Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
He’d made the perfect world for both of us without even realizing it.
“I know you’ve listened to the magic you couldn’t even feel yet and let it guide you to get you ready for me.” In practical matters and with things like exploring his little side instead of ignoring it.
My only regret for him was that he hadn’t found someone wonderful to take care of him until I’d found him.
But I couldn’t go back in time and fix that, so all we could do was talk about his insecurities and move forward.
“And I love you more than anything, baby boy.” After knowing how special he was, how could I not?
Chapter 23
Alick
“I love you too, Daddy.” I couldn’t get more words out. I wanted to but they got stuck behind the lump in my throat.
“I can feel that, baby boy.” Giving me another wonderfully squishable hug, Daddy relaxed his hold after a moment and went back to rubbing my butt. “I can feel love and need and worry, but that’s okay. We’re not in a rush. We’ll tackle things one at a time, and all you need to remember is that your Daddy is very patient.”
“And kinda devious.” My ridiculous response made him chuckle and I could feel the laughter through his body and our bond. “Daddy, you’re not supposed to make me feel guilty by being sweet.”
“Bullshit.” Daddy snorted after giving me his favorite curse word. “That’s what Daddies are supposed to do. We push until our little realizes that we’re not going to let them hide from what they want.”
Ugh.
“Sometimes I wish you were stupid.” Not all the time…just sometimes.
He thought that was funny too, but he also popped my bottom, making me squeak. “Did I tell you that I’m patient? Oh, and did I mention I already peed and had coffee?”
Groaning again, I could feel his conviction and something that felt very earnest. “Yes, Daddy. You mentioned that.”
And I knew he meant it too.
“Tell me…tell me about chasing me again. I liked that story.” And being trapped while he told it would make it even better.
“You like naughty bedtime stories, huh? I’m going to remember that.” Daddy sounded very pleased with that discovery and something in his voice made me blush. “Oh, you feel so shy but you’re really not. You’re a naughty boy.”
Only sometimes when I forgot to be a worried one.
“Naughty boys have to be punished and put in their place.” That really shouldn’t have been so erotic but something about Grady’s voice alone sent a shiver through me…and that didn’t even count what the idea did to me. “They need to remember who they belong to and who controls them.”
I tensed and moaned as I felt myself rocking against his hand again. “But…but I’m a good boy.”
Wasn’t I?
His quiet, disbelieving sound said he wasn’t convinced about that either. “Oh, I think you’re going to realize what a naughty boy you are once the chase begins.”
He was going to chase me.
“I…I’ll be scared, Daddy.” Yes, that was what I’d feel, right?
“Hmm…I think your heart will be pounding and you’ll feel a rush of panic, but then you’ll remember who’s chasing you and what I’m going to do when I catch you.” Daddy made a low, sexy sound and gave my butt a firm smack.
It wasn’t hard enough to be a spank, but it was just enough to put thoughts in my head.
Naughty thoughts where I was punished.
Shoot, I wasn’t a good boy.
Moaning, I was glad he couldn’t see my face but I knew he could feel exactly what the threat did to me. Just the feelings he had to be sensing through the bond would’ve been enough but there was no way he could ignore—
“Oh, my naughty boy has a stiffy.” Making a tsking sound that made it seem like he was shocked or disappointed, he sent crazy emotions and fantasies whirling through me. “You like one thing I’ll do to you.”
Oh yes.
And he liked it too because I could feel how hard he was pressed against my legs.
“Only wicked boys get stiffies hearing about how they’re going to be trapped against a tree and have their bottoms bared for a spanking.” Somehow the shocked tone in his voice made it sound even naughtier. “After being chased and stalked, you should be scared and submissive. But you’re going to be hard and needy.”
He’d really do it.
He’d chase me and spank me.
Shaking, all I could focus on was the fantasy he was spinning and trying to decide if he’d really do it or not.
“Now I just have to decide if I’m going to make my naughty boy run naked or if I’ll let him start with his clothes on.” Pure erotic pleasure flowed from Grady and I knew he could picture the scene in his head. “Maybe I’ll let you start clothed, but every time I catch you, I’ll strip one piece off. Then when I let you escape, it’ll be even more fun.”