Page 86 of Finding His Silver Fox Daddy

I blinked, coming back to the present as Henry’s breathing returned to normal. “Doing okay, old man?”

He scoffed at me. “Old man, my ass. I’m taking everything you’re dishing out.”

I smiled at him. “That you are. Ready for more?”

“More? What else is there to do?” He involuntarily pulled against the handcuffs.

I frowned playfully, tapping my chin as I looked at the wall. “Well, you haven’t blown me yet. That’ll get you there pretty quickly. I can always put the ring back on so you stay hard but can’t come.” I took a breath, looking at the items laid out on the bed. “I was curious about the urethral sounding cage, actually.”

His eyes shot wide at that.

I laughed. “Don’t worry—I’m not comfortable messing with sounding without some training or supervision.”

I watched Henry literally gulp. “Supervision?”

I nodded, eyeing him. “I think you’d like being under my control with an audience, wouldn’t you?”

His eyes flashed heat, and I knew I was right. He nodded slowly like he was hesitant to admit it.

“Don’t worry, Daddy. We don’t have to do it at Mix It Up. If you want to go out of town to try something new, we can do that. Portland has a good club for voyeurs and exhibitionists. If you want me to show you off, I’m down. I’m so down. That would be fucking hot.”

He leaned forward a bit, and his hands tugged at the cuffs again. “And you? Could I show you off?”

“Ohhh, a sexy Dom/sub switch scene? That would be fucking hot, Daddy. Yes. Absolutely.”

He chuckled. “It’s a date.”

Abruptly, I wanted to be just us for a bit, none of the play. I crawled up on the bed and released his hands, rubbing each wrist gently before letting them go. “Changed my mind.” I snuggled into his side, resting my curly head of hair on his chest. His arms wrapped around me, and I hummed in contentment. “Just hold me for a bit?”

“Definitely, baby.” He kissed my forehead.

I poked him in the chest playfully. “This doesn’t mean I’m done torturing you. Just need a little break.”

He chuckled again, and I loved that I could feel it reverberating under my cheek. “Oh, I have no doubt. You are quite the sadist, Tristan Applegate.”

I snickered. “When I want to be. And I was thinking . . .” I let my voice trail off before continuing. “I’d like you to do something similar to me sometime. Would you be up for that?”

Henry hummed. “Sure, baby. What kinds of things would you like me to do to you? I’m not much into torture or a lot of pain.”

I nodded, knowing he could feel it though I couldn’t meet his eyes. “I have a giant plug at home—bigger than the one we used on you earlier—and I’d love to wear that for you. And maybe after, you could spank me then fuck my sore ass.”

Henry froze beneath me, his hands gripping me tighter, and I instantly pulled back to meet his gaze. “You . . . you’d like that?”

I still wasn’t sure what he thought about it, so I trod carefully. “Um, yes?”

But then Henry smiled, and my chest loosened. “It’s okay to share what you want, Tris. I expect it, actually. How else are we going to work?”

I smiled back, but nerves still fluttered in my stomach. “That’s true. But you don’t like administering pain.”

Henry looked away for a bit before turning back. “I didn’t think I liked receiving pain, either, but with you, it’s different. I like to hurt for you. I don’t much care to take spankings, not real ones—though a few playful slaps can be hot—but you edging me? The nipple clamps? Even making me take a giant plug? Jesus, baby. That was so fucking hot. And turning the tables, giving the spankings . . . I think, with you, I could lay into that ass as hard as you needed.”

“Fuck.” I laughed aloud as I laid my head back down on his chest. “I’m so here for that. I haven’t had a good spanking in a while. And who knows? Maybe we’ll both like it so much we can make it a regular thing.”

“Would you need that?”

“Need? Not really. Want? Maybe.” I smiled to myself. How had this perfect man been hiding right under my nose this whole time? I pushed back, leaning on my side until I was sitting up. “Now, I need to edge you like five more times before bed. I want to see you cry and beg for me to let you come.”

Henry’s eyes flashed like I knew they would. I saw his dick twitch out of the corner of my eye, too. “Shit, baby. You’re really taking this punishment thing seriously, aren’t you?”