Page 23 of Who's Your Daddy

Both was a very good answer.

But before I could tell him that, he took control of the scene again and tugged down my pants. “I can’t decide if I approve of the fact that all your pants are easy to take off or not.”

Giggling, I shrugged. “Buttons poke my tummy and make it harder to reach my penis.”

“Easy access is important, huh?” Daddy didn’t wait for me to answer before he pulled my sweats down another few inches so they were just under my ass. “Sexy underwear is a must too.”

Oh yes.

“I approve.” Daddy had a hungry look as he studied my cute briefs and finished tugging my sweats down. “We’ll have to do a fashion show later and you can show me what else you have.”

He had the best ideas.

“Do…” It would’ve been easier to tell him that if he hadn’t started peeling my undies down. “I…”

I’d been going to say something but whatever it was evaporated as he freed my cock and reached for my lube. “Yes…”

Best decision ever.

He smiled.

“Good boy.” Daddy didn’t seem to need a lot of words to be happy, which I approved of in the moment.

Eventually I’d find where my brains had wandered off to, but for the time being, I was content with the amazing view in front of me.

Daddy was getting my toy ready for me.

Yep, this was much better than just getting Secret Santa presents.

Daddy knew it too because his smirk was back as he wrapped lubed fingers around my toy and started jerking it off. “This is going to feel nice inside you, won’t it?”

Nodding excitedly, I dug my fingers into the comforter on the bed and pushed my hips up to help him remember the plan. “Please, Daddy?”

Oh, he liked begging too.

But instead of making him grin, he got a sexy, serious face and looked like he was ready to fuck me into next week.

Definitely a do again.

“Do you want Daddy to help or are you going to show off?” His low tone sent a shiver through me, but I knew just by the look on his face that he’d like either option.

“Will…” He was so distracting. He brought the toy right to my hole but barely kissed it. “I…”

Shoot.

Words.

Fuck.

“Will you start, Daddy?” Yes, that was a good plan. “Then…then I’ll do it.”

Yes. I was amazing.

His expression said he was in agreement on that too. “I like that plan, cutie.”

Daddy liked it so much he didn’t make me wait to start playing. The little kiss he gave me turned into a sexy French kiss as the toy slid deeper inside me, the little ridges around it sending shivers through me. “Yes, I can see why you like this one.”

Daddy’s approval sent even more pleasure through me…but some of that might’ve been because he was slowly fucking me with my favorite toy. Or it could’ve been because he was watching me. Oh, and touching my legs. And making sexy sounds.

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