Page 64 of Daddy’s Naughty List (Dirty Daddies 2024 Anthology #4)

Chapter Nine

Rhett

Inching up the smiley face jammies that somehow grown-up Stirling hadn’t thought too silly to wear on a regular basis, I kissed my way lower until I was teasing skin and his shirt was up by his neck. “A good sub who plans ways for his Master to thoroughly enjoy him should definitely be rewarded.”

And my cutie’s favorite reward was to be fucked.

We played around with switching it up occasionally, but he liked bottoming.

And I liked giving him what he wanted… especially when he went to such lengths to make sure I knew what he wanted.

“I like being rewarded.” He moaned and squirmed as I dipped my tongue in his belly button. “ Master …”

He liked it but he said it felt weird and he made the cutest face every time I did it. “ Baby …”

I couldn’t resist fucking him again quickly before nibbling right around the edge as his belly pushed up. “So sexy.”

“That’s…” He whined but his hips thrust up, trying to get more attention to his hard cock. “Please…”

“Please more? Okay.” Before he could do anything else but groan and try to hump my chest, I had his legs pinned and was fucking his belly button again.

The combination of being held down and tortured in such a fun way had him moaning and hiding behind his hands. “That’s… I’m…”

His default was to tell me how good he’d been, so I had a feeling that was what he was trying to say, but I didn’t let him get the full thought out. Every time he got close, I switched between fucking and nibbling, and I didn’t stop until he shivered and a jolt raced through him.

“No orgasming. Not until I’m inside you.” He was close enough that I eased off the teasing and began working my way lower again.

His entire body melted into the bed for about five seconds as he caught his breath. He couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to sigh or whine, but his hands fell to the mattress and he shivered as I nudged his pajama bottoms lower. “That’s so weird.”

Chuckling, I used my teeth to tug down his briefs so I could kiss the base of his cock. “It makes you squirm and you whimper so sweetly.”

Between moans, he couldn’t seem to help rambling as I licked the base of his dick. “Every… every time I forget how wicked you can be… you… you remind me.”

“Aww, that’s so sweet.” It was sweet enough that I freed the rest of his cock. “Thank you.”

“I… I have no idea what…” His chest came off the bed as I scraped my teeth around the head of his cock, but he didn’t let a little torture stop him. “You’re sweet and tender and then… and then you fuck my belly button and try to eat my dick.”

“I’m just nibbling and playing.” He was so dramatic… and sexy when he tried to fly off the bed again. “And I was just kissing your belly… Would you like me to fuck your belly button?”

That had a jolt running through him that felt like he’d stuck a fork in a light socket.

It wasn’t a no.

“ Master ?” Wide-eyed, Stirling popped his head up and looked shocked as I tugged his clothes down his legs. “That’s…”

Evidently, it wasn’t something he’d run into in a dirty book yet.

“Going to be fun.” Reaching up once he was finally naked, I dipped one finger in the little well in his stomach as I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock.

I was a genius… and managed not to kill myself on his dick.

Swallowing most of his length when he bucked up without warning, I pinned him back against the bed as I wrapped my fingers around the base and slowly rose off his erection. As he tried to decide if he’d rocketed himself into space or not, I went back to licking around the head of his cock and teasing his slit with my tongue.

His brain wasn’t working enough to know how to respond with words… but it was working enough to have his dick jumping around. The makeshift cock ring kept him from actually coming, but I knew from previous conversations that he was feeling like his orgasm was bouncing around inside him like a Ping-Pong ball.

Stirling was so lost in his own body that he didn’t notice me sitting up until I’d pushed one leg toward his chest and had him spread open beautifully. “You…”

Yep.

Me.

Since it seemed like his orgasm had stopped trying to escape, I released his cock and used my free hand to push his other leg up. “I made you beautiful. Yes.”

Oh yes.

Stirling’s mind hadn’t caught up yet, but he relaxed into the bed and spread his legs wider, automatically giving me what I wanted. “You’re so…”

There were a thousand different ways that sentence could’ve ended but I chose to believe he was as smart as he was sweet. “Thank you.”

Giving him a quick peck got a fuzzy-brained smile from him, but as I braced myself over him and slid my dick against his slicked entrance, he shivered and gave me a needy look. We both knew what he wanted but he was going to have to wait a bit longer.

He might’ve gotten himself ready but I wasn’t going to skip the fun parts. Driving him crazy was one of my favorite parts of making love to him.

“You know, I could straddle your hips and rock my dick forward.” Mirroring the action between his legs, I gave him a soft kiss as I fucked with him. “I’d have you pinned to the bed, and every time I thrust forward, my dick would press into your belly button.”

His mouth was kind of gaping when I kissed him that time, but I didn’t mind. It just gave me the chance to flick my tongue in and tease his. “In and out. Do you think you could come like that?”

I was pretty sure the combination would blow his mind at the very least, because just imagining it was making Stirling dumber by the second. “That would. I’d…”

When that was all he could get out, I nodded and kissed him again. “It would be, and you’re right, you’d come so hard.”

He didn’t want to nod but his head barely jerked before he stiffened his neck. I managed not to laugh but it was sexy and just adorable. “If you came, I’d have to reward you.”

That had his eyes blinking and some of his brain tried to engage as he shivered. “I… reward?”

“Yes. If you came hands-free from just my fucking your belly button, I should probably reward you.” Pretending to think about it, I gave him another quick kiss before sitting up and grabbing the lube off the nightstand. “It needs to be a good reward.”

A fun one.

Stirling looked appropriately nervous about the idea, but he also moaned as I slicked up two fingers and his brain started to imagine what would happen next. “I… I like rewards.”

He was so cute when he was distracted.

Rubbing my fingers together, I closed the lube and tossed it onto the bed, bringing my hand back to his sexy body. “You love rewards. Oh, how about after I fuck your belly button, I let you climb on my lap and fuck yourself.”

I wasn’t sure if he’d connect the dots but sparks must’ve fired off to activate a few brain cells because as I slid my fingers inside him, he gasped and had a light-bulb moment. “Bouncing. I like bouncing.”

“That’s right. You do.” I couldn’t help wondering which sides of him would enjoy bouncing on my lap, but it’d be fun to explore. “You like all kinds of bouncing.”

His mouth fell open as my fingers teased his prostate, and I couldn’t decide if it was a reaction to the sensation or to whatever was going on in his head, but I loved it either way. “That’d… I’d…”

That’d be insanely overstimulating?

He’d be overwhelmed?

“It’s going to be so much fun.” And to make sure he associated the idea with naughty fun, I gave his prostate more attention before wiggling my fingers to give him another stretch.

His body pulsed around me, almost coming, but he managed to hold it back as his eyes rolled around like dice inside his head.

Stirling made a strangled sound that said he was a bit too close, so I eased off on the fun and went back to barely fucking him. It kept him on the edge but it wasn’t enough to push him over. It did, however, prove that he’d done a wonderful job getting ready for me.

So as he slowly came down from his high, I eased my fingers out and spread the remaining lube down my cock. It gave him just enough time to blink and clear his head, finally looking at me and realizing what we’d been doing to begin with. “Master…”

He was so cute when he lost his brains.

“That’s right, baby.” Bracing his legs with my arms, I stretched out over him again and let the tip of my dick kiss his opening. “And you’re my beautiful sub.”

Pressing into him, I waited a few seconds to let him get used to the sensation and then slowly inched deeper. “There are so many ways I could reward my boy, but for the time being, you’re going to come when I’m fucking you, aren’t you?”

Nodding eagerly, he clenched around me before relaxing so I could keep filling him. “Yes. That’s when I come. Not when you’re enjoying me.”

Giving him a soft kiss, I nodded back. “That’s right. And not when I’m tormenting you or fucking with you or reminding a naughty boy who he belongs to.”

That was one of his favorites and we both knew it just by the way his body spasmed around me. He didn’t try to hide it either. He barely took a breath, his brain seeming to be on overload because it skipped over all his normal worries. “You. I belong to you. I like belonging to you. You’re so good at helping me remember.”

“Yes, you’re all mine.” Bottoming out in him, I waited to build the need and make the desperation inside him grow. Seconds ticked by until he tightened around me and whined as he tried to get me to fuck him. “And I’m never going to let you forget.”

Pulling out and thrusting back in hard, I loved the way he gasped and his eyes closed. Something about the pain and pleasure just washed over him and lit him up. “Mine.”

He’d been mine since the first moment I’d seen him, and there was no doubt about that in my mind. But I didn’t mind that he needed the reminder sometimes. If he needed to be claimed and fucked and marked and loved so completely he couldn’t function, well, that was just what his Dom would have to do.

“ Yours .” Crying out the word as I pounded back into him, Stirling wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. “ Yours .”

My baby’s brain was completely overloaded, so I let the pleasure take him away, making him feel owned and loved. We both chased his orgasm as fast as we could until I could feel it just out of reach. As he whimpered and shook, I moved my hand between us and wrapped my fingers around his cock.

That was all it took to have fireworks going off inside him and his orgasm exploding.

There was nothing better than the way he cried out as he spasmed around me, but I kept his pleasure going a few more seconds until I followed him over, filling him with my cum. Bliss crossed his face as he felt me marking him, and his orgasm shifted into that floating area between reality and subspace.

When I went still, trying to stay hard inside him as long as I could, I gave him another kiss and chuckled as I got a spacey smile from him. “Such a good boy.”

Nodding against me as I blanketed myself over him, Stirling sighed and nuzzled against my neck. “Very good. I and then… you… and I…”

Yep, he something’d all right.

“The best.” Kissing over his face, I stayed quiet to help him float and it worked until I finally slipped out of him.

He scrunched up his face and I couldn’t hold back a chuckle. “The best boy ever.”

Giving him another kiss got me a sigh and a smile as he opened his eyes. “You talked about me bouncing.”

Hmm… there seemed to be a hint of helper peeking out, so I shrugged playfully. “Yes, I think it’s something you’d like.”

I knew he’d like it… we’d just never framed the scene in quite that way.

“Even if… what if I like bouncing a lot?” Stirling was so caught up in the rabbit trail he was following in his mind, he was completely lost in thought as I rolled us over so he was curled up against my chest. “I… I might like it a lot depending… depending on how you talked about it.”

My brave boy.

Stroking my hand over his head, I made a thinking sound and did my best to sound casual. “So if I talked about it with words like playing and bouncing and made it sound like the trampoline but naughty, you might like it in a helper kind of way?”

He went very still before snuggling even tighter against me and nodding. “Yes, Dr. Miles said there are all kinds of games a helper and Santa might play.”

I was very grateful for Dr. Miles, but sometimes I thought they must have the strangest conversations.

I’d never say that out loud, though.

“I agree. And we just have to figure out which ones we like.” Kissing his head, I shrugged again. “Like we have to figure out which breakfasts make you feel like a sweet helper. You seemed to think Mickey Mouse pancakes would do that.”

My teasing tone got a snicker from him and his hiding turned sweeter and sillier and less stressed. “Only helpers get pancakes like that.”

Silly Santa.

“But we don’t know that until we try.” Doing my best to sound slightly skeptical, I sighed. “I think we’re just going to have to see what happens.”

As he giggled again, I aimed for a scientific Santa kind of tone. “You’ll help me figure that out, right?”

Barely holding back another round of laughter, Stirling nodded. “I’m Santa’s helper.”

“You’re Santa’s wonderful helper.” Kissing his head one more time, I ignored the mess we were making and rolled us over again until he was curled up on my chest. “Santa’s adorable brat.”

That got a pleased grin and a happy wiggle. “And Santa’s naughty helper.”

“The best helper ever.” Kissing his nose, I ran my hand over his head and smiled as he fully embraced his helper side. “I love you, baby.”

“I love you, Santa.” Snuggling closer, he kissed my cheek before resting his head on my chest. “You’re the best Santa ever.”

Only because I had the best helper ever.