felt about sex, but he liked control and he didn’t seem to mind touching me. I had a feeling it would be a perfect combination even if we never did anything beyond that.
“Yes, Daddy.” His finger ran over the head of my erection, slowly making circles around it.
How was I supposed to talk when he did that?
“Are you going to be a good boy and let me dress you however I want? Are you ready to give up more control to Daddy?” There was an excitement in his voice I hadn’t heard before. Daddy liked the idea of controlling more about our life even if he hadn’t always wanted to admit it.
“Yes, Daddy.” It probably felt like something big to him, but compared to some of the stuff I’d fantasized about it was simple. “I’ll be good.”
Unfortunately, that seemed to be the sentence that stopped his gentle exploration of my dick. He moved his hand back to my hip and carefully nudged me closer. “Good boy. Now lie down so we can finish your spanking.”
Obeying him was all I wanted, but there were so many questions running through my mind and so many images it was hard to move. I just wanted to hold on to that moment forever.
As I finally stretched out over his lap, my jeans at my knees and everything in me bubbling up with crazy emotion, I took a breath and closed my eyes. Daddy stroked my back and for a moment I thought the soothing touch was because he was worried, but as he started to talk, my fears faded away.
“That’s my good boy. I know you’ve wanted this for a long time.” His hand caressed over my still somewhat covered ass before going up my back again. “I think more than anything this is going to make you mine.”
My chest tightened and I could feel my eyes prickling, but I nodded. He was right. I’d waited for years for this moment, and I knew that it would be a turning point for us…and for him especially.
Daddy made a low soothing sound as his hands continued to explore my back. As I relaxed against his body, he moved back down to my ass. “That’s better. I can feel the energy vibrating in you, but don’t worry—your Daddy will give you everything you need.”
The promise in his voice sent a shiver through me, which pulled a low chuckle from him. “Yes, very excited.”
All I could do was nod against the cushion, but Daddy didn’t seem to mind my lack of words. Thank fuck he’d gotten better at reading my body language.
I’d grown so used to the slow caress over my back that when he began easing the boxer briefs down my ass, it took a few seconds to realize what he was doing. He was so confident in his movements that my ass was bare before I had time to process it.
Then he touched me again.
My skin.
My ass.
I moaned as his fingers trailed over each cheek and then tantalizingly close to the middle where I was desperate for his touch. But I wasn’t going to beg or influence him. I could wait for as long as it took because I’d never expected even this much from him.
“So smooth and so soft.” His touch made it clear he was talking about my ass, but it was still so surprising. “It’s going to look very pretty when it’s nice and pink. I’m beginning to see why so many Daddies online talked about keeping their boys naked after a spanking.”
I couldn’t help the blush that crept over my face and he must have seen it because he chuckled as he squeezed one cheek. “I think you’d like being displayed for me.”
I probably would.
I had a feeling I was going to be the naughty instigator in our relationship, but it seemed like he was starting to appreciate that quality in me.
The barest of nods had him chuckling again, but that time it was low and heated. Did he realize how sexy he was when he did that?
Probably not.
“Yes, I bet you have all kinds of wicked fantasies you haven’t shared with your Daddy. That’s very naughty too. I think we’re going to have to discuss your penchant for hiding things from me.” There was a confidence and almost a swagger to his voice I hadn’t heard before.
He knew what he was going to do to his boy…to me.
Nodding again, I made a low noise I hoped he understood was a