Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73035 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73035 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
“And if you’re big by the end, then that’s great. If you’re not and you just get relaxed and find subspace or dance around giggling because it was so funny, that’s fine with me.” I liked a smiling, giggly Camden no matter how we got there.
“I can’t help it if you’re funny when you say happy.” He tried not to laugh as he said it, he really did, but he giggled anyway and the last of his fears seemed to finally fade away for the moment. That didn’t mean he was ready to relax and fall asleep, though.
As he finally pushed up enough to climb onto all fours, he groaned like he’d run a marathon. I took that as a hint he didn’t want to be sticky any longer and quickly cleaned him up with the dry part of the handkerchief. He seemed pleased with that, but I didn’t get any other hints about what he wanted, so I kissed his cheek as he sat back on his heels.
“Clothes back on or clothes off?” It wasn’t as easy a question as I’d assumed, so I had to try not to smile as he looked down at himself and frowned.
When all I got was a shrug, I decided easier questions were necessary. “Big clothes or little clothes? I’m going to handle everything else.”
He was still very spacey and probably still thinking about the memories our discussion had brought up, so I wasn’t surprised when little Camden came back to the surface. Even almost naked and orgasmed out, he still looked adorable as his head cocked, and he looked immediately sweeter. “Little, Daddy?”
Little was definitely less stressful for him, so it made sense to me.
“Alright then.” Kissing his cheek again, I pulled up his pants as much as I could before taking his hands as he giggled. “Stand up carefully. If my cutie falls off the couch, I will worry and worry and worry.”
That did not stop him from laughing harder, and it had him climbing off the couch like he was an old-timey comedian from the black and white silent films, exaggerating every movement. He was not silent, though. He was giggly and not concerned about being half-naked in the slightest.
In fact, it was so funny he grabbed hold of his pants and dashed through the house. “I have to show you my stuff. I have pajamas, Daddy.”
I had a feeling he had a lot of pajamas judging by how big the dresser in his playroom was.
“Silly boy, you’re going to fall and squish your weenie.” That just got more laughter. “Zippers are dangerous.”
He wasn’t concerned at all, but that was what he had me for…keeping him safe, picking out jammies, and having happy time when he’d been good.
Chapter Ten
Camden
He was so funny I fell on the floor.
Oops.
But it was okay because I was in my playroom and the floor was soft and I even rolled over before Daddy could worry. Well, he worried but he didn’t see me fall, so it was okay.
It really was.
But he worried really good as soon as he hurried through the door. He even frowned at the floor for being naughty. “You fell. I heard a thud.”
That just made me laugh more.
“I didn’t squish it.” I looked down at my weenie, as he’d called it when he was being so silly. “It’s too small to squish now…but it’s squishy.”
Big…squishable.
Little…squishy.
I was so funny.
Now Daddy was the one laughing. “Silly boy.”
No, he was silly, so silly he made me laugh again…and again…and again. But I finally had to breathe, so I stopped laughing.
“Come on.” Daddy came over and shook his head. “Bath first or just jammies?”
“Oh, I have bubbles.” I had smelly one and fancy ones and stinky ones that stayed under the sink ‘cause they were gross. “I have lots of bubbles.”
He giggled even though he tried not to. “That does not surprise me. Let’s get you cleaned up better and then we’ll find a movie to watch.”
Yay, Daddy wasn’t going to leave yet.
Rolling over, I climbed off the floor and pulled up my pants when they fell down again. Daddy was giggling, but he didn’t fuss at me about my weenie ‘cause it was safe now. He just smiled big like I was cute. “Bath time it is.”
He was so smart.
As I hurried over to my dresser, I tugged the jammie drawer open. “See. Look. Which ones should I wear?”
Daddy was so smart. “You’re going to be a teddy bear.”
He’d picked out my favorites. The little bears were so happy and some of the teddy bears were even cuddling their own teddy bears. “I’ll be a very cuddly teddy bear, Daddy.”
He’d like to wrap me up tight and hug me lots.
“You’ll be the cutest teddy bear.” He kissed my head making me giggle…and then he hugged me. Yep, I was gonna be cuddly. “Then I’ll give my cute teddy bear lots of snuggles.”