Total pages in book: 220
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
“Thank you, Sir.” His touch had me fighting to keep my eyes open. I wasn’t tired, but I just wanted to sink into his touch. “I’m glad I don’t annoy you.”
He snorted. “We’re going to come back to that later, because you’ve clearly dated some losers and need to remember what a great guy you are, but for now…Ian.”
Yes, Ian.
I gave the faintest nod before he made a soft thinking sound, petting my head as he worked through my question. “I guess I don’t have an issue with it because he’s completely opposite than me and you’d need very different things from us. You’re not looking to submit to him.”
I jerked, shaking my head and making Cohen chuckle as he continued. “It’s not like your pup is looking to have another Handler. This is…please tell me if I’m wrong…but I see this as you looking to be the Dom when you explore caring for his little side.”
Huh?
My eyes seemed to pop open on their own. “I’m just standing in. He needs…well, someone needs to take care of him when he’s little and everyone seems to have forgotten that.”
I wasn’t going to be his Dom.
I was a sub.
Right?
Cohen’s lips were barely turned up at the edges like he was doing his best not to laugh.
Brat.
But I ignored it since I was a good sub.
A sub.
“He doesn’t talk about it with anyone but you.” Cohen leaned down and kissed my head. “I’ve met him a few times and it wasn’t until I think Eli mentioned it that I realized he was a little. Hell, he didn’t even talk about being a sub.”
Really?
“He told me right off the bat.” It’d been one of the first things he’d told me about himself. “He didn’t seem shy about talking about it when we had coffee the other day.”
It was possible that was just because I’d been a bit…enthusiastic, but he hadn’t told me to slow down or even no.
“And I bet when you’ve texted him this week, he’s told you all kinds of other things?” Cohen’s question had me nodding distractedly.
“Of course.” Focusing back on his face, I shrugged. “I have to know how to be a good stand-in Daddy.”
Something made him laugh softly. “You will be the best stand-in Daddy because you genuinely want him to be happy, and I think because you like him.”
The way he said it made it clear that he meant more than just the regular kind of like, and I didn’t have a way to respond to that. But my silence was clearly telling because his smile widened and his touch went from soothing to teasing.
“I bet you’d like to cuddle him and take care of him…hmm, and give him a bath, maybe?” Cohen’s eyes sparkled with something sexy as he slowly nodded, answering his own question as I sat there stunned. “Yes, you’d love giving him a bubble bath and I bet he goes very little sometimes…Eli told me he likes bunnies. Did you know that?”
Shaking my head, I had to wonder why Eli had mentioned that.
Wait.
Why hadn’t Cohen wondered why he’d mentioned that?
“What do you think about us going tomorrow and picking out a new stuffy for him?” Cohen’s fingers trailed down my neck sending a shiver through me. “That way he’d know I wasn’t angry or jealous. You don’t want him to worry, do you?”
Good point.
“Do you have to work, Sir?” He had constant meetings. It was easy to see that he’d overextended himself, but I wasn’t going to point that out just yet. No, I’d point that out once I’d decided if I was going to stay or not.
He shook his head. “I made sure not to have any meetings until the afternoon, so as long as we go right after breakfast, we’ll be fine. How does that sound?”
“You make good pancakes.” It might’ve sounded random, but in my head it’d connected. As Cohen grinned, I had to explain. “I was thinking about taking care of Ian and I realized he’d probably love your pancakes.”
It was definitely the weirdest conversation I’d ever had with a date or Dom or anyone I was seeing…but with Cohen, it felt perfectly normal.
“You are a very sweet pup, a loving sub, and I think you’re going to be a wonderful Daddy.” The enigmatic response made me smile, but I didn’t miss the fact that he hadn’t really commented on my pancakes explanation.
“Thank you, Sir.” There were probably other things we should’ve talked about or at least acknowledged, but as his fingers continued to stroke up my neck and along my jaw, a shiver went through me. “I…”
What had I been going to say?
The thought simply vanished as Cohen slipped a finger in my mouth, slowly fucking me. “Such a sweet sub…and so sexy like this.”
I wasn’t sure if he liked me on the floor for him or just sucking on his finger, but at that moment I didn’t care which turned him on. I just wanted to show him how special he was to me. One day we’d figure out labels and what we were going to do, but that could wait. For now, I wanted to show him what a good sub I was.