Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22969 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22969 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
He strengthened my assumption when he added, “I’m not really into diapers or bottles, but I’d like for someone to cook for me and make sure I have enough to eat. I like the idea of rewards and punishments, and I love snuggling.”
“So do I.” Hoping it was an invitation, I wrapped my arm around his shoulders, and Keegan happily cuddled closer to me. His body fit perfectly against mine, like he was made for me. It warmed my heart, while his words had my brain spinning with possibilities. “What kinds of rewards do you like?”
He didn’t even need to think before answering, “Candy, cute outfits, maybe a new toy.”
“A soft toy?”
“They’re my favorite.”
I took a mental note before asking curiously, “What about punishments?” Admittedly, I’d never been great in that department; I was basically a pushover when it came to parenting. When I did have to put my foot down, Henley was such a good kid, he didn’t cause a fuss. I never had to punish him much at all. This was obviously a different situation, but I didn’t have much experience to pull from.
“Time outs are okay,” he shrugged. “Or if I’m really naughty, having to skip dessert teaches me a lesson.” I appreciated his input. I wanted to know what worked for him, and what were comfortable boundaries. “But my favorite punishment is spanking.”
I couldn’t deny the allure of the thought of Keegan bent over my lap, his skirt creeping up the back of his thighs, giving a peek of what was beneath. My cock filled and throbbed again until… wait a minute. “If spanking is your favorite, is it even a punishment?”
“Um…yes?” Keegan replied, batting his eyes in a playfully rotten way and making me chuckle. He was sugar and spice, and I loved it. “So…” he dumped his cards out of the box again, and gave us each seven cards. “What do you do?”
“I’m a welder.”
“You use fire to melt metal together?”
“You got it. I work at a manufacturing plant making automotive parts.”
“Is it dangerous?”
“It can be,” I replied with a shrug. “I’ve burned myself a few times over the years, and have learned the hard way to pay more attention. As long as I’m careful, I’m okay.”
“Then you better be very careful,” he insisted with a stern look.
“Excuse me, youngin’, who’s the Daddy here?”
Keegan didn’t laugh at the name or my joke, and the serious expression didn’t leave his face. “You are, but boys can still worry about their Daddies.”
Did…did he just claim me? There was no question in his eyes or on his lips. He just put it out there, and it felt…natural. If he wanted me, I sure as hell wasn’t going to fight it.
“Yes, you can.” There was no question in my mind either. We smiled at each other, and understanding passed between us. I didn’t know where exactly we were heading, or even what our next step was, but this was a beautiful beginning.
“So, do you have any fives, Daddy?”
My heart fluttered in my chest. Euphoria pumped through me so quickly, my head spun. It took everything in me to keep it together enough to answer, “Go fish.”
Chapter Two
Ford
“Hello?” Amir’s sleepy voice sounded over the phone. I wasn’t surprised by his drowsiness, considering it was only six o’clock in the morning. I’d been awake for nearly two hours, but I waited as long as I could stand it.
“I need your help.”
“What’s wrong?” All the sleepiness snapped out of his voice. Maybe it was his police training, or just his care for family, but he was alert and ready.
“Nothing. Everything is so, so right.” I told him all about meeting Keegan, and how we spent hours playing cards and talking. I gushed about how beautiful he was, and how pleased I was that we had so much in common; we both loved sushi, riding bikes, and animated movies. I always took Henley to them when he was growing up, but I secretly enjoyed them as much as he did.
“That’s wonderful,” Amir offered. “I’m so happy for you, but what did you need help with?”
“Oh!” I was so wrapped up in talking about Keegan that I nearly forgot the reason I called. “I could have talked to Keegan all night long, but he was getting tired and I wanted to make sure he got home safely, so I walked him to his car and told him goodnight. He said he wanted to see him as soon as possible, and asked for a playdate today. I agreed, obviously, because I wanted to see him as soon as possible. I assumed he meant at his place, but then he asked for my address. He’ll be here at ten and I have nothing ready; no toys, no play area…I need help.”
“I’ll wake Henley up and we’ll be there as quickly as possible.” I was glad he was bringing my son; Henley would have great insight into what my boy would like. My boy. It was almost too good to believe. Everything happened so fast, and it couldn’t be more wonderful.