Learning to Grow – The Education of the Heart Read Online M.A. Innes

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Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
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Aww.

“Thank you, Daddy.” A voice in the back of my head that sounded a lot like my mother said to stop there and not ask why. “Why?”

She wasn’t always right…just mostly right.

Daddy blinked like the circle thing on a computer that was stuck, but he didn’t stay broken for long. “Because your mother is right and we need to have a strong base on every side of our relationship. It’s a triangle, you know.”

I knew letting her talk to him would be a bad idea.

I’d just thought it would be a bad idea for him.

“Yes. I forgot the triangle part. Boyfriend. Roommate. BDSM partner.” I should’ve remembered that part better. I’d been too focused on the other ones. “I like the Venn Diagram ones better but I remember.”

I was going to have to go back and look at my notes to see what else I’d forgotten.

“So we’re going to have a date while the troublemaker on the couch finishes studying.” Daddy smirked when Tate sighed that time. “How does Olive Garden and then a walk or going to the movies sound?”

Like a grown-up date.

“Weird.” Oops. Daddy was glaring at me now. “Not bad weird. You’re just. We don’t.”

Hmm.

“Yes, a date is a good idea.” He couldn’t just be Daddy. He was a boyfriend person too and I needed to respect that. “I like hanging out with you.”

Daddy couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to sigh or smile, so I thought that meant we were moving in the right direction. “I know that. And I understand why this is weird.”

“Not bad weird.” But even I knew it shouldn’t be weird at all, so I gave him a big smile. “I’m ready for our date, Dean.”

“Great.” Taking a deep breath, Daddy nodded toward the back of the apartment. “Let me get my stuff.”

Mumbling something about Tate being a dick when he was right, Daddy quickly walked to his room, shaking his head.

Tate managed to stop giggling and had stayed on the couch, so he was leaning back and smiling as I bounced over to give him a kiss. “Do a good job studying.”

“I will.” Tate laughed when I only gave him a peck and tried to pull away. “Hey, not fair. I need a real kiss.”

Daddy was right…Tate was a troublemaker.

“It’s Daddy’s date night.” Shoot. Dean. “It’s Dean’s date night, so he should probably get the best kisses.”

Tate cocked his head and then shrugged. “Not agreeing with that logic. I need kisses.”

He was so silly.

“Fine. But if Daddy pouts, you have to give him a blow job to make him happy.” For some reason that made Tate laugh as he kissed me that time, keeping his arms around me so I was trapped.

But I liked being trapped and I liked having his tongue play with mine, so I was end-of-date ready by the time he pulled away and I hadn’t even left the house.

Tugging on the front of my pants to get my erection in a better position, I glared at him. “I’m not supposed to be hard at the start of the date. That’s rude.”

“It is?” Daddy finally came out of the bedroom but he was frowning. “You always make me hard, so I’m not sure that logic works for us. Or is it a rule?”

“I don’t know.” Shrugging, I frowned too. “I think I read it in a book?”

“Your parents didn’t have that rule?” Daddy’s question was a good one, but I shook my head. “Then we don’t need to worry about it. You can be hard with us anytime you want.”

“That’s good.” And more convenient.

“But just because you’re hard does not mean we’re going to do anything about it now.” Tate seemed to think that was reasonable but we were going to have to agree to disagree. “You go have fun on your grown-up date, and when you get home, we’ll figure out how we’re going to orgasm.”

Alright.

“I understand.” Mostly. “But you’re fine?”

Looking down at his baggy pants, I couldn’t tell if he was hard or not. Tate chuckled and nodded, so I thought he probably wasn’t too hard yet. “Yes. I’m fine and even if I was erect, having a hard dick won’t kill me.”

There was no trying to reason with him.

“That’s right because taking care of our partners doesn’t always mean that we have to take care of their erections.” I could repeat the ridiculous rule but that didn’t mean I had to believe it. “But yes, we’ll have fun orgasm time later.”

When he wasn’t being so stubborn.

Taking care of our partners was important and I wasn’t going to be the selfish one even if I was naturally greedy because of being an only child. The internet and my mother had said that could be a problem and I wasn’t going to be the problem.

That was Tate’s job.


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