Oh, Daddy liked that.
“Fuck.”
Not yet.
“That giggle.”
Made me look sweet and naughty and Daddy liked that.
He liked it when I flicked my tongue over his nipple too, but sucking on him like he was a binkie made his hips jerk and he squeezed the pillow tight. “God, that’s…”
Sexy.
I was his sexy boy.
Daddy liked sweet and naughty, so I rocked my hips and rubbed our penises together as I sucked on him. It made all his muscles tight and his fingers dug into my pillow like it was playdough.
“That’s…you’re going to make Daddy come, baby.”
Goodie.
Flicking Daddy’s nipple that time got even better sounds but I needed to be nice to both sides. Daddy thought he won when I released him but one big breath and I was back on the other side.
Sharing was caring.
Had to share with both sides.
Matching nipples were happy nipples.
“Fuck.” Daddy bucked again but my lips were tight and I was a good helper. “Play with my other nipple, baby. Rub it with your finger. Yes, flick it. God.”
Daddy was bossy.
But bossy Daddy liked kisses and flicks and nipple fun.
Sweet boy eyes.
Daddy’s innocent boy.
Aim all the love at Daddy.
“Fuck.”
Ha.
I won.
Best kisses ever.
But good winners made Daddies come lots, so I rocked and wiggled and let Daddy get me dirty as I sucked on his nipples.
“I really like kisses.” Daddy deflated and gave up trying to be a good boy. He moved his arms and wrapped me tight, so I stopped playing binkie with Daddy and just snuggled him. “You’re a really good kisser, baby. Those eyes.”
“I liked having a turn, Daddy.” I kissed his cheek and wiggled my hips again to make him groan. “Next time I’ll kiss more places.”
He laughed but he sounded like he’d been running fast. “You may kiss anywhere you want, but that was perfect, and we could do that every time and you’d have a happy Daddy.”
He was so silly.
