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She slowly sits up and gives me a kiss on the cheek. “Of course you did. You’re such a great dad.”
Our age difference is minimal, though I’m also aware of how I’ve always acted toward her, and her joke piques an interest I didn’t think I’d ever want to try. I decide to poke her with it.
“Rose, Iwillmake you call me daddy if you keep going with the dad jokes.”
Her laugh only encourages me. I grab her jaw tightly with one hand and cup her pussy with the other. “Do you want to start now, baby girl? Why don’t you take daddy’s cock in your mouth for breakfast?”
Pushing my hand away, she laughs again. “I can’t do it. It’s Chris’s thing.”
“Your friend…Chris Murray? He’s so prim and proper.”
“Yeah, well, he’s got a big…daddy kink. Or whatever you want to call it.”
“DDlg?” I ask.
“What the fuck is that?”
“Daddy Dom, little girl. Another form of power exchange. Different from the one we practice.”
“I don’t think he’s into it enough to know what to call it,” she explains. “And for your information, we don’tpracticeanything,” she adds, mumbling.
“Really?” I raise an eyebrow, loving how I can rile her up a little bit. “I think we play a simple Dom and sub exchange for now that will lead to more. We’ve done impact play and bondage, which made you a very, very wet girl. I think you love it, but it’s difficult to accept because you are such a strong woman and still believe one cancels the other.”
She nods, pretending to agree with me. “See, I think what happens is I indulge in your little games because I love you,” my heart skips a beat at the three words she lets out so naturally, “and I can retract that anytime. So I’d be very nice to me if I were you.”
A small chuckle escapes my lips. I don’t know if she genuinely believes this or is just that clueless.
“Rachel and I are sadists, Lovebug. And you’re a masochist. There are so many things we can explore with that alone. On top of that, you’re a stubborn brat, and Lik and I love taming brats. Believe me, we can have alotof fun with that. You can pretend-fight me as much as you want. I will enjoy putting you back in your place and indulging in that game of yours.”
She stays silent for a moment, eyes wide and blinking at me.
“That’s…not true,” she finally says, knowing that she doesn’t sound convincing in the slightest.
I explode into a laugh. “You know you like pain, Lovebug.”
“I do, but I’m not a…masochist. That’s a big word.”
Set on undoing the frown that’s formed between her brows, I explain, “Look, there’s nothing wrong with being a masochist. If that’s what turns you on. And you can explore anything else you like with us, as long as it falls within everyone’s hard limits.” She raises her eyebrows, and I continue, “Sometimes I forget you’re still discovering yourself. I look at this confident, beautiful genius, and I have to remind myself that there are still things I can teach you.”
She opens her mouth to fight back, but I grab the back of her head and slam my lips on hers. I follow with a long kiss and don’t pull away until she moans into my mouth.
“Like learning when to shut up. I could definitely teach you that.”
She gives me a playful slap to the chest and shakes her head. “Don’t make me regret being nice to you.”
A peaceful silence falls on us and I let her settle with her head on my chest before I bring up a difficult topic.
“I’ve been thinking while you were asleep,” I tell her, slipping my fingers through her hair and massaging her scalp like I know she loves. An image of my cat Bella flashes before my eyes, and I pinch my lips. Lik really ruined this for me.
Rose makes an approving sound, and I keep going. “We’re not far from where Nate is.” She tenses as soon as her older brother’s name passes my lips. They haven’t had the easiest relationship over the years, but I know she loves him. “Do you want to see him?” I ask.
I don’t think she knows much about what happened to him. Jake doesn’t visit him, too angry still, and Rose probably wouldn’t know where to go.
“How far?” she asks.
“About an hour's drive.”
She sits up, looking at me, and nods without hesitation. “Yeah…yeah, of course, I want to see him.”
