Page 66 of Fight Me Daddy

Gabriele

"Where are you going?"Calix asked.

"Get undressed and be waiting for me on the floor when I return. Kneeling." I gazed over my shoulder at his puzzled expression. "And I expect you to address me correctly for the rest of the day. Do you understand me?"

Calix swallowed hard and I saw a flicker of rebellion in his eyes. But when I raised a brow at him he slipped off of the bed and started moving.

"Yes, Daddy," he said.

I turned back around and walked downstairs where there was a box waiting for me on the front porch. I'd requested it the night before and sure enough there it was. I carried the box inside and went back upstairs.

When I stepped into Calix's room, he sat on his knees on the floor, his big, bright eyes gazing up at me. My cock throbbed. I hadn't taken him before and it had always been a struggle not to do it. But I knew he was ready for me now.

"Arms behind your back."

Calix hesitated and I snatched his chin upward. "Don't make me ask you for anything twice, cane."

"Yes, Daddy," he answered, his voice velvety deep.

"Now, I'm not a monster," I said as I sat the box on the bed and started to open it. "I won't ever hurt you past what you can take and you'll be given a safeword. Say it and we'll stop. Immediately."

"That sounds terrifying," Calix mumbled.

"Or exciting?" I asked as I stepped back and noted his hard cock between his muscular thighs.

"Both," he answered, a small smile tugging at the edges of his mouth. "What's my safeword?"

"Pick one. It should be something you would never say during sex."

"Um, helicopter," Calix said.

I grinned. "Helicopter?"

"It's the first thing that popped into my head!" he growled, his cheeks turning a shade of pink that looked attractive on him.

I reached out and caressed his cheek. "Helicopter it is." I leaned down and brushed my lips against his. "Now, kiss me because you won't get to do it again until we're done."

Calix's eyes widened in confusion as I crashed my lips against his. His tongue swirled around mine before I pulled back and nipped at his bottom lip. Neither of us could breathe right but I knew we didn't care. That kiss breathed life back into my body, and from the way Calix clung to me, I knew he needed it just as badly as I did.

Reluctantly, I pulled away and took in the sight of him. He panted, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he gazed up at me. There wasn't hatred in his eyes for once. I could get addicted to that look, how calm and relaxed he looks with me. He trusts me and I wouldn't do anything to betray that.

I straightened up and cleared my throat. There would be time for words left unsaid later. Right now, I needed to devour Calix. I reached up and pulled the ponytail holder from his hair. Chocolate brown locks cascaded over his shoulders and I admired how good he looked when his hair was down before I forced myself to focus.

"Didn't I tell you to put your arms behind your back?"

Calix gazed down at his hands in confusion. He quickly shoved them behind his back and nodded. "Yes, Daddy."

"Good boy." I smiled. "Tilt your head up and keep it that way."

I walked behind him and finally picked up the red and silver-studded collar that was in the box. It wasn't heavy in my hand, but it would be a noticeable weight around his throat. And it would contrast with his brown skin beautifully.

I put the collar around his neck and brushed his hair out of the way. Calix squirmed as I tightened it and fastened it in place. I reached into the box and pulled out a small padlock. Once it was slipped through one of the holes in the back, I fastened it and gave it a good tug. It wasn't going anywhere.

"A collar?" Calix asked.

"Shhh," I said as I turned back to the box of goodies and tugged out the next treat. "No more talking, cane."

"I'm not a-"

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