Page 23 of Her Devious Daddies

Rubbing the tender area with my knuckles, rougher than a massage caused him to grunt. After a full minute, I lifted the paddle again. Landing it on his ass cheeks several times in a row, I paused and reminded him to breathe.

“I don’t enjoy being spanked, Sir.”

“No, it doesn’t seem like you do,” I emphasized with a firm pat to his shoulder. “Let’s finish up.”

August braced for the next round. He hadn’t said much during the session, but I would find out one way or another how he felt. Raising the leather paddle, I lined it up with the lowest curve and brought it down hard.

August yelled from the quick burst of pain and his chest rose and fell faster than usual. I allowed him the moment. Once he calmed, I repeated the same action on the other side. He worked the bed sheet into his mouth, biting it. I doubted the sheets would help, but I allowed him another small reprieve since we were new to each other and our dynamic.

From the limited information I’d gleaned from our conversations over the years, he’d had several recent relationships, but they fell apart because he couldn’t fully trust them. August closely guarded his sexual preferences along with his desire to be submissive. I hated that he felt the need to hide two beautiful things about himself. I didn’t advertise anything about myself in general, but I didn’t deny anything either.

Finishing with the leather paddle, I brought it down several times in a row. The entirety of his backside from the round bottom curve to his upper thighs blushed a rosy, pink hue. I ran my hand along his spine, tracing patterns with my fingers.

“Keep breathing,” I commanded softly.

“I don’t think I’m going to sass you again,” he whispered.

“Don’t go making promises yet.” I put the paddles away and joined him on the bed. Pulling him against me, I captured his chin in between my fingers and tilted his head up to look at me.

“What if Karsyn doesn’t like me the way she likes you, Logan?”

“I can’t speak for her, so I’m not going to try. Tell me something…” I tugged him closer, rubbing my fingers through his hair. “Is it a deal-breaker if she doesn’t choose both of us?”

“What do you mean?”

“Say she wants to be in a relationship with me and not you. Would it be an issue for you?”

August nuzzled against my chest and stayed quiet for several minutes while I held him. Finally, he sat up and I did the same. We leaned against the headboard, and I looped an arm around his shoulders, waiting for him to speak.

He sighed. “I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but I don’t think it would work out in that scenario. If we are in a relationship with a third partner, there is a certain set of expectations. We are establishing the guidelines and setting schedules or whatever to ensure everyone is getting their needs met. If you are in another separate relationship, I think it would cause a lot of uneasiness in me. Not that I have any right to dictate what you do. I’m explaining what I need. This is all new territory.”

“I’m not going anywhere. I want to be in a relationship with you, August. I have for a while, but as I mentioned last night, there was a time where I thought you didn’t like me at all.”

August climbed into my lap and kissed me. I couldn’t have been more shocked.

“Uh, I hope that was okay, Logan. I’m sorry to have made you feel that way. I couldn’t hide my attraction to you, so I had my defenses up.”

“I forgive you.”

“I’m also not used to being anyone’s priority. It sounds like you’re committing to something with me regardless of anyone else.”

“Yes, I’m saying we’re together. Right now. I’d like to also be with Karsyn if she’ll trust me. But I’ll explain everything up front to her. I’ll tell her we’re a package deal.”

“It’s not fair for me to expect you to...”

I caught his lips so he could not spiral further. “I like Karsyn and I believe she can benefit from a relationship with me, however, you are not dictating anything. I’m choosing to be with you. Your needs are important. I think it’s incredibly telling that you’re finally sharing them out loud. That trumps anything else as it relates to you. If I don’t agree, and my needs don’t align with yours, I will tell you. Am I understood?”

He nodded.

“Good boy.” I released my hold.

“Logan.”

He pressed his body against mine, warm, needy. I wished I knew exactly what he wanted because it seemed like his body craved sex.

“What do you need, babyboy?”

His eyes hooded as he bit into his bottom lip. August brushed his thumb across my mouth but didn’t say anything.

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