Kisses all over meant pants had to come off at the very least and if we both didn’t realize that, we needed to have more conversations.
God, he’d hate that.
Yes.
He stepped closer to move my hands to his pants faster and reached for mine. “I can help.”
“You’re a good helper.” And a cute little but we’d see what happened with that. “You can help take off my underwear too.”
“Me too.” He gave his hips a wiggle as I slid his pants down to his thighs. “I picked them out for you.”
How he could say something that sexy in such a cute voice I’d never know.
“You did a good job picking them out.” Could I tell him how sexy the tiny briefs looked on him? “I really like them.”
When he beamed and made a happy sound as my jeans slid to the floor, I decided I could shift the praise toward the naughtier side. “They look sexy on you.”
That got an adorable giggle but his smile was wicked as he studied me and gently peeled my boxer briefs down. “You look nice too, Daddy.”
Nice, huh?
As I tried to decide how to respond to that, he snickered. “Nice undies.”
“I think someone is teasing their Daddy.” He tried to give me wide eyes and shake his head, but his laugher kept spilling out and ruining the game. “I see that grin.”
He thought he was hilarious and crashed into me as he let my underwear slide to the ground. “You’re sexy too, Daddy.”
I knew the exact moment he noticed my erection because the giggles stopped and he made a soft sigh. “Yes…Daddy’s sexy too.”
Well, that was good to know.
I wasn’t sure my ego could’ve handled cute.
Thankfully that didn’t seem like it was going to be an issue, and neither was his shyness because he reached for my cock and barely tickled the end with one finger. “If I can kiss, I can touch. Right, Daddy?”
Barely holding back a moan, I nodded and kissed his head. “Yes, if you can kiss, you can touch. I don’t have any limits on kisses or touches from my sexy boy.”
Teddy let out a tiny giggle but most of his focus was on more practical things than my calling him sexy…and the erection waving around in front of me seemed top on his list…even more than his own beautiful erection.
“I get to kiss you.” He seemed to think I needed the reminder as I stepped out of my clothes. “It’s my turn first.”
“I think that’s a good plan.” I was not going to talk him out of exploring me no matter what he seemed to think. “I won’t get distracted trying to kiss you first.”
Yep, the way he leaned back to frown at me said he didn’t believe that at all.
“Okay, I might’ve done it on accident, but now that I’m thinking about it, I won’t.”
That was more believable based on his smile.
“My turn.” He gave me a sweet cheek kiss before quickly stepping out of his own clothes and pulling me toward the bed. “Lie down, Daddy.”
Showing him that I wasn’t going to distract him seemed like the best plan, so I went obediently and tried not to laugh. He looked very pleased with himself as I stretched out on his bed. “Good boy, Daddy.”
My raised eyebrow and scoff got another giggle from him, but he jumped on the bed beside me, completely unphased. “My turn.”
And since it was clear he was very confident about that, I put my hands behind my head and waggled my eyebrows at him. “I’m excited about your turn.”
Snickering, he did a happy wiggle and shifted to straddle my legs and plop his naked bottom on my lap. “My turn.”
