“What?” I finally ask.
“Even if you beg me to leave you alone, I won’t. You are going to be stuck by my side the whole time, and nothing will change that. You finally want to be by my side and not leave, and I am going to take advantage of that,” Daddy says.
I chuckle and grip onto his shirt. “I don’t think I will have a problem with that. By the time I get over whatever is wrong with me, I am going to be so used to being next to you that I won’twant to leave you, either. It might be you who asks to have some alone time.”
“Not possible.” Daddy kisses the top of my head.
Both of us sigh and relax into the couch. This is the life.
***
I sit on Daddy’s lap, completely naked. He took my diaper off after I used it and cleaned me up very thoroughly before sitting on the couch with me on his lap. To say I am turned on is an understatement.
Did he do this on purpose?
“Daddy?” I gently ask.
He looks into my eyes. “Yes, Little Pet?”
I wring my hands together as I look down at them. Should I ask him what his intentions are, or should I just pretend I have a diaper on and relax in his embrace?
But I don’t feel able to relax while sitting on his lap, knowing I am completely naked and the only thing covering his cock is his pants. So close to having his cock inside of me, and yet I don’t.
“What is it, Little Pet?” he asks, gently raising my head so we are looking into each other’s eyes.
I open and close my mouth several times before taking a deep breath.
“Nothing,” I mumble.
He hums and keeps his grip on my chin. “Tell me. What is on your mind?”
Daddy did say I could tell him any time I wanted pleasure, that all I had to do was tell him. But actually being in the position is completely different. Can I actually bring myself to ask him? That is the real question.
“It’s nothing,” I chicken out.
“Come on, Nora. Just talk to me about it. I know you really want to,” he gently says. “Take five seconds to blurt it out, and then after that, it will come naturally to talk to me about it.”
Is he actually telling me the truth or just saying it so I will ask him?
“Come on, Little Pet,” he encourages me. “You can do it. I believe in you.”
“I’m naked!” I yell.
He raises an eyebrow. “Yes, you are.”
My cheeks turn bright red, and I yank my face out of his grip and look down. I can’t believe I just blurted it out, and it did nothing but embarrass me.
“What about it?” he gently asks.
I take a deep breath, keeping my head down. “What are you going to do?”
“What do youwantme to do?” He lifts my head once again.
I open my mouth and hesitate.
“What do you want me to do while you are naked?” he asks.
“I want you to put your cock in me and make me have another orgasm,” I say before I can stop myself.
