I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t that. Kade said he was a Little, so I thought maybe suckling, or diapers, or stuffies. But…puppy play?
“I’ve never had a pup before,” I blurt, then cringe becausehe’s not mine.
Yeah, we’re making out and cuddling, but until a couple of hours ago, we hadn’t spoken in decades. So we need to talk about what this kissing and cuddling actually means, and I need to stop letting my past feelings for him dictate my hopes for the future.
But I’m still holding him in my lap, and Ireallydon’t want him to explore these new things with someone else.
I want him to be mine. My boy. My boyfriend.
My…pup.
Huh.
Do I actually want that? Or is this just a knee jerk reaction? Am I only feeling these things because I’m fulfilling my eighteen-year-old self’s fantasies just by holding this man in my arms right now?
Possibly.
What does puppy play even entail? Is it something I would even enjoy? I’ve never looked into it because being an age play Daddy was my thing. It’sstillmy thing. I certainly haven’t changed in the last couple of hours. Would I still be a Daddy or would I be a Master?
I don’t think I want to be a Master. That word alone sounds cold. Dominating. Distanced. Too much like my father and the man he wanted me to be.
“You’re freaking out,” Kade says, his long, elegant fingers gently caressing my cheek. “It’s just a curiosity. You asked, I answered.” He shrugs. “Besides, just because we’re doing this,” he gestures between us, “doesn’t mean you’re obligated to stick around.”
The way he says that is telling, though. He’s putting the ball in my court. I know him well enough, despite not having seen him for years, to know that he only does that when he really wants something but is too afraid of being embarrassed to admit it.
This thing between us, whatever it is, means something to him, too.
That realization is a relief. Even if I’m getting attached too quickly, potentially because I loved him all those years ago, it’s good to know that he’s not unaffected by this new development between us.
Smoothing my hands up his sides again, I ask, “You think you can walk back into my life, kiss me senseless, and then expect me to walk away? Really, Kade?”
“I’d deserve it.”
“For fuck’s sake,” I groan. “We’re not going around and around in circles about the past anymore. I can’t take it. Forget that last conversation. Forget the wasted years. It’s over, it’s gone, it’s not coming back. I said we’re starting fresh again and I meant it. So, because it’s a clean slate, you don’t deserve to be punished or ignored or…or anything like that. And I swear to God, if you bring it up one more time, I’m putting you over my lap and giving you a proper spanking, understood?”
Chapter Eight – Kade
Was that supposed to be a threat? Because, honestly, the thought of Chance spanking me isn’t making me want to change my ways. If anything, I want that spanking. Badly.
“You should,” I tell him, smirking when he arches a bushy cinnamon colored eyebrow at me.
“I should what?”
“Spank me.”
He blinks. “I didn’t mean for pleasure, Kaden.”
God, his Daddy voice is everything.
Focus, Kade.
“I know. And that’s what I want. I wantyouto punish me for what I did.” As the words tumble from my lips, I’m filled with certainty. “Bring the whole thing round circle, you know? Punishment and absolution from you directly areexactlywhat I need.”
I don’t know why I didn’t think of it earlier. Not even when I bid on him at the auction. Not that I ever imagined he’d talk to me, let alone give me the Daddy time I’d bought. And I certainly never imagined that he would forgive me so easily, if at all. No, I knew that it felttooeasy, and now I know that Ineedhim to punish me.
Chance is quiet for a while, and I wish I could read his thoughts. Eventually, he sighs with reluctance and butterflies fill my belly. He’s going to agree. Holy shit, he’s actually going to spank me.
“One and done, Kade,” he says firmly. “After I spank you, that’s it. That’s the only punishment you’re getting for…God, you don’t even deserve a spanking for something that happened so long ago, you know that, right? Not when you’ve been getting them regularly for the same damn thing.”