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Monster’s cheeks turn bright red, his eyes cast downward, and he nibbles on his lower lip, clearly uncomfortable. “I wouldn’t know,” he whispers.
My brows shoot straight up. “Are you confessing to being a virgin right now?” I question with a voice so low, hopefully only he can hear it.
He dips his chin, and I almost trip over my own feet. Monster has a reputation for being a player like me, so I’m ridiculously confused by what he just confessed.
“But you talk about fucking girls all the time,” I state, and he shrugs.
“Because I want everyone off my back. If they knew I was a virgin, everyone would either make fun of me or try to set me up with someone,” he mumbles, making my heart ache a little for him. “Sometimes, I think something’s wrong with me. I’ve never really wanted to have sex. I’m attracted to girls, but I’ve never wanted to fuck anyone. I don’t understand the appeal of sex, which isn’t how most guys’ brains work.”
I put my hand on his shoulder, offering him a warm smile. “You should come over to my place sometime this week. My roommate might understand exactly what you’re going through. You’re not alone,” I assure him.
I don’t want to out Rio as demisexual, but I’m pretty sure he’d be open to talking with Monster.
Monster dips his chin. “Thanks, man. Would you mind keeping this between us?”
“Of course. Who you decide to tell is your own business. I’m honored you chose to tell me. So, don’t worry, your secret is safe with me. Now, let’s shred some iron.”
Monster laughs, and I let him take the first round.
How does a guy go an entire year faking something like that? The poor guy must have felt beyond lonely. Well, he doesn’t have to feel that way anymore. I’m going to be his friend as best I can. Hopefully, meeting Rio will help him realize that he isn’t the only one who doesn’t experience things the same way as others.
CHAPTER TWELVE
IAN
My hand has been twitching all day, ever since Ben sent that suggestive text this morning. Then he must have really wanted to push his luck because he sent a sweaty selfie after his workout. He was naked in the picture, but the camera was angled so the photo cut off just above his package. He had his please-fuck-me face on, which had me popping an instant boner when I opened the attachment. Thank fuck I was between classes when I checked my phone. I learned quickly from his first text this morning that anything sent by that bratty boy is NSFW content.
I was itching for eight o’clock to roll around, but I was still able to give my students the attention they deserved. This is good because I couldn’t continue a relationship with Ben if he became a distraction, even if he’s the best kind.
When I sit at my kitchen table to grade my student’s assignments, I’m surprised at how quickly I’m getting through them. Maybe it’s the promise of having my boy over my knee when I’m finished.
The time goes by in a blur, and I’m almost caught off guard when the alarm I set for seven thirty goes off. Holy crap, I’m beyond shocked I finished reading my last student’s assignment. A smile spreads across my face at my accomplishment. Maybe having Ben in my life will turn out to be better than I originally planned. I’ve never graded assignments this quickly in my life, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to give Ben my entire focus if the idea of waiting assignments was looming over my head. So when I sat down, I gave them my entire focus.
I’m pretty proud of myself. Now it’s time to clean up and get ready for Ben to arrive.
The knock on my door comes at exactly eight o’clock, causing a grin to spread across my face. I take my time walking toward it, not needing Ben to think I’m too eager.
“Hmm, you’re on time. So, you can listen to directions,” I state when I open the door.
“I’m good at listening, Daddy,” he replies, walking past me once I step aside to let him in.
I huff out a breath. “I’m not sold on that being the truth. If it were, you wouldn’t have sent that tease of a picture.”
“Did you not like it?” he whispers, biting his lip. His shoulders are slumped a little, and his spine isn’t straight like it usually is when I’ve caught sight of him in the halls at school with his friends. It’s like he’s making himself smaller, taking on a more submissive stance, but his eyes are filled with a mischievous glint, showing that even though he enjoys letting me have the dominance when we’re together, there is still a fierceness to him that I love. Like I told him before, I don’t want him compliant. I want to have to work for his total submission.
“I loved it,” I correct him. “But good boys don’t send pictures like that while Daddy is working. They especially don’t send dirty texts that make Daddy hard as a fucking rock. Not unless they want a sore ass, of course…” I pause, taking his chin in my hand. “Were you wanting Daddy to spank you?”
Ben nods his head. “Yes, Daddy.”
I take a deep inhale, needing to center myself quickly. Hearing that Ben wants me to spank him turns me on more than I ever thought possible. Ever since he told me he wanted to experience a more intense spanking scene, I’ve been thinking about it a lot. I’d love to make him fly.
I exhale slowly, raising a brow at him. “Maybe I shouldn’t spank you if you want it so bad. That sounds more like a reward than a punishment.”
Ben pouts, and I bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from smiling at his cuteness. You wouldn’t think someone tall and broad like Ben could pull off being adorable, but he does it. He’s the perfect fucking boy.
“Please, Daddy,” he begs.
I tilt my head from side to side as if I’m thinking about my answer. I’m definitely going to spank Ben tonight, but I have to teach him a lesson first.
