Page 26 of Wishes and Research

Yes, it was very multifunctional.

“Fuck.” Daddy groaned, his arms tightening and his hips pushing up against my ass. “Such a naughty boy too.”

Me?

No.

That’d just been for science.

I was the bug nerd that most guys ignored unless they wanted something or felt sorry for me.

“You were a very good boy for Daddy.” Fraser took control before I had to confess that I didn’t know what to do next. He nuzzled my head and shifted me around again so he could kiss along my neck. “You called me Daddy and you teased me and got back at me. You even made me imagine spanking my naughty boy’s bottom for trying to manipulate his Daddy.”

Oh.

Well.

“I…I had to test our experiment again and see what would happen…Daddy.” Yes, this required a Daddy to make sure he thought I was cute enough not to spank. I needed to do some research into why he thought that would be a good idea first. “Experiments have to be done several times before we can draw conclusions.”

Daddy made a thinking sound as he found the perfect spot to nibble and sent sparks through me. “I guess that makes sense, but now that you’ve tested our hypothesis twice, I think that means you should tell me what conclusions you’ve drawn so far.”

Shoot.

I’d done this to myself.

Daddy chuckled when I sighed, but once he started making thinking sounds and nibbling on me again, I knew he was prepared to be patient.

Daddies should come with warning labels.

“I…I liked it?” That’d come out more of a question than I’d intended, but aside from making me squirmy again, it wasn’t terrible. “It felt…some sort of sexy and cute? I don’t know a word that feels right.”

Because I’d never been in a similar situation before.

“I think that’s a good description.” He pressed a soft kiss right under my ear. “What else? I like hearing what you’re thinking. It makes me more confident when I know what you like.”

Ugh.

He was being sweet again.

“Somehow it feels like you being so nice is cheating too.” My ridiculous complaint made him chuckle again, but I ignored the way he whispered, “Spankings,” because it was doing crazy things to my stomach. “But I like making you confident.”

That was kind of sexy, so I wasn’t going to mess with it.

“Um, I liked it when you reacted to it.” Oh yes. “It, um, it made me react.”

His low, rough groan said he knew what I meant. However, he wasn’t the talking around things kind of guy, so his response was blunt as he nibbled on my ear. “I’m glad. I like knowing I made you hard and needy, cutie.”

He had, so I couldn’t argue about that.

But it didn’t mean I had to talk about it.

“It wasn’t scary or weird like I thought it would be.” Yes, that was much easier to talk about. “I…I honestly don’t know about the other parts, but when we’re like this…when we’re together and like this, I can call you Daddy?”

The playing and other bits still seemed foreign and I wasn’t ready to poke at that part, but cuddles and talking was something I could handle.

“Yes.” Fraser’s confident answer and the kiss he gave my neck pushed away any doubts that it wouldn’t be enough. “We’re seeing what feels right to us, remember?”

Technically I did, so I nodded, but that wasn’t a complete answer. “But…but what if the other parts don’t feel right?”

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