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)
“Exactly.” Massaging his thigh got a soft sigh from him and he shivered again as I caressed low on his back. “Let’s play pretend and see how you react. Just to see what happens.”
It took a few seconds for him to respond, but eventually his head cocked again. “Like…like an experiment. We propose a hypothesis and test for it.”
“Exactly. Research is very important but so are hands-on experiments.” Not wanting to push him too much, I waited for a few seconds to let his brain catch up before I continued. “I’m going to propose that you’d find calling me Daddy sexy in a grown-up but slightly submissive kind of way. So to test that, I’m going to suggest that you ask Daddy to kiss you or touch you. Whatever you’re comfortable with for the experiment.”
Paxton went still again but it didn’t last long. “We…we need to see how I’d react.”
Justification was an amazing quality.
“That’s right. And you already know that I’m open to it either way, so there’s nothing to be worried about.” Nothing in his reaction showed that he’d tracked what I said, so I tried again. “Just being with you turns me on and having you ask to be kissed or touched would make me even harder. That means you don’t have to worry about my reactions, right?”
That time the prompt had him nodding, but his brain still seemed to be far away. “Right. You…you’re hard and you’re turned on. Either way. Yes.”
Well, he’d processed some of it.
“That’s right.” Shifting to making long strokes on his body, I didn’t encroach into private areas, but I made sure he knew I was enjoying touching him. “Let’s try our experiment but we’re going to remember the word that stops everything.”
His head bobbed a few times. “Because that’s what everyone has been trained to do.”
“That’s right.” Since it seemed like he’d remembered what the safeword was for and he hadn’t objected to anything we’d talked about, I waited to see what he wanted and what he was ready to explore.
Paxton always needed a moment, so I wasn’t worried when he watched me and his brain whirled around. But it didn’t take him long to take the next step that time. It seemed like he was ready to get some answers to a few of the interesting questions bouncing around in his brain because he leaned closer to me and dropped his voice lower.
“Daddy?” Paxton paused after testing the word. “Daddy, would you kiss me again?”
It must’ve been better than he’d expected because he took in a slightly ragged breath as his pupils got wider again. “I’ve been a good boy, Daddy.”
Sexy as fuck.
And a sweet request deserved to be rewarded.
“Yes, baby, you’ve been a very good boy for Daddy.” And since we needed to finish our experiment, I brought one hand up to the back of his head and pulled him in for a long, slow kiss.
Chapter 7
Paxton
He.
That.
Wow.
Fraser felt very Daddy as the hand on my head tightened and his tongue teased at the opening of my mouth. There was nothing rough about his touch but it was firm and thoroughly in control.
It was like he’d said and I couldn’t help the way my body tried to curl into his or the sounds I made as I squirmed. It wasn’t me. I didn’t whimper or beg. I didn’t do anything that would make a date roll their eyes or look at me like I was weird.
Those were the rules because, with the insect stuff and being awkward to begin with, I couldn’t afford to add anything else.
But somehow when Fraser let out his Daddy side, he changed the rules.
It would’ve been scary if he hadn’t been holding me so tight or if he hadn’t been so turned on. I probably would’ve panicked if it’d simply been me feeling so crazy, but just the word had aroused him, and I could feel how hard he was every time I wiggled.
He liked being called Daddy.
And he really liked it when he got to be in control.
I kept those two facts filling the front of my mind as he finally released my lips and gave them one last peck before easing back just enough to look into my eyes. “What do you think about our experiment, cutie?”
I didn’t exactly answer his question, but I let my first thoughts tumble out of my head. “You liked being called Daddy. It wasn’t just about being happy or turned on. It was both.”
Nodding, Fraser smiled. “Yes, that’s a good way to see it. But it wasn’t just the word, it was the way you said it. I’m not sure I can explain it, but I’m going to call it a successful experiment on my end.”
Yes, there was no doubt about that.
I was hoping he’d forget my part, but unfortunately it seemed Daddies didn’t forget details like that because he just waited patiently. Sometimes that made me feel good, but at the moment, I wanted to pout.