Page 35 of Sweet Possession
I knew some men and women had kinks, I wasn’tthatnaive. And I’dheard of men having Daddy kinks, Ijustdidn’t know anything about it. But the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to know. Was itjustthe word‘Daddy’he liked to hear? Or was there more to it?
What would it do to Fox ifIcalled him Daddy?
Jumping out of bed, I grabbed the laptop and headphones Fox hadbought me for my birthday, and crept into my ensuite. Fox had taught me how to search the internet using voice controls. I didn’t need to know how to read or type the question, the technology would do it all for me.
“What does it mean to have a Daddy kink?”I whispered into themicrophone. Instantly, reams and reams of information displayed on the screen. I rested my back against the bathroom door and selected the first search resultthathad come up.
And that’s where I stayed until the sun began to rise, researchingeverything I could find out about what it meant to have a Daddy kink.
“Baby girl, you know this,”Fox said calmly after I’d struggled to readthe third paragraph in a row.
His patience for me was never-ending.
We were in the library, sitting side-by-side in the bean bag chair likewe did every time we had a reading lesson.
It wasn’tthatI didn’t understand the words, I was learning, albeitslowly, but I was having a hard time concentrating.
Not only was I exhausted from being awake all night, but thanks toeverything I’d researched in the early hours of the morning, my mind was a mess. Google had not been my friend.
While there had been a wealth of information on Daddy kinks, a lot ofit hadn’t made sense. Information on one website conflicted with information on another. Another website scared the living hell out of me with images of whips and chains. I’d quickly closedthatwebsite down.
I was more confused than ever, and it wasn’t like I could ask Foxabout it, he’d know I was eavesdropping.
“I know, I’mjustnot feeling it today,”I replied glumly, staring down atthe book in my lap and trying to clear my mind of everything but theHarry Potterbook I was trying to read.
“Hey, what’s going on?”Fox said, reaching across to take the bookfrom my lap and closing it.
I wanted to tell him. I wanted him to help me make sense ofeverything.I wanted to tell himthatI didn’t understand why excitement pulsed through me at the thought ofmecalling him Daddy.
But the words wouldn’t come.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake the little voice in the backof my head reminding me of the things my dad used to tell me.ThatI was a nobody.Thatno one would ever want me.
I believedthatvoice too. If Fox wanted me, he would have kissed meby now, right? I’d lost count of the amount of times his eyes had dropped to my mouth, and I was certain he was going to close the gap between us and finally press his lips to mine, but he never did.
Maybe I’d gotten it wrong. Maybe Fox didn’t feel the same way aboutme. If I said anything, not only would I embarrass myself, but I’drisk losing a friend because there was no way I’d be able to face him if he rejected me.
I sighed.“Nothing. I’mjusta bit tired,”I said, picking at an invisiblethread on my leggings to avoid his scrutinizing gaze.
“I’m not surprised,”Fox said, a hint of amusement in his voice.“AllthatGoogling you were doing through the night. It must have been exhausting.”
My heart plummeted to my stomach as panic crept up my throat. Myhead whipped to face him, finding him wearing a knowing grin. Never in my life had I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole more than I did rightthen.
“You…know?”I choked out, a crimson flush creeping over my cheeksand traveling down to my neck.
“Baby girl, exploring kinks is nothing to be embarrassed about. Youoverheard Lily last night, and you had questions. That’s perfectly normal,”Fox said casually as if we were discussing the weather.“I wish you came to talk to me about it though. Google isn’t always accurate, and every person is different when it comes to kinks. What some people like, others don’t.”
I gaped at him like a goldfish struggling for air, certain my eyes werebugging out of my head.
“Do you have any questions?”he asked, raising a brow.
Tons.
“No.”I shook my head, my eyes still wide and horrifiedthatI’d beencaught out. There wasno wayI could ask himanythingabout what I’d learned.
To my surprise, Fox reached over and picked me up like I weighednothing, positioning me so my ass was in his lap and my legs draped over his. One armwrapped around my lower back with his hand resting on my hip, and he cradled me against his solid body, our faces a mere inch apart.
“Stop looking at me like I’ve sprouted a third head, Cora. I told you,exploring kinks is normal. There’s nothing to be ashamed about.”
