Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
“There are a lot of different ways in this lifestyle to relax and have fun, but this is the one that felt the most right to me.” I wasn’t sure what he was thinking but he made me smile when he gave me a side-eye that was slightly suspicious.
“Daddy, huh? Even when you’re…even when I’d be…” Frowning, his expression shifted to frustration and I knew that was with himself for stumbling over the question.
That wasn’t acceptable, so I kissed his frown. “No, new rule is that you don’t get to be frustrated with yourself for tripping over a sentence.”
Paxton pulled back and glared at me. “That’s not reasonable. I should be able to get the question out and I’m pretty sure we have to talk about rules.”
Was he saying that he wanted me to be his Daddy but that we had to talk about rules first?
Not sure, I just brushed off the specifics of that part for the time being. “Yes, that’s right. We talk about the rules and we negotiate what’s fair.”
He’d gotten that part right, but there was still an aspect I needed to be clearer about before we continued. “But you’re not very nice to yourself when you don’t get something right the first time. You need to focus on being nicer to yourself or more understanding at the very least. So that’s a topic we’re going to come back to.”
His sigh was filled with a lot of drama and a dash of little, but he didn’t seem to notice. “We can come back to that. What about the rest?”
Oh yes, the rest.
“Were you trying to ask if I’d be Daddy during our adult time together or were you asking about how the title itself would shift depending on what we were doing?” He could’ve been asking about a lot of different things, but the way his cheeks pinked gave me a clue.
“I…both?” Licking his lips and swallowing, Paxton tried again. “I think both.”
He was still radiating nervousness but there was a heat to it that time. He seemed to want more than just simple facts, so I made my touch firmer and let him see how sexy I thought he was as I answered his questions. “First, there is no right or wrong way to have this kind of relationship. Period. But let’s play What If so I can show you some examples.”
Paxton sucked in a breath but didn’t give me any indicator I’d shifted things into territory he wasn’t comfortable with. I gave him a few seconds, but when he just watched me, I continued my thorough explanation. “If I had you over my lap and I was spanking your bottom, I think it would make perfect sense that you’d call me Daddy when you begged to come.”
His lips parted as his eyes got wider, but that was as far as his communication went.
“If we were kissing and you were straddling my lap, rubbing your cock against mine through our clothes, and you begged Daddy to let you come or to play with your cock, I don’t see any problem with that either.” His shiver said he’d be good with it too. “Even if you were feeling submissive and needy but not little, I can still be Daddy.”
Licking his lips, Paxton swallowed. “It’s…it’s a title that can be multipurpose.”
“That’s right. There are a lot of words in English that have a variety of uses. Think of it as the fuck of the BDSM community. It’s very flexible.” Barely brushing my lips against his as he decided if he was going to laugh or frown at me, I shrugged. “Sometimes you might be shy and ask Daddy to give you cuddles, or sometimes you might be needy and beg for an orgasm or to be pounded into the mattress without calling me Daddy at all.”
He blinked a few times and then something processed in his head because he shivered and his legs shifted. “It…it can be a title that changes with how the submissive is feeling. A more grown-up, rough dynamic might not fit with the title, but it’s situationally dependent.”
He was fucking adorable.
“Yes, I think that’s a good way to describe it. Each couple just has to figure out what feels right to them. Sometimes it’ll be teasing and flirty. Sometimes it’ll be true submission and the sub will be little and just need to be taken care of.” I didn’t have an issue either way, but I knew it would take time for him to figure out what he was comfortable with.
“It’s trial and error, cutie.” Giving him another soft kiss, I smiled when he leaned in closer, clearly searching for more. “We play around and see what works for us. If something feels good, we keep it. If it feels off, we don’t.”
“Because.” Paxton paused and licked his lips again, getting a slightly fuzzy-brained look on his face. “Because there’s no right or wrong.”