“Green.” Having to answer him was easier than needing to have the conversation with my mother. “What are you?”
Daddy smiled and I got a quick peck. “Green.”
“Good.” That was solved. “We did great.”
Laughing, Daddy shook his head and snuggled me closer. “I think you work better under threat of your mother than me being nice…at least when it comes to limits topics.”
I couldn’t help groaning and curling into him. “She’s scary and really nosy.”
“Yeah, like assuming not sharing a bed might mean sexual Puritan rather than slow and careful.” He huffed when I giggled. “Being picky about sexual partners is not a bad thing.”
“Nope.” I liked that he was picky…and that he’d picked me. “We’ll get there when we get there.”
We probably needed to work our way up to that…but…
“But while we’re not letting anyone else dictate that part of things, we get to say what we’re comfortable with.” Kissing his neck, I grinned as I made him shiver. “So while I’m big and feeling confident, how about we explore more limits?”
I was going to do my best to remember I had a boyfriendanda Daddy…and I was going to start by not letting little me have all the fun.
Chapter 15
Levi
“Confident is what we’re calling this, huh?” It wasn’t the word I’d have used but it was a good one…especially with the way it made him chuckle and kiss me again. “I approve of confidence.”
And I also approved of the way he’d been going back and forth on how big he was…but if he wanted to pretend to be a full grown-up for the time being, I was good with that.
“What else do you approve of?” Still giggling, he kissed my neck again and started nibbling his way up to my ear. “I approve of kisses.”
“Well, we know that I approve of kisses…but did you know I approve of kisses all over?” That seemed to be what he was looking to get to based on how funny he thought the whole situation was, and I was glad when his snickers said I’d played along correctly. “I’m very green about anywhere your lips can go.”
Part of him thought that was hilarious, but another part rocked against me. Thankfully, that seemed to mean both parts of my boy approved of where things were headed. “I’m green about putting my lips all kinds of places.”
So not all places?
I was assuming I knew where he was going with that, so I nodded. “I’m green with feeling those kisses.”
And with exploring anything else that came up.
I wasn’t quite at thetell his mother we were having sexphase, but I was at theshow my partner I was committed and attracted to himphase.
“Are you green with going upstairs to explore kisses?” Rocking his hips forward again, probably to make sure I knew what he was talking about, Teddy finally reached my ear and nibbled as he whispered. “I think I’d like some privacy for that.”
Absolutely.
“I think that’s a wonderful plan, but you have to walk up the stairs first so I can fantasize about spanking you.” He couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to laugh or moan, but it wasn’t a no or a safeword. “I’m going to think about spanking a sexy pink bottom while I’m kissing all kinds of places.”
His squeak said that was an interesting idea but he was still clearly nervous about it. “How…how pink?”
It seemed to be a question about how hard I’d spank him, so I ran my hands down his ass and squeezed one cheek. “Just a little bit the first time…pretty enough to give you some sexy color and to make you squirm and hump my lap.”
That had his entire body clenching like he was imagining how it would feel. “Would…would you really kiss it after…after my spanking?”
“Oh yes, I’d stretch you out and kiss you and nibble on that sexy pink bottom of yours until I made you hump the bed and beg to come.” Massaging his cheek, I kissed his head and rocked forward to show him how turned on I was too. “You’d have todecide if you wanted to come during your spanking or afterward when I was giving you kisses…unless you’re so good you deserve both.”
Tightening around me, Teddy squirmed and whined again, responding without words before he could get more out. “I…I want to be good for you, Daddy.”
Patting him just hard enough to remind him what we were talking about, I hummed and tried to sound thoughtful. “Well, if you were my good boy getting a spanking just to make me happy, I might be very generous with your orgasms, but if you were a naughty boy who needed to be punished, I might make you work for it.”
