“Jesus, woman, you about killed me.I’ve never felt an orgasm so powerful before.”
She tilted her head up to look at him.“I feel the same way.”
She relaxed against him, and after a few minutes, he thought she’d gone to sleep.
“Are you awake?”he asked.
She hummed and nodded.
He cupped her face.“I want to talk to you about something.”
Myla nodded and waited.
“Have you heard of a dom/sub relationship?”
He watched as a blush covered her face.
“Yes.”
“Have you ever heard of a daddy/little relationship?”he asked.
She looked confused for a moment.“Is it kind of like a big/little one?”
“Yes.Exactly that.”He was pleased she knew about it.
“What does the daddy mean?”she asked.
“It’s just an endearment, like ‘sweetheart’ or ‘honey.’”
“So, you would want me to call you Daddy?”
“If you’re comfortable with it,” he said.
He watched as she contemplated it.
“You think I’m a sub?”
He nodded.“Yes.”
“What would the relationship look like?”she asked.
“Just like we are, but I would want to have most of the control.”
“You want to make all the decisions?”she asked.
“I’d confer with you about everything, but I would make the final decision.Can you handle that?”
She studied his face.“Would you ask me to quit my job?”
“No.I know how much you love it.”
She exhaled and nodded.“I think it’s too soon to move in together.”
He smiled gently.“I agree.We can work out the details as we learn more about each other.What are you thinking?”he asked when she stared at his chin.
“You haven’t met my parents yet, but they have a relationship a lot like the one you’re describing.Although I never heard my mother call my father Daddy, but he was always so dominant, and I was always attracted to that.”
“I could tell the first night we met that you had a submissive core,” Kaleb said.
