Page 61 of Awakening His Daddy

I direct him to wrap the red lights I found around the first ceiling beam, the green around the second, and then the red around the third.

I help him by holding the ladder and keeping the lights untangled.

I don’t watch his perfect ass and thighs flex while he balances himself. Or think about sucking his dick whenever it’s at eye level.

“You’re staring at my junk again.”

“I-it’s right there, and I’m not looking, I’m just… It’s right there and it looks so good. I want to nuzzle it.”

“Nuzzle it?” he asks.

“Yeah, just a quick nuzzle.”

“There is no way that’s all you would do with my dick if I let you touch it.”

“Set clear rules, Daddy, and I’ll listen.”

He comes down one step and leans against the ladder. “Fine, a quick nuzzle.”

“Really?!” I gasp.

“Quick,” he reminds. I nod and basically throw my head at his crotch.

The soft bulge is so warm and enticing. It smells so manly, and it’s getting larger as I rub my face against it like a horny cat.

“I said quick.” But he doesn’t move my head away.

“I heard.”

He grabs my hair and pulls me back before he leans down and gets right into my face. “Do you want to get punished?”

Hell yes.

“No, Daddy. I want to be so good for you.”

He glares and roughly shoves my face back into his crotch. Then he uses his hair to move my head up and down before he pushes me gently back.

“Keep acting up and I’ll have to punish you.”

“I’ll be better.” Or naughtier, it depends, but my arm still hurts. Maybe I don’t want any more pain, but a good spanking might help me forget.

“I think I need more medicine.”

Daddy stops what he’s doing and climbs down the ladder.

“I’m sorry, I got distracted and forgot.” He takes my good hand and leads me to the kitchen. “Do you need a snack too?”

“No, I’m fine.”

“Here.” He hands me a yogurt. “Just have something small. We don’t want your tummy to get upset again.”

“I don’t like yogurt.”

“Fine, have a granola bar.”

“I don’t like granola bars.”

“Fine, have an apple.”

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