Page 88 of Wishes and Research

I couldn’t decide if I was excited to come or wanted to pout because of all his sweet torture.

Just him smiling at me could make me hard, so I’d been aching for most of the day.

As he rubbed against me just right and I moaned, fighting the urge to thrust up against him, he giggled. “Daddy, the big spoon needs special lotion.”

My groan was slightly dramatic but made him snicker. “Daddy won’t make it until the big spoon finds the lotion. You’re kill me.”

He thoroughly enjoyed hearing that but wiggled himself into a sitting position. “I’m a good finder.”

Thankfully, it was in a logical place and the first one he looked—the nightstand drawer on my side of the bed. Having the lube in his hot little hands just made him giggle even more but I loved his happy sounds. They radiated confidence and joy, and they meant he felt secure with me.

I might be the only one who ever got to see this side of him but that just made it all the more special. I was his mate and he was ready to show me how he was going to take care of me. Kissing my cheek, he slid off my lap and onto the bed. “Roll over so we can cuddle, Daddy.”

Thank the dragons above.

Some of that must’ve come through in the bond because as I rolled over and shifted higher on the bed, he let out a naughty giggle. “Daddy’s impatient.”

I scoffed before pushing my ass up and wiggling it at him. “Yes. You’re very good at teasing your Daddy.”

The combination of silliness and praise got a naughty snicker and he leaned over to kiss my ass. “Daddy’s got a pretty tushy.”

Now Daddy was the one laughing but that seemed to be his goal because I could hear him trying to subtly squeeze out some of the lube. So I played along and wiggled my butt again. “I’ve got a naughty boy who’s still teasing his Daddy.”

More giggles…but if I’d had to describe them, I’d have said they were slightly thoughtful and less silly.

It probably didn’t make any sense but when a flash of happiness and confidence filled the bond, I knew he was ready before he’d even lain down beside me on the bed. Whatever overthinking he’d been doing seemed to be done as he kissed my shoulder and inched closer to me. “Come be my little spoon, Daddy.”

One arm came under my head as I rolled over and he pressed a soft kiss to my neck. “I love you so much, Daddy, and I’m going to take good care of you.”

There was no doubt in my mind about that, so as he kissed me again and his lubed finger pressed against my ring, I tried to push that confidence through our bond. Paxton sighed and kept kissing me, and I couldn’t feel any worry or hesitation as he eased his finger inside me.

He’d already started stretching me in the shower, even if he’d been doing his best to pretend he hadn’t been, but there was no ignoring what he was doing as his finger slowly fucked me. My sweet boy kissed my neck and nuzzled against me, making happy noises every time I let out a pleased groan.

There was a small voice in the back of my head that was worried he’d get stuck at this point, but he carefully added a second finger without overthinking it…and I was very grateful. The stretch was perfect and I moaned, clenching around his fingers.

His laughter that time was low and sexy and he gave me another kiss. “You like this part.”

It wasn’t really a question, but it was a lot from him, so I nodded. “Oh yes. The stretch and the heat from it are perfect and it teases me about how good the rest is going to be.”

We’d clearly had different experiences with this particular activity, so I tried to think about how to describe it from my perspective. “I love being close to you and feeling you inside me. I love knowing you’re taking care of me and you’re going to make us both feel so incredible.”

Paxton made a soft, pleased sigh as he nuzzled against me, but I wasn’t sure what he was thinking. The bond was just filled with tenderness and happy emotions, but beyond that I was left wondering.

Especially when he kissed me again and his fingers eased out of me.

Had it been too much?

Some of my questioning thoughts must’ve come through because he made a soft shushing sound and pressed tighter against me. “I’m right here.”

Giving me another kiss, he reached between us and I felt the head of his cock press against me. Pushing out against him pulled him into me and he moaned as my body tightened around him for the first time. “Oh…Daddy…that’s…”

Better than he’d imagined.

“That’s right. Hold me tight.” Paxton wrapped his other arm over me, pulling me against his chest and kissing my shoulder that time. His cock sank him deeper into me and the stretch of him filling me was so good my eyes nearly rolled back in my head.

And that was before he started playing with my nipples.

I wanted him to understand just what he was doing to me, so I found our bond and imagined it getting wider and more colorful. His shimmery thread was the iridescent color of some of his beetles, and I felt it almost pulse under my mental caress.

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