Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22969 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22969 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“Okay.” Keegan picked up a block, but instead of putting it away on the bookshelf, he stacked it onto another cube. His tower was under construction once more.
I was confused. I knew he was hungry, and he agreed to pick them up. So why was he still playing? I shrugged and figured he wanted to get one last stack in before putting them away. But I watched as he knocked them over, laughed, and began to build again.
“Keegan, baby, it’s time to clean up. I need to get some food in your belly.”
“I will in a minute.”
“Okay, make this the last stack, please.”
“Okay.” The blocks went up, they came crashing down…and then they were getting stacked again.
I didn’t understand what was happening until I noticed the hopeful expression on my boy’s face as he watched me out of the corner of his eye. But what could he be hoping for by…ohhhh. It took me entirely too long to realize what was happening. My sweet boy was being naughty because he wanted to be punished.
I sat up straighter and put authority behind my voice when I told him, “Keegan, I’ve told you it’s time to stop playing. Why are you still going?”
A smile burst across his face before he tamed it. “Because it’s fun.”
“I understand that, but it’s time to eat. Listen to Daddy and put your blocks away.” He held eye contact with me as he placed another block, making my cock twitch at his defiance. It appeared I enjoyed punishments as well. “I’m serious, Keegan. If you don’t listen to Daddy, there will be consequences.” I could hear the huskiness in my voice as clearly as I could see the heat building in his gaze.
His tongue traced slowly across his lips as he positioned the last block on top of the stack, and his hand hovered beside it. “Don’t you knock it over,” I warned. “If you do, Daddy will have to bend you over his knee.”
“You promise?” he asked as he arched his eyebrow, and I had to bite my lip to hold back both a smile and a moan. He was pushing all my buttons in all the right ways.
“I do, so you better put that hand down unless you want mine across your bottom.”
He didn’t try to hide the shiver that rocked through him, and didn’t pretend to hesitate as he flicked the top cube, making the whole tower tumble to the floor.
“You were warned,” I told him sternly, my hand already twitching with anticipation. “Stand up.” Keegan rose to his feet without a word of protest. “Come here.” My boy took small, slow steps towards me. I may have thought he felt remorse if he wasn’t wrestling the grin from his lips.
As he shuffled forward, my eyes grazed down his body, and I had to bite back another moan when I caught sight of the bulge beneath his short skirt, making it even shorter. The lump swayed back and forth with the swish of his hips. I swallowed the puddle of drool forming on my tongue so that he could clearly understand my words.
“You didn’t listen to Daddy, and that earned you a punishment. Do you understand?” He nodded, but I insisted, “I need to hear it.”
Another shudder rocked through him, making his bulge bounce deliciously. “I understand. I was naughty for not listening. I’m sorry, Daddy.”
I had to stop myself from forgiving him and brushing it away, because I knew that wasn’t what he wanted. “Thank you for apologizing, but that doesn’t take away the consequences we talked about. This will help you learn to listen better next time.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Before we begin, I need you to tell me a word you’ll use if you need me to stop.” I never wanted to accidentally hurt him, so a safe word was very important.
“Pickle,” he responded quickly.
“Good boy. Use that word if you need to. If I hear ‘pickle’, everything stops. Now, lay across my lap with your bottom facing up.”
Keegan draped his body across my thighs, and my eyes rolled back in my head for a moment from the feel of his hard dick pressing into the meat of my leg. His ass was positioned perfectly on my lap, and the fabric of his skirt barely covered the flesh of his cheeks.
I took a deep breath to steady myself before pushing the cotton over the swell of his ass, but I still wasn’t prepared for what I found. It was better than anything I had imagined many, many times since we met. Over his plush, creamy cheeks was a pair of panties made from red lace.
“How-” I cleared my throat when my voice shook with desire. “How many spanks is it going to take for you to learn your lesson?”
Keegan looked over his shoulder with a sassy smile. “How many do you have for me?”