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Just reminding you what’s at stake if you back out of our arrangement.

Me:

I’m not. I just don’t know how to do this.

I almost add the fact that I’m confused as fuck, but I don’t need to give him anything else to rag on me about.

Cole:

I told you not to worry about this right now. You’re supposed to be getting ready for your class. Have you eaten yet?

I scoff. Like he actually cares about me. Is ensuring I get my proper nutrition a kink of his?

Me:

I’m trying to.

Suddenly, I get a FaceTime request from him. I don’t want to accept it, but I do.

“What?” I bark.

“That’s no way to answer the phone when I call.”

Is he really doing this out in the open? It looks like he’s up against a building somewhere, but who knows who’s around him. At least he has his AirPods in, so no one can hear my side of the conversation.

I stare at the screen, not knowing what to say.

“Put your phone up so I can watch you while you eat.”

“What?” I scoff. “No, that’s weird.”

He licks his lips as he looks around him, off screen. Good, at least he has enough sense to remain out of earshot of others before he says whatever else he has to say to me.

“You’ll pay for that later, Haywood.” Goosebumps rise all over my skin as heat swirls within me. “I gave you an instruction, now fucking do it before I come back there and make you do it. I promise you, you aren’t ready for that.”

I feel my eyes widen with shock at his threat, at the same time as my cock hardens. Fuck, I’ve never been this horny before. I don’t think there’s any more denying how turned on I get from Cole being an insufferable asshole toward me.

Maybe if I stop fighting the unknown and just give into it the way he wants me to—the way I obviously want to—this can be remotely enjoyable?

I stand my phone up across from me and lean it against the wall, ensuring I’m centered in the middle of the screen.

“That’s a good boy…” He’s so condescending.

Why do I like it?

“Now, let me see you eat your lunch. Open your mouth for me and take a big bite.” His voice is low, sultry, enticing. I watch as he pulls his bottom lip through his teeth, raising his phone closer to his face.

My jaw goes slack and I open, bringing the sandwich to my mouth. Suddenly, I’m ravenous. As though my body wants nothing more than to consume this food simply for the reward of Cole’s encouragement.

Taking another bite, this one goes down easier than the last. Cole watches, attention rapt as I make my way through half of the sandwich before speaking again.

“Now that’s a good fucking toy. Are you feeling better?” There’s still a bit of a dangerous edge to his voice, but it surprises me that he genuinely seems interested to know.

I nod, still chewing.

“Say, ‘yes, Daddy.’” I stop mid-chew, and I watch him to see whether or not he’s joking. He looks me dead in the eye and cocks his eyebrow as though he’s growing impatient.

I barely manage to swallow while he waits, and I realize that this might be the most difficult instruction I’ve ever had to follow.