My heart wanted to burst with the happiness that blazed to life there. “You’re my boy.”
He trailed his fingers over the choker he wore, and the metal gleamed against his skin. “Yes, I am.”
He began to sniffle and that was better than yelling, but I still hated seeing him on an emotional roller coaster. This was why I’d been going easy on him, but instead of shoving me away like the last time he’d dropped, he sat up and hugged me, and I sat there and held him because I was hisDaddy.
“Let’s go home, baby boy,” I whispered into his ear.
He sniffled and clung harder. His sobs tore at my heart, but I knew they would pass. I’d never felt stronger in my life… or more humbled.
22
Max
Ileaned back in my chair and rubbed at my tired eyes, my mouth stretched out in a large yawn. Laughter echoed from beside me, and Jax nudged my arm.
“Why are you tired?”
Daddy and Vane had sent me to give Jax and Mark some help in the mayor’s office again. They were inundated with work they couldn’t catch up on and needed all the help they could get. I didn’t mind because it gave me something new to work on, but it also helped keep my mind off all the things I wanted to do with Daddy. Working in the same office had its pitfalls, and when I offered another beneath-the-desk blow job, Daddy was a taskmaster who gave me something new to do to keep my mind off anything sexual. When we had no official work, which was rare, he had me studying for my class, which I was so close to finishing I could taste it. So far I’d passed all my assignments and tests with flying colors, even if I did get help from my Daddy when I didn’t understand a concept.
“No reason.” I flushed, ducking my head toward the file in my hands, pretending to read the information inside. I didn’t want to tell him that Daddy and I had been playing with new toys lately, and while I enjoyed every second of it, the orgasms blew my mind in the kind of way that left me sore and tired the next day. We tried not to play hard until the weekends, but some nights we couldn’t resist. Or at least I begged Daddy until he relented. Lately I’d been obsessed with the idea of being tied up and used like the slut I was, and Daddy gave me exactly what I wanted. He treated me like his personal cum dumpster.
The thought made a shiver slide down my spine.
“Mm-hm.” Jax leaned back in his seat and crossed his arms, a smirk playing on his lips. We’d become somewhat friendly since the whole Vane apologizing to me fiasco, and while I wouldn’t call him an actual friend, we got along well enough to banter with each other. I didn’t know if he felt bad for telling my sister where to find me, or if he just thought I wasn’t as bad as I originally acted, but we conversed like civil human beings. “Don’t pretend like you aren’t a kinky motherfucker.”
A burst of laughter left my lips when Mark squeaked from where he sat, nearly toppling over onto the ground at Jax’s words. His cheeks flamed a brighter red than the curls on his head and I felt bad for him. He seemed… innocent.
“I’m not kinky,” I argued with no real passion.
Jax grunted in disbelief. “Vane says he caught you giving JP a blow job under the desk in the office.”
Mark gasped then, his wide, round eyes snapping to us in abject horror, like he couldn’t quite believe we’d have oral sex during work time. I thought I might have been like that once—before I was thoroughly ruined by Daddy in all the right ways. Mark kept his mouth shut, though, because he was more the type of person to listen to conversations and learn information rather than speaking out.
“Really?” I grinned, and he shrugged. “I don’t know what he’s talking about.”
“Mm-hm.” Jax poked his tongue in his cheek. “I bet you don’t.”
“You can’t talk.” Even though I wasn’t the kind of guy who smirked a lot, I did at him because if he wanted to be a smartass, I’d give it back to him. “Get me pregnant, Daddy.Fill me up with your cum until I’m fat with your baby.”
Mark did fall off his chair then, landing with a loud thump on the floor. He scampered to his feet, topaz tie crooked, muttering something about needing more paper clips before he was off and out of the room.
Jax didn’t blush like I’d expected him to, but he winced in a familiar embarrassment I was used to feeling. His expression said he wasn’t ashamed of what they were doing, but he also didn’t want it out as public knowledge, either. “Are you going to the journalists with that information?” He might have meant it as a joke, but there was also seriousness in his gaze, daring me to choose the wrong answer.
I shook my head. “That was Maxwell Kalinski who did that.”
“And you’re not Maxwell Kalinski?” He frowned like he wasn’t sure what that was supposed to mean.
I beamed at him. “Nope. I’m Max. Didn’t you hear the gossip around this place? My parents are in the process of officially disowning me. I’ll still have the last name, but I’m as broke as everyone else.”
“Wait.Officially?As in they’re going through the courts?”
I shrugged and closed the file that sat on the desk in front of me. “I’m not upset about it. I actually don’t mind. JP made me realize that I didn’t fit in with them anyway.” I made a disgusted sound. “My mother wasn’t the motherly type I needed.”
“And now you’ve got a Daddy.” He didn’t sound sarcastic or mean about it, so I nodded with a smile.
“A Daddy who takes good care of me and teaches me how to be the kind of person I want to be.” I laughed, running my palm down the side of my face. “I never expected that from JP when I first started working here.”
“Yeah, these things have a funny way of sneaking up on you.” Jax patted me on the shoulder, and I felt something shift between us. Still not friends, but maybe something more than coworkers. Acquaintances who could talk to each other? Who knew, but I liked that he didn’t hate me anymore.
