“I…” Whining, he turned around in my arms and hid against my neck. “I always thought about doing it that way and I know it’s not the same thing as being your Dom…but…but I don’t want to do a bad job.”
Oh.
“Would it have been easier if I’d already done it?” My boy was a fascinating cutie because he nodded without reservation. “Well, would it make it easier if I explained that I’ve got toys like dildos that I use on a regular basis?”
Chipmunk went still but after a few seconds he nodded. “Yes. I know that’s—”
Oh no.
“Ah.” Cutting him off got a giggle but it made my point.
“It’s perfectly fine, Daddy.” Feeling cheeky again, he straightened and kissed my cheek before snuggling against me, not hiding any longer. “I don’t know what you thought I was going to say.”
His level of ridiculous bordered on the absurd sometime.
“We’re going to have to practice so that sounds more believable.” I kissed his head as he giggled. “It’s a long-term skillyou’ll need to master if you want to get something over on me eventually.”
From what I’d seen, it was something every married couple needed at some point, but we had time to figure that out…and we’d start when he finished giggling.
Chapter 24
Teddy
He was thinking really long term—I just knew it—and that made the whole situation even funnier.
I’d kind of always thought he’d been…exploring things a lot more than I had, so in my head fantasies were one thing but I’d assumed reality would be different.
Realty was very different…just in ways I hadn’t predicted.
Daddy had waited for me.
That was kind of a lot of pressure, though.
But it wasn’t rocket science and he already knew how to do it.
“You…you asked any questions about that kind of stuff when you were taking the lessons, right?” He nodded. Thank God. “And you’re comfortable with that…arrangement?”
Just because I’d always been the one to fuck him on his bed in my fantasies didn’t mean real life would work the same way.
“I’m pretty sure I’m going to like it either way.” Did I need to explain that? “I said that penetrative stuff was good. We talked about that. It’s on my list. So was having sex when we were ready.”
I hadn’t died getting that done which had been unexpected too.
Daddy snorted.
“You’re trying to damage my ego because I didn’t give you the gossip about the caterer. That’s what this is about, right?” His sigh was so dramatic he made me laugh again. “You can’t hold stuff like that against me. Gossip around here is survival of the fittest and you didn’t tell me about the guy in your class.”
My favorite part about the whole thing was that he was so ridiculous about gossip and tea party stuff that he might’ve actually been serious.
“No, Daddy.” Giving him another cheek kiss, I snuggled back into him. “Logical discussions just make me forget how sexy you are. Sorry.”
He huffed and puffed before letting out a long sigh. “I guess I can understand that I’m the only one here who finds logical discussions on getting fucked sexy.”
He was so weird.
But he was sexy when he was dramatic and being insane…and I probably needed to apologize to make it up to him. It might’ve sounded like I’d changed my mind or wasn’t turned on by him. Everything he did was sexy. I just forgot that included practical discussions too.
Kissing him seemed like a good way to start apologizing, so I pressed my lips against his neck and slowly started working my way up. “You’re always sexy, Daddy.”
