Page 24 of Teach Me Daddy

When I finally pull away, she looks nervous and I’m eager for her to explain. “What’s going on, little one? How are you here?”

“I couldn’t wait. The minute I left your office, I regretted my decision. But I needed some time to think, some time to form a plan, no matter how painful it was.”

I cup her cheeks and she holds my intense stare. Tears well in her eyes and I wish we were alone right now so I could kiss her like I want to. “What did you do?”

“I knew I only needed a few more classes to graduate, so I talked to my advisor. I explained to her that I wanted to graduate early and she confirmed I had enough credits to do it.”

“But how?”

“I was pretty fortunate to attend a high school that offered so many Advanced Placement courses. My mother made me take all AP classes during my junior and senior years. And for once, I’m grateful she made me do the extra work because doing so actually gave me a whole year of college credits. And I didn’t need to take calculus after all.” She frowns a little at that last part, but I can’t blame her. Besides me, who wants to take extra math classes when they don’t have to?

“At least you got a B. You may not have needed it, but you earned it.”

That makes her smile. “I did. I worked hard for it too.”

I kiss her forehead. “I know you did, little one. I’m proud of you.”

“It took forever to get everything sorted with my advisor.” Madison looks at her feet. “So I thought it best to keep my distance until I knew for sure it would all work out. I didn’t want to get my hopes up only to have to break my own heart again if we couldn’t be together.”

I lift her chin and force her to look at me. “A few weeks or six months. I’d have waited as long as it took to be with you. You have no idea how much it killed me being away from you.”

“It was hard for me too,” she admits.

“I know you need to get going and find your parents. Can you meet me tonight? Club Sin at eight o’clock?”

Her eyes twinkle and she leans in to whisper in my ear. “I’ll be there…Daddy.”

EPILOGUE

MADISON

“Are you sure about this?”

I swear it’s the fifth time Blake has asked me that.

He’s arranged a special demo tonight, wanting to give me a new experience while showing off his skills. We’ve been apart for weeks and weeks, and he’s ready to stop hiding our relationship. I am too, even if we have to do it shielded by anonymity. At least we can be out in the open while we wear our masks. And I finally get to be his model on stage.

“I’m more than sure. I want to do this.” I place the palm of my hand on his cheek and he leans into my touch.

“You know you don’t have to.” Concern is etched on his handsome face as I smooth his wrinkled brow with my index finger.

“I know that, Daddy. But you can stop worrying. I wanna do this with you.”

He kisses me deeply, making me feel drunk with emotion. Then he retrieves a black velvet box from the dressing room table.

“What’s this?”

“Open it.”

I shoot him a curious look while I pull the velvet ribbon to open the box. I gasp as I remove the lid, examining the contents inside.

“I hope you like it. I had the set custom-made for you weeks ago, but never got the opportunity to give it to you. Would you like to wear them tonight?”

I lightly drag my fingertips over a collar with matching cuffs, nipple clamps, and a lace thong. They’re stunning. “But what?—”

“It means you’re mine. You’ll always be mine.” He removes the collar from the box and I marvel at the French blue satin, delicate ivory lace, and rose gold accents. “This one is for play. I have a different one for you to wear later.”

“And… will you have something to show that… you’re mine too?”

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