Page 95 of Love Lessons

Dustin’s feet entered his view, droplets of water clinging to his hairy legs and tracing patterns down the arches of his feet. Landon thought about kneeling there, whether to beg forgiveness or hide or just be close he didn’t know.

Dustin tugged up his chin. God, you’re adorable. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you. And it looked like he meant it. Like he was starstruck just watching Landon in his silly black makeup.

Landon felt his breath rush out in a whoosh. I’m not adorable, he argued. Why the hell couldn’t he accept a compliment? Or let Daddy know how much his acceptance meant to him?

Oh? What are you, then? Daddy seemed to find him amusing.

I’m dangerous. He wanted to say that he was sexy, too, but he didn’t quite have the nerve.

You couldn’t be more right, sweetheart. You’ve been dangerous to me since the moment I met you. Daddy leaned forward and gave him a lingering kiss, using his hand on Landon’s chin to keep him from moving any further.

But just that simple, soft kiss combined with those controlling fingers had him melting inside.

You want me like this? He’d meant to ask if Daddy liked his clothes, but it hadn’t quite come out that way.

Daddy grinned broadly. I want you every way. However you want to present yourself and whoever you want to be. But especially like this when you let me know how much you need me to keep you in line and take care of you.

Daddy’s expression sobered. I’m sorry that I took so long to figure things out. I was trying so hard to keep you safe in one way that I wasn’t giving either of us what we needed. I wasn’t being your Daddy. Do you think you can forgive me and let me start again? The right way this time?

Landon made a show of considering it. He was going to say yes, because he would be an idiot to turn down such a perfect man if he could have him as his Daddy too, but he wanted to hear it first. What does that mean exactly?

Daddy sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled Landon into the circle of his arms, so that he half stood and half perched on his knee. It means that you’re mine. Every minute of every day. It means that you always check in with me and let me know where you are.

Landon rolled his eyes, though he secretly loved the idea.

And Daddy was totally on to him. But you mostly won’t need to, because I’ll need to see my dangerous boy a lot more than once a week. Maybe even every night.

You won’t get sick of me?

Daddy laughed. I don’t think you understand how obsessed I am. I worry about your sleep and your workload and whether your shoulders are getting too tight. I think about whether you’re having enough Lena days, and now I’m going to make sure that you have enough time to regress, too. If you give me permission, I’m going to smother you.

That sounded like heaven. And what if I’m difficult? Like, even when I’m not trying to be bad, but I just am? This was the part that worried him a little bit more, because it felt so unbelievably freeing to be immature and defiant and know that Daddy would be there to set limits for him.

Daddy got an evil glint in his eye. Oh, I know what to do with bad boys. You do what you need to do. Just know that there will be consequences.

Landon went from feeling shmoopy and sweet to hard and horny in an instant. And it looked like Daddy did, too. The promises in his eyes made Landon want to drop to his knees, but with a very different intention this time.

He started to do it, but Daddy grabbed his shoulders and stood up with him. That’s a reward for later. If you’re good.

Landon pouted. Dammit.

Now I believe you have some homework to do before you get to play.

Double pout. Really?

Daddy gave him another slap on the ass which, honestly, wasn’t a good motivator to get out his computer. Really. How long do you need to finish your lesson plans?

Maybe two hours?

Alright. Two hours and then we take a break and see if my good boy has earned a treat.

The two hours flew by as Landon got lost in his lesson plans and even had some time to work on the budget proposal he’d needed to finish. But no matter how focused he was, he knew that Daddy was sitting next to him, typing on his own laptop and sometimes not-so-secretly just watching Landon work.

When the time was up, he sat in Daddy’s lap and told him all about what he’d been working on. Daddy paid attention to every word and asked the right questions.

He was so immersed that he’d completely forgotten why he was having a bad day yesterday until Daddy asked his next question. How did your presentation to the superintendent go?

That jerked Landon back into the feeling of defeat that had sparked their whole scene yesterday. Though maybe since it had earned him his Daddy back, it was worth it.