” The praise seemed to send a shiver through him and earned me a sweet whimper. “I’m so proud of you for telling me what you like.”

I could make that work and give him a good orgasm too.

“I…” Paxton sighed, relief seemingly flooding through him. “You like knowing what I want. You’re my Daddy.”

“Yes, and Daddies like knowing all the ways their littles can be happy. The food ways like nuggets and mac and cheese dinners.” His giggle and the way he hid his face against the bed made me smile. “The sweet ways like what cuddles they like and their favorite toys.”

There was something wicked in his snicker that time and I knew he was ready for the wicked bits of my teasing. “The naughty things their littles like and what gives them tinglies.”

Oh, such adorably naughty laughter.

He nodded, though, clearly expecting that answer and very glad to hear it. “But I’m your good boy, Daddy.”

That made me chuckle, but when I started rocking against him, rubbing my bulge against his ass, his happy sounds turned needy. “You’ve been very good, so you’re going to get a nice big reward.”

And his moans were back.

Rewarding his sounds, I nibbled on his neck and lowered myself down so he could feel me pressing him into the bed. I’d have quickly moved if he panicked or went too still, but he gave me another happy, needy sound and rocked back and forth under me. “I…I’m stuck, Daddy.”

“Yes, you are.” Letting him feel my teeth, I deepened my tone and finally rested my full weight on him. “You’re all mine, so I’m going to trap you and keep you here with me.”

Whatever he’d tried to say got lost in his moans and the shiver that raced through him, so I went back to kissing and grinding against his ass. “You’re Daddy’s good boy, but you’re all mine. Daddy or not. I’m going to wrap you up tight and never let you escape.”

Without the sexual elements it might’ve been creepy, but he was too turned on to worry about it being serious. No, his only concern was getting more attention on his sexy cock. “Please…Daddy…I was…I was your good boy.”

He was my needy boy now.

But since the game was to reward him and not drive him crazy by edging him, I pressed a kiss below his ear and slid one hand under his hip. That earned me a sexy begging sound and he tried to hump my hand but I wasn’t at his cock yet. “Does my sweet boy want humpies?”

Oh, that scrambled his brain and he nearly came.

A jolt running through him seemed to fry some important brain cells, but he managed to nod and whine as he desperately wiggled…not that he could go too far. No, my boy was completely trapped and having that front and center in his brain only turned him on even more.

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