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Chapter Seven

James

When I finally got into bed after that amazing scene with Ethan, I just couldn’t stop analyzing every word he’d said to me. Of all those words, one stood out more than the others.

One stole my breath and melted my heart.

One painted a vivid image of a future I hadn’t dreamed of, but now I couldn’t unsee it.

Daddy.

He called me Daddy when he was vulnerable. And at the height of his pleasure and the last moment of consciousness, that was the word on his lips.

When he said it the first time, I brushed it off as a flirty endearment. But as he said it again and again, it became clear that it truly meant something to him. I just had no idea what it would mean to me.

Or, truthfully, what it meant at all.

So, instead of sleeping, I spent most of the night reading articles, binging subreddits, and soaking in fetish sites to learn as much as I could on the topic of Daddy Doms, ageplay, submissives, and a ton of other weird shit along the way.

It was my own little crash course in kink, and I learned so much more than I ever thought possible.

As I read about adults who regressed to a childlike state and their caregivers who were there in physical and emotional capacities, things started to click into place in my mind.

I wanted that. I wanted that with Ethan.

Before I even walked into the cafe, my eyes were locked on him. Like a magnet to steel, I was drawn to him and couldn’t have created more space between us if I wanted to.

Good thing I didn’t want to.

As soon as I stepped inside, Ethan looked right at me, and I could see his breath hitch at the same time that a smile spread across his face. Fuck, he looked good.

We just stared for a long moment before I turned toward a quiet corner and took a seat. Ethan sat across from me, and from the look in his eyes, I knew things had changed.

Ethan inhaled deeply and gave me a shy little smile like he knew exactly what I had spent the whole morning thinking about. “Hi.”

“Hi.” I reached for one of the cups and took a sip. “Thank you.”

“Thank you.” Ethan picked up his cup and blew across the top, dispersing the steam and cooling it off. “For coming here and…” He grinned more widely now. “Last night.”

“Last night was something.” I smiled too and took another drink. “How do you feel about it all in the light of day?” I waggled my eyebrows. “And without a few panes of glass and fifty feet between us.”

Ethan took a bite of a cookie as he gathered his thoughts. “It was the best night of my life.”

“It was pretty amazing.” I wanted so much more than one night, but it was a start.

“You liked it? Would you want to do it again?” He paused and picked at the cookie. “Maybe in the same apartment next time.”

“That can be arranged.” I nodded, liking where this was going. “I’d love to make you dinner.”

“You would? You want to feed me, Daddy?” He gasped and bit his lip. “Sorry. I keep doing that.”

“Why?” I leaned forward and placed my elbows on the table between us. “What does that mean to you? Me being Daddy?”

Ethan’s lips parted and he exhaled. “You’re not playing fair.”

“What are the rules here, boy?” Ethan didn’t look away from me, but I could tell he was a wreck. “Tell me what you need. Out loud.”

Ethan scooted closer and looked like he was going to kiss me, but he just whispered close to my ear. “I like to be Little sometimes. And I want a Daddy to take care of me. Big or Little.” He reached for my hand, and I grabbed his. “What about you? What do you want?”

I slipped my other hand behind his neck and held him in place.

Close to me. “I want to try this. I want to try you. If you’re serious about me.

” I said the quiet part out loud. The part that had been living rent-free in the back of my mind for the past twenty-four hours.

“I’m a lot older than you, sweetheart. You could have anyone.

Are you sure you want an old guy like me? ”

“I definitely want you.” His gaze never wavered. “It’s always been you. Please say we can try.”

“Of course we can. I don’t think I’ve ever been able to say no to you, sweetheart.

” I felt giddy and intense all at once. Like every part of us crashed together and turned into something more.

“But in order for this to work, we have to be completely open and honest with each other. No holding back. No lies.”

“I will never lie to you, James. I promise.”

“I know you won’t.” I cupped his cheek, ready to climb inside the boy and never leave. “Will you come over for dinner this week? Preferably tonight.”

“Okay.” Ethan smiled, and I could see the relief on his face. “Tonight’s good.”

“Is that too soon?” I was backpedaling before we even started moving. “I don’t mean to rush you.”

Ethan scoffed. “For me, it’s a decade too late. Don’t make me wait even longer.”

“You know this isn’t just about sex, right?” I said through a low chuckle. It was clear he was anxious to lose his V-card but that was just the icing on the cake for me. “I’m trying to make you my boy. That means I need to put your needs before your wants.”

“I do want sex…” He giggled and lit up at my declaration.

I fucking loved seeing that kind of joy on his face. “Me too. But only when we’re ready.”

Ethan leaned against my side, speaking even quieter. “I have one more question.”

“Of course.” I couldn’t resist kissing the tip of his nose. Sweet and chaste. For now. “You can ask me anything. Always.”

Ethan took a deep breath and then held my gaze. “Are you okay if I call you Daddy? Not just in a joking way.”

Fuck, he knew exactly how to get my heart racing.

“I would be honored to be Daddy to you, Ethan. Whenever. Wherever.” I threw caution to the wind and kissed him again, holding a little longer than last night and opening my mouth over his lips before pulling back. “And I can’t wait to spend time with you when you’re Little.”