Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 68424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
His sigh without an accompanying comeback said I was right.
“But no because it’s not something I really thought about and clearly we need to make sure you and Cohen get more time together so that you feel comfortable enough asking for what you need.” So both.
And most of this might be my fault. “I’m sorry I didn’t realize this, cutie.”
“No, Daddy.” His voice softened and I could hear a tender smile in it. “I didn’t realize how I was feeling until you were on your trip. This is…new, and we don’t have any experience with something like this.”
Oh, how true.
“You’re right.” But how to fix it? “The first thing I’m going to say is that I know without a doubt Cohen would love to have you around more, and his focus is making you happy, not having loads of time to himself.”
He didn’t seem to be the type to need alone time, aside from work, of course, but he wasn’t the type to ask for attention either.
I was definitely going to have to watch this with the two of them.
Ian wasn’t nearly as pushy as I was.
“I’m also going to say that I won’t be gone long enough for you to drive him crazy. You both work, so it’s not like you’re asking for twenty-four hour a day attention here.” I smiled as he giggled. “I don’t think he’s ready for that, but a few hours in the evening together every night is not asking too much.”
A relieved sigh came through the phone as Ian took a breath. “It wouldn’t be too much if I asked him about dinner tonight or if he wanted to do something like watch a movie? We were together last night and this morning.”
He was aiming for entirely too vanilla.
So I had to help him.
“It wouldn’t be too much even if you asked for a scene or little time or for a blow job.” I scoffed as he sucked in a breath, then let out a laugh. “It wouldn’t even be too much if you asked for a spanking or a flogging.”
He couldn’t seem to decide if he was going to act shocked or giggle. He finally settled on a sigh. “Really?”
“Really.” He was so cute. “What do you want to ask him to do?”
He had to have a plan if he’d been obsessing over it all afternoon.
“Um, I kind of thought about asking him to have dinner or go to the gym?” He paused. “Is that weird?”
Huh?
Probably not, I just hadn’t thought of stuff like that.
“A relationship doesn’t always have to be kinky or naughty. I mean, it’s better if it is, but there’s always regular stuff in there too.” Like dinner and the gym. “I’m pretty sure you both said you go to the same place.”
And god knows they ate enough junk food that it wasn’t a bad idea.
I wasn’t eighteen and able to eat pancakes every meal.
“Text him and just say you were thinking about going to the gym and ask if he wants to meet you there.” That couldn’t be too stressful, right? “He’ll tell you if he already has plans or what he’s thinking. He’s good about that.”
And I was going to make sure he was very chatty.
It would only take a quick text to make sure he knew Ian was going to ask him something and that our cutie was nervous.
“Yes.” Ian seemed to be giving himself a pep talk more than actually agreeing with me. “That’s perfectly reasonable.”
The fact that this was worrying him said I hadn’t done enough to make sure they were strengthening their relationship. I wasn’t sure I’d have realized that if I was still there, but being apart was making it more obvious.
“It is.” Smiling, I tried to let him hear the confidence in my voice. “He’s going to be lonely without me bugging him. So honestly, you’re doing him a favor.”
He let out a low giggle and I could hear him moving around again. “I kept him busy last night. Don’t worry. He read lots of stories and I kept him on his toes.”
I could only guess what silliness he’d dragged Cohen into, but considering there hadn’t been any random messages or questions, I thought it’d probably gone well.
“Were you driving Uncle Cohen crazy?” I grinned as he giggled again. “I know you did this morning.”
And the cute, embarrassed groan was back. “Daddy.”
That was not a safeword or a true indication that he wanted me to behave, so I didn’t.
“Hmm, I think I even remember something about it being your turn next time and some talk about another flogging?” The sweet groan that came through the speaker this time was pure desire. “Cohen was so sexy when he was talking about tying you down and letting you hump the bed when he flogged you.”