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“What did you think about all that?” Ididn’t really have anything particular I was curious about, but I wanted tohear how everything had seemed from his perspective.

“I don’t know.” He leaned back against thecouch, tucking me close against him. “It explains why Graham was so quiet aboutwho he was seeing and his personal life, but I was really surprised with howhis parents acted. I thought her omega rights shit was mostly because shedidn’t understand real life. I didn’t expect all the crazy, honestly.”

No one had.

“Graham seems to be handling it well now.”I relaxed against Simon and felt more of my tension leaking out. I hadn’talways understood or accepted it, but just knowing that where I sat or how wetouched wasn’t up to me was a relief.

Austin said it probably had a lot to do withhow stressful our lives had always been, but I wasn’t sure there would ever beone reason why submission pulled at some people.

“Shane was pissed for a while.” Simon’shand started stroking my back. “I wasn’t as shocked. I guess I expected some ofthe family to be kinky. They all see things their own way already. I justwished I’d paid a bit more attention to what everyone was doing. I feel like Ishouldn’t have missed Graham’s relationship.”

Then he laughed quietly. “Shane was a bitof a surprise, though. He was obsessing over Tanner, but I never saw anythingdominant in his personality. I thought maybe whatever the Dom equivalent of aservice kink would be, but that was it.”

I grinned. “I’m not sure if I can see himin a French maid’s outfit, but yeah, he’s always had that air of wanting totake care of things and make Tanner’s life easier. Austin said one time hethought Shane would have made a good Daddy Dom if Tanner was into that.”

Simon’s chest jerked as he laughed. “Yeah,I can see that. He’d be good at that, but he’d be one of those Daddies who hadeverything scheduled and arranged playdates around planned naps.”

“Oh yeah.” Letting out another slow breath,I started stroking Simon’s chest, loving the way the closeness chasedeverything away. “I don’t remember at this point if we’ve talked about it ornot, but the club is going to have a playroom for littles and pups and Austinis having a wonderful time decorating it. I think Silas is worried that Austinis going to drag home a little at some point. He keeps talking aboutbabysitting.”

Simon snorted. “I can see that. He seemslike he has the imagination for that kind of play. Not everyone has fun withthe littles and pups. Most would probably enjoy other subs coming in to play.”

I wasn’t as carefree as Austin when it cameto things like that, but I could see the draw to that part of the lifestyle.

“He wants to get someone to be almost likea room monitor or babysitter for the unattached littles and pups.” As Simonnodded, I continued. “Do you think there are enough single subs like that whomight want someone to take care of them for a short period?”

“Rent a Daddy, huh?” He chuckled. “Yeah, Ihaven’t been really active lately, but in the past, I knew a variety of pupsand littles. They tend to group together online and in friendships, but fromwhat they said, finding Doms who are into that is hard.”

I snorted. “Finding Doms into anything ishard.”

He chuckled. “Yeah, I think it’s becausefinding like-minded people online is so difficult. And they really can’tapproach domination on a date or even on a dating site without causing chaos,so it’s rough.”

“Yeah, being honest about that kind ofstuff is hard. That’s why we want the club to work. There has to be a betterway of meeting the right person than hoping you’ll randomly find someone who’sinterested in the same things you are.” Because that seriously did not work.

Sure, Tanner had good luck with Shane. ButI personally thought he’d been drawn to Shane’s quiet style of domination fromthe moment they’d met, and that had been why they’d been able to work togetherso easily.

“I agree.” I felt Simon press a kiss to myhead. “And on a slightly random note, once the playroom is done, let’s get somepictures of the space. We’ll make sure there are no identifying aspects to thephoto, but we could email the pics to a select few people in the lifestyle sothey could start the word-of-mouth advertising going.”

That was the part that made me nervous. Iliked planned, organized risks. I knew it would be necessary to grow the club,but it felt more precarious than I would have liked. Unfortunately, I hadn’tbeen able to come up with a safer way to grow things.

“That sounds like a good idea. We don’twant the club to end up being one dimensional.” Just having a building full ofsubs or Doms or even people who were into just one thing wouldn’t help us lastin the long run.

“Once people realize it’s legit and safe, Ithink you won’t have any problems getting people from all aspects of thelifestyle.” His hold relaxed as he started stroking my leg. “We’ll keep thesite as secure as possible and Eddie will make sure he screens everyonecarefully.”

Something in his voice said the job hadmoved over toward the Dom side of his brain and wasn’t just a job any longer. Iwasn’t sure if that would change anything in the long run, but I had to admit,there was a big part of me that liked how protective he was turning out to be.

As we cuddled, the hand from my leg came upand he cupped my face. Moving me, he shifted my head so he could kiss my lips.There was no question about what I wanted or if I’d allow it. He just wanted akiss, so he took it.

In the grand view of BDSM it was tiny andinnocent, but the confidence and genuine domination in his touch felt likesomething I’d been missing all my life. This wasn’t someone playing atdomination who would run scared at the first sign of my submission.

He was the real deal.

Chapter 12

Simon

“No.” Bradley shook his head as it restedagainst my chest. “That’s not something I was ever curious about.”

We’d spent more time than I’d plannedtalking about limits and needs but he was so relaxed that I hadn’t felt theneed to stop. He seemed perfectly content letting me ask one question afteranother and only occasionally stepping in to ask one for himself.