Sam
“Excuse you, Sir.” Daddy’s booming voice made me jump. I looked up, fingers still around my dick. Oh. That. I quickly moved my hand to the edge of the vanity beside me. “That’s better. You know the rules. You don’t get to play with that unless Daddy tells you to.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” I apologized. And I was, as much as I could be when I was also delirious with arousal. He said he’d been hard all day, but he wasn’t the only one. Just because my dick wasn’t big enough to make a lewd imprint in my jeans over the top of my thigh didn’t mean I wasn’t horny as could be. “It felt good when you were playing, and I like the tingly feeling.”
“Well, now I’ll have to think about whether you’re going to get to come tonight. Actions have consequences, Sammy.” I swallowed hard, praying I didn’t start crying. Daddy was upset with me and I didn’t like that one bit. He stepped between my legs, then leaned around me to plug in the clippers. I still wasn’t totally certain about this, but Daddy thought I’d look cute and I wanted to be the cutest. Plus, I’d always wondered about guys who shaved down there when I’d been watching porn, so maybe this was the push I needed. “You’re going to have to hold very still while Daddy cleans you down here. If you move, I might accidentally knick you, and that would be very bad.”
That was enough to have me second-guessing this entire idea. Just the idea that I could get cut—down there—had me wanting to tell Daddy I’d changed my mind. But I couldn’t see doing this on my own, and I trusted him. He’d keep me safe as long as I didn’t get wiggly.
“I’ll be good, Daddy,” I promised him. I jumped again when the high-pitched buzz of the clippers started. They were just little beard trimmers, but the metal combs looked like a monster’s teeth.
“Put your hands by the backsplash,” he directed me. I listened, leaning back and spreading my legs even wider. My breathing grew ragged as I clenched my butt. He was going to beright there. To do what he wanted to do, he was going to have to get up close and personal with the part of my body I wasn’t sure I was ready foranyoneto see. But he wasn’t anyone, he was Daddy. “Relax, Sammy. I’d say we can stop anytime, but I’m not sure that applies here. So, I’m going to ask you one last time before I get started, are you absolutely certain you want this?”
“I do, Daddy. Cross my heart I do, but I’m scared, too,” I explained. I didn’t open up to many people, but Daddy wasn’t like the rest. He had a way of making me feel like I could say anything that was on my mind without feeling bad about it. “You’re the first person I’ve been with and it’s a lot to process. I’d convinced myself no one would want me because I’m not like other guys.”
Daddy turned off the clippers and set them on the counter before wrapping his arms around me. He kissed the side of my head and gently rocked me. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to say to that, baby. I want to be happy, in a caveman way, that you haven’t been with anyone else, but I hate that you haven’t because you felt you could show them the real you.”
I hooked my feet behind Daddy’s back when he pressed his groin into mine. “Do you feel that? Even with everything I know about you and have seen, I still want you. Because you’re perfect. I’ll say it a million times a day if that’s what you need to believe me.”
I scooted back, feeling more confident about what he wanted to do. Daddywantedme. He’d been pretty insistent that we weren’t going to have sex tonight, but if I kept reminding myself that it was because he wanted us to have time to ease into our dynamic, maybe I could be loud enough to silence my doubts. “I’m ready now, Daddy. Thank you.”
Daddy shaving me was a case of sensory overload. That was the reason I told myself when I started crying halfway through. There were so many thoughts and emotions going through my head. At one point, Daddy stopped, resting his hands on my thighs. I pressed my hand to the side of his face, combing my fingers through his hair. “Don’t stop. I love everything you’re doing. It tickles, but it feels good, too. I can’t wait to see when you’re finished.”
“I’m almost done,” he told me, leaning in like he was inspecting his handiwork. He quickly worked on a couple of areas, I assumed he felt weren’t clean enough, before turning off the clippers and setting it on the counter. The dry cloth he used to brush away the stray hairs abraded my sensitive skin.
Thatwas a new feeling. Logically, I knew it wasn’t a huge difference, but even the air on my bare skin felt magnified. Daddy lifted me off the counter, spun me around, and held me as we stared into the mirror. “Well, what do you think?”
I stopped seconds before touching myself. “Can I feel it, Daddy?”
“You may.” He kissed the side of my head. “Thank you for asking permission. But you don’t get to come.”
“I know.” And I promptly forgot because, holy hell, that felt amazing. It shouldn’t be that different from before, but it was. Oh God, it was. Daddy pulled my hand away before gliding his fingers along my dick. “I love it, Daddy. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, baby. Now, let’s get you in the tub before the water gets cold.
With all the excitement, I’d completely forgotten that he’d already drawn my bath. It was a good thing that he’d remembered, otherwise we’d spend our time together sopping up water from all over the floor.
Daddy held my hand as I stepped into the tub, not letting go until I sat down and got settled. I grimaced because the water had already started to cool. Without me having to say a word, Daddy reached into the water and pulled the plug. Once some of the cooler water had drained, he added hot water until it was a comfortable temperature.
I didn’t play as much as I’d hoped to. Maybe next time. For now, I was all too aware of Daddy kneeling next to me. I sank deeper into the tub when he dipped a washcloth into the water and started cleaning me. The edge of the tub was sharp against the back of my neck, but I didn’t care, because I finally had a Daddy taking care of me and it was light years better than the scarred, cramped bathtub at my place.
“Sit up, baby. I need to wash your hair and then we’ll be done.” I closed my eyes as he massaged the shampoo into my unruly mop of dark hair. “Tip your head back.”
He used the sprayer to rinse all of the shampoo out of my hair before telling me to stand so he could rinse the bubbles from my skin. I stepped out of the tub when he held a towel open, wrapping it around my body so tightly I felt like a burrito. I sagged against his chest when he held me, closing my eyes to savor this moment. No matter how many baths Daddy gave me in the future, I wanted to commit every bit of this one to memory.
“You can sleep in the nursery if you’d prefer, but I’d love it if we could cuddle in the big bed and you slept next to me,” Daddy told me as he rubbed my skin dry. The thing I was learning to appreciate the most about him was that he didn’t demand more than he thought I was capable of, but he also pushed me outside my comfort zone. “No sex, but Daddy would love to hold you tonight and wake up next to you in the morning.”
“I like the way that sounds.” I wasn’t sure I’d have been able to stay in the bedroom he called the nursery, knowing he was just down the hall but not with me. “And I wouldn’t be opposed if youdidwant to do some sexy stuff.”
“Nope,” he responded firmly. “No matter how much you tempt me, nothing’s going to happen tonight. Even if I hadn’t told you we’d take that piece of our relationship slowly, you’re still under William’s protection. That means I want to talk to him and make sure he’s on board before we cross that line.”
“That’s not why he was helping me,” I protested. Sure, I’d heard of arrangements where a Dom had a say in a sub’s relationship with someone else, but it wasn’t what I’d anticipated for myself. But, at the same time, I sort of had because William was supposed to help me make sure I wasn’t getting in over my head. He’d promised to vet anyone I was interested in, even though we both knew Theron was the only Daddy I wanted, so I couldn’t exactly change the rules now. I flopped onto the bed, tossing my arms over my face. “Fine. Talk to William. Because that’s not embarrassing or anything.”
The bed dipped and Daddy laid down next to me, pulling me against his side. “He was trying to protect you. It’s not like he’s always going to be involved in our relationship, but I wouldn’t feel right doing anything like that without making sure he knows I’m serious about you. It’s agood thingthat he cares so much.”
“I know, but I feel like a kid who needs permission from his brother to lose his virginity. I hate that,” I grumbled.
“I’ll talk to him this week if it makes you feel better.”
