Chapter Ten #2
I avoided rolling my eyes. Here came the lecture on how I should behave.
“I work long hours, and I’m tired when I get home.
Then when I get time off, the last thing I want to do is clean.
” I didn’t add that things got out of hand, and I found the mess a bit overwhelming.
I kept most of my house tidy, well less of a zone of chaos, than my bedroom.
“I understand that Cullen, and I’m not judging you for it.
I just asked a simple question as your friend and hopefully as your future Master and—” Perry stopped himself before he said something else.
I narrowed my eyes, but Perry just ignored me.
“I just wanted to make some suggestions, Princess, not make you feel bad.” Perry shrugged and gave a humourless smile. “I seem to be fucking that up.”
Without any thought, I climbed up into Perry’s lap and looped my arms around his neck. “You are not fucking things up, I think I win in that department.” Perry got with the program fast and looped his arms around my waist.
“Okay, why don’t we just start again. You know I’m a Master at heart, but I am also finding I want to embrace new things. That kinks I’d not factored in before are now something I really want to engage in.”
I brought my hand up and started to run my fingers through Perry’s long blond hair. “What sort of kinks, Sir?”
Perry leaned into my touch, making a soft humming sound before he answered, “Well, for one, I want to explore my Daddy instincts that a particularly sexy and mischievous boy has been bringing out in me.”
I tapped my chin and pretended to look like I was thinking. “Who could that be?”
Perry leant forward and brushed his nose against mine. “Indeed. Who could that be? Possibly the same boy that makes me want to take flogging lessons from Callum so I can mark up their beautiful skin.”
He was saying all the right things. It was almost impossible not to believe him, but if I did that, if I let go and trusted, what would be between us?
Fuck that was terrifying, but I wanted it so badly.
I yelped as Perry rolled us, swapping our positions, his weight pinning me to the bed. I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped me, and the pleased smirk that crossed Perry’s face showed he’d heard me.
“Now pretty one, are you going to be a good boy for Sir and clean your room while I order dinner?”
I nodded rapidly, my mind already wanting to call him Daddy, but for once, the sensible side was in control, and I didn’t blurt out something crazy. “Yes, Sir.”
“Perfect. And while you’re cleaning, we can start discussing limits and expectations.” Ugh, he was being very reasonable, and my room did need cleaning.
Ugh.
“Fine, but I think there should be some rewards on the offer. I work very well with the right motivation.” Perry’s weight settled more over me, and I was very aware that only a pair of finely cut trousers and a pair of lace knickers separated us from a lot of imaginative and fun rewards.
Perry's brow arched, and he pressed his clothed groin down on mine, his voice sounding all kinds of sinful as he spoke. “Princess, you’re going to find I can be very creative with rewards and punishments.”
I blinked, not sure how to respond with anything but yes, please, Daddy. And so that was how I responded.
“I hope that’s a promise, Daddy,” I challenged. Perry just grinned in response, making my heart be faster.
This was crazy. The more I called him Daddy, the more right it felt.
That nasty voice in the back of my head tried to intrude, telling me that Perry was just playing with my feelings, that as soon as someone better came along, I’d be alone again.
Who would want a fifty-year-old boy? Nobody, that's who.
“Princess, where did you go just then?” Perry's calm voice filtered through my rambling thoughts. I blinked a few times, focusing on his calm blue eyes.
“Why do you want me?” Well, I supposed I was going to go there. Never let it be said that I was not the king of self-sabotage.
Perry got off the bed, and my heart sank immediately until Perry reached down and grabbed my hand, pulling me from the bed towards the standing mirror I had on the other side of the room.
He stepped behind with one of his arms wrapped around my middle. I felt safe until he commanded me to look up at my reflection.
“Tell me what you see, sweetheart?” Perry said, his breath brushing against my skin.
I glanced at the mirror and went to look away, but Perry’s hand caught my chin and held me still. I was forced to look at the two of us in the mirror, Perry dressed and stunningly handsome, and me, a middle-aged sub who was craving something I shouldn’t.
“I see a middle-aged man who wants more than he should.” I answered softly, wanting to look away, but Perry’s hand held me fast.
Perry’s hand on my waist moved to lift my shirt, showing off more of my lace underwear and stomach. “Do you know what I see?”
The heat of Perry’s hand against my skin was distracting, and it took me a moment to realise he had asked me a question.
“What do you see, Sir?” I asked Perry tsked softy against my ear.
“Call me Daddy.” I looked into the mirror. I saw Perry looking back at me with a hunger that made my gut clench in anticipation and an unshakable feeling he wanted to own me.
I licked my lips and looked directly at Perry’s reflection. “What do you see, Daddy, when you look in the mirror?”
The skin on my neck pebbled where Perry ghosted his lips, stopping to suck a mark on it before lifting his head to speak.
“Hmm. What I see, lovely boy, is a man who spends his time clinging to control, who works so hard caring for others that he neglects himself.” I shrugged my shoulders, neither confirming nor denying his assessment, but he wasn’t finished.
“You need someone to take the load off your shoulders and to let you be the sweet middle I know you try to hide.”
I couldn’t hide my smile. I was finding Perry had this knack of saying exactly what I wanted to hear, but I couldn’t help but throw a little sass his way.
“Well, if you’re offering to take my load…” I grinned, throwing in a lecherous eyebrow wiggle for good measure.
“Cheeky boy. That is something we can negotiate.” Perry nipped gently at my ear. “Daddy does like his arse soundly bred occasionally, but you’d have to earn that privilege.”
Holy shit could this man be any sexier?