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I’d been half joking when I’d said I wanted to start off every day with a spanking, but his reaction had been immediate. And it definitely hadn’t been of the negative variety. But not when he was injured. I felt like I was flailing about in a huge ocean without a life raft and had already fucked up so many times. I needed expertadvice and knew that while Chris had stepped up yesterday, I wasn’t sure how comfortable I was going to be asking him those kind of intimate questions, especially with Ricky being Calvin’s best friend.

Then I had an idea and grabbed my phone to shoot off a quick text to the guys I’d worked with last week. They owned many nightclubs and according to Chris they ownedSalvation,which was one of the hottest clubs in Florida, complete with a members-only floor and a BDSM dungeon.

I’d been comfortable with Maddox, but I had Gideon’s cell number, and I could trust him to give it to me straight.

How’s the girl?

He’d know who I meant.

Better away from that fuck’r and with help. Changed your mind about a job?

I chuckled quietly as I heard a ridiculously loud snore from the bundle next to me.

Just moved my boy in. Not going anywhere.

I got a thumbs up.

We may have a job up there. Have you been to Escape with your boy?

Been nowhere.

Realizing this was my chance, I added.

He’s a Little and I could do with some advice. Nev’r been a Daddy.

Can u talk?

I slid out of bed and went into the kitchen and called. Gideon answered. “I’ll be in Denver today and if you’d like to bring him to the club, there’s a special Little area. Chris has been before, so’s Ricky. They’d be welcome if it would make your boy feel easier to have someone there he knows, then we can talk while they play.”

I blew out a breath and thanked Gideon. It sounded perfect. He’d never once asked why I didn’t want to ask Chris, and I had a feeling he wouldn’t. I respected that then shot off a quick text to Chris saying that’s where I wanted to take Calvin, assuming his shoulder felt okay, and did they want to meet? I hastily added Gideon had invited me.

Chris texted me back immediately, confirming they could and asking if we needed a ride or wanted to meet there. I opted to drive even though we lived so close because I didn’t want to rely on someone else if Calvin got overwhelmed and we had to leave early. Pocketing my phone, I went back into the bedroom to see a bleary-eyed Calvin blinking at me.

“Hi baby,” I said and walked over, bending to kiss him. He drew back, mumbling that he needed to brush his teeth, so I took his hand and helped him to the bathroom. He tried to pull awaywhen we got inside, but that wasn’t how this was gonna go, so I led him straight to the toilet. “Can you manage, or will you let Daddy hold it for you?”

Calvin froze, and I felt like we were teetering on some edge. I had absolutely no idea where that question came from. Since when would it ever occur to me to hold another guy’s dick while he peed?

Since I became his Daddy.

I wanted to do all the things. I wanted to shower him, pick out his clothes, help him brush his teeth, watch him play, see him happy.

Love him.

All the breath left my lungs. But he was here. Here in my house. And hopefully if I stepped up and showed him what a good Daddy I was, he would stay. And I needed that with every breath in my body.

“Daddy,” Calvin breathed out, and for a single heartbeat I forgot the question, but then everything flooded back and I wrapped my hand around his dick and took my job seriously. Then I led him to the sink to wash both our hands before leading him to the shower.

Calvin was perfect. I made sure to wash him thoroughly, and when he melted in my arms, we had a very satisfying end to the shower. I saw him glance a few times in my direction, but since I wasn’t sure how recent his experience was with anal, I knew that he’d need some prep. Which could be fun.

Maybe I should ask first instead of making assumptions. “Daddy wants nothing more than to be inside you, but I will never hurt you.” I felt him relax a little more and knew it was the right call. “We are going to enjoy a lot of prep before that happens.” I watched the pink travel up Calvin’s neck. I knew he needed to trust me and hoped I was both being honest and saying the right things. “Let’s get you dressed.”

I examined every inch of him for bruises and swelling and was surprised how much they’d gone down. “How do you feel?” I made sure to cover his bruises in the cream I had.

“I bruise easily.” He shrugged. “It doesn’t hurt.”

I cupped his face. “I don’t think that’s right, baby. I think what you meant was that you got bruised so often it became commonplace for you, not that it was easy.”

Calvin’s breath hitched, and I traced his cheekbone with my thumb. “Never forget that you are the one driving this relationship. Yes, I want to be your Daddy and make decisions, but only because you let me. I want you to feel safe with me. Know I would never hurt you in anger. That your safety and happiness will always be my top priority.” I grinned. “Although we’re definitely revisiting the morning spanking when you aren’t injured.” I was rewarded with a gorgeous pink flush that climbed his cheeks.

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