Page 185 of The Daddy P.I. Casefiles: The Second Collection
“All I did was admit my own kink. It would have been pretty hypocritical of me to condemn you for what I need myself.”
“World is full of hypocrites.”
“That’s the truth, son. That is the truth. Now ... tell me more about these dragon dildos.”
I stay for lunch, since Emily’s made buttermilk chicken especially for me. I take the opportunity to make sure she’s okay with the idea of me moving in. Emily’s an open book under most circumstances, but there’s no faking the enthusiasm in her eyes as she answers me.
“Yes, please. How do you say it in the Navy? Aye-aye, Master Mac.”
After laughing at the cute little salute she gives me, I tell her, “I’m not fooled. I know you just want a live-in babysitter.”
“You’ll be the Mac Granddaddy,” she says with a grin.
It’s good to see her joking about it. They’re both handling an ugly situation with humor, but I’m sure underneath, they’re in knots. Logan’s former submissive used him to get pregnant. When her husband found out, he alerted Logan to the baby’s possible paternity. Logan’s gotten custody of the baby, by means he wouldn’t share with me but his eyes went bleak when we talked about it. The baby was born a few weeks ago. There were complications with the birth and she’s in an ICU in London, but when she’s released, she’ll be coming to live with Logan and Emily.
Babies don’t scare me. I’ve never been happier than the six months I took care of Naomi after she was born. But I had nine months to come to terms with the idea of being a father. Logan and Emily have only been together for a short time. He just collared her and got a ring on her finger. And now they’re going to be parents.
“We’ve already sound-proofed the nursery,” Logan says. He takes Emily’s hand and kisses the delicate knuckle above the pink diamond on her third finger.
“Both nurseries?” I wink at them before taking another bite of chicken.
Emily giggles. “Both nurseries.”
Listening to them play doesn’t bother me at all. I’ve been a Dom for a long time; I’ve seen good scenes and bad. But rarely have I witnessed scenes with as much love as Logan and Emily’s, even when he’s flogging the fuck out of her. They’re a pleasure to witness.
“Tell me about your first scene. I’m looking for ideas.”
Emily’s giggles escalate.
“Mutual masturbation in a convention center bathroom,” Logan says with a grimace. “It wasimpromptu. I could have done better with more time to plan.”
I join Emily in laughing.
“Well, I’ve got time to plan. But I like the mutual masturbation element.”
“There was a belting, too, Daddy. Don’t forget that part,” Emily chirps.
“A beltingandmutual masturbation in a public bathroom. You really know how to show a lady a good time,” I tease Logan, who turns crimson.
“Impromptu,” he grumbles.
“And butt stuff,” Emily chirps.
“There was belting, mutual masturbation,andbutt stuff in the public bathroom?” I ask.
She giggles wildly. “No, sir. The butt stuff came later. But DirtyGurl really, really likes butt stuff. And erotic humiliation. Alot.”
“Alot, huh? Well, I’m a big fan of both.” And Brenna responded absolutely beautifully to the touch of erotic humiliation in her shop.
“If you’re heading into butt stuff and humiliation with your first scene, then I’d better get you her limits list from the club,” Logan says. “I’ll need her permission.”
“It’d save time, but I’d planned to talk through her limits over lunch anyway.”
“Give her loads of feels,” Emily says. “And lots of aftercare, even if she says she doesn’t need it.”
Has the girl been short on affection and aftercare? That pisses me off.
“Feels and aftercare, roger that,” I confirm. “You’re a good friend to her, sweetie.”
