Page 35 of Culture and Curiosities
’Cause I was cute.
He laughed again.
“Because you’re wiggly and naked.”
Daddy could hear everything.
Giggling, I wiggled my hips, rubbing my cock against his. “I like distracting you and I like you in my head.”
“It is…vibrant, my mate.” Daddy lifted his head and stole a kiss, filling my mind with smiles and happy feelings. “Just like you.”
“You’re vibrant too.” Giving him two cheek kisses, I straightened again. “You’re quiet on the outside and big on the inside. Just for me. I love that, Daddy.”
His eyes sparkled but he nodded. “We don’t…my people do not project the same emotion publicly as you, but they are for our mates and I will always share them with you.”
“Because I’m special.” I giggled as Daddy tickled my ribs, making me squirm over him again. “And ticklish, Daddy. I’m ticklish.”
“Yes, you give me wonderful laughter and your body gives me wonderful views.” Daddy looked down at my still happy dick. “Come here, my beautiful mate.”
Daddy wrapped his arms around me, rolling us over until he was on top again and had me pinned to the bed. “My distracting mate.”
He looked stern, but he was smiling inside and thinking naughty thoughts. “I was supposed to be exploring your body, naughty boy.”
“Oops.” Giving Daddy wide eyes, I pouted. “Do you need to help me remember to be a good boy, Daddy?”
I sent him a detailed picture just in case he didn’t understand the game.
He did.
Well, part of him did because he rocked his hips and rubbed his cock against mine as I pulled him tighter with my legs. “You must learn that you can’t distract me.”
Shaking his head, he frowned and sent shivers through me. “You’re still doing it. Rubbing your body against mine…naughty.”
Naughty was the best.
“I’m sorry, Daddy.” Kind of. “Are…are you going to spank me?”
Was Daddy ready for spankings?
“It can’t be helped.” Shaking his head, he pushed up on his arms and loomed over me like the bad guy from a movie.
It was sexy too but nothing was going to beat my spanking.
Ha.
Beat.
“Your mind is wandering. Your behavior is questionable. Corrections must be made.” Sitting up on his knees between my legs, Daddy slowly eased his shirt over his head, looking like the sexiest strip show I’d ever seen even if he didn’t seem to realize it. “But don’t worry, I won’t get distracted as long as you’re a good boy.”
That definitely hadn’t been a worry…but now it was.
“Distracted from what, Daddy?” Had I missed something? He made my brain go in circles. “I’ll be good.”
Stroking one hand down his sculpted chest, he frowned like he thought I was being confusing or ridiculous. “Your orgasm, my mate.”
Ugh.
Daddy was learning to Daddy entirely too well.
