12. Ian

Having Maddie in his bed was the worst kind of torture. Even though he kept his distance, the heat of her body and the scent of her bubble bath had his senses going crazy. He wanted to touch her everywhere and use his mouth to kiss every place he touched before burying his cock inside her pussy.

And he was a terrible fucking person for feeling that way.

You are seriously going to hell for thinking of your best friend's sister that way.

Maddie had already fallen asleep and left his mind swirling with thoughts of her naked body as she got in and out of the bathtub. He had tried not to look, but he couldn't help it. Her full breasts had brought his cock to an aching hardness that didn't ease up until he'd taken a shower and rubbed himself into an exploding orgasm. And yet, less than an hour later, with Maddie in his bed, his cock was back to full attention.

He hated the feelings that he had for her. Hated himself for having them. Ian had always prided himself on being a man of discipline and knowing right from wrong. Yet when it came to Maddie, he felt his discipline and common sense had gone on a vacation and left him to figure it out for himself. Even if she wanted him, he would be betraying Cam by going after his sister. It was bro code or something.

Ian knew that if the tables were turned, he would love it if a man like Cameron fell in love with his sister, but Cameron and Ian were completely different men. Cam was sweet, soft, and attentive, while Ian was kinky, dominant, and possessive. Cameron knew about his Daddy side and even showed some interest in it, but Ian didn't think he had ever gone down the BDSM path, and they had moved to Colorado before Ian could take Cam to the club that he belonged to. He also knew that Cam being understanding of his kinky side was much different than being okay with him dragging his little sister into his kinky adventures. Not that Maddie would even be interested in being a Little.

Ian finally dozed off to sleep at some point in the night and woke up in the morning with a warm body spooned up against him. Opening his eyes, a mess of brown hair came into his vision. He realized Maddie had her back against his front and had her ass tucked right up against his erection.

Torture. Pure fucking torture.

She had Stitch clutched to her chest and her thumb in her mouth. Ian wondered if she would suck on a pacifier for him if he asked her to. It would be better for her teeth.

She's not your Little, and she might kick you in the balls if you mentioned a pacifier.

Maddie stirred against him, making his cock ache even more. Trying to shift away from her slightly to create room between them, he groaned quietly when she moved with him and shifted until she was against him again. She was even a little brat in her sleep. If his balls turned blue, she was to blame for it.

"Ian?" she said sleepily.

"Yeah?"

She turned back towards him and must have realized just how close she was because suddenly, she rolled the other way and stared at him with wide eyes.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to invade your side of the bed," she said hastily.

Ian grinned and shook his head, "Uh-huh. Sure."

Her eyes swept from his face down to his chest and then lower. He wasn't normally self-conscious, but he wondered if she liked what she saw. When her eyes looked as though they were going to bug out of her head, he looked down and realized that with the blankets down past his waist, the outline of his erection against his sweats was obvious. He snatched the blankets up, covering himself even though he knew the damage had already been done.

He looked at her face and grinned at the rosy color of her cheeks, a blush that ran down her neck to her chest.

"Why did you cover up?" she asked.

Ian stared at her in shock. What was he supposed to say to that?

"Because you were staring at me like it was going to bite you."

Her eyes shot up to his with surprise.

"It can't bite me."

He stared at her with an incredulous look. She was killing him.

"Can I touch it?"

Okay, he had died and gone to hell.

"What? No, you can't touch it!"

"Why not?"

Why not? Why not! Because if she touched it, it would probably explode. And she was his best friend's sister. Running his hand through his hair, Ian didn't know how to respond. Was she messing with him? Or did she actually want to touch it? Either way, the answer was no.

"Because I said no."

Great answer, dumbass.

She stuck her lower lip out in a pout, and he wanted to run his finger across that lip. He needed to get out of bed and get away from her before he did something he shouldn't.

"Well, that just sucks," she said.

"Madison Rose, you don't just ask men if you can touch that."

Maddie glared at him, "I wasn't just asking anyone. I was asking you."

That is so much worse!

"They are all the same, Maddie. Touched one, touched them all."

Wow. You are an idiot.

"But I've never touched one, so how do I know what it feels like?"

Ian was pretty sure he was having some sort of alien abduction experience because there was no way this conversation was actually happening.

No fucking way.

He blinked and stared down at her in silence. Her sparkling green eyes stared back at him, and he was pretty sure she wasn't messing with him. But if she hadn't even touched one, that meant she was a virgin, and that couldn't be right. She was in her mid-twenties and had gone to college and parties.

Fuck me. She's a virgin and my best friend's sister. I must have done something really terrible in my life to deserve this torture.

"What do you mean you've never touched one?"

He probably shouldn't have asked that, but he needed the confirmation of all the questions that were running wild in his head.

Maddie lowered her eyes from his and stared at his chest. He could see from the tight look on her face that she was nervous, and he wanted to reach out to soothe her, but he had to keep his distance. It was the only way he could hang on to any thread of control at that moment.

"I've never… uh… been with a man. I've never dated anyone that I've wanted to do that with. I've only dated two guys and only kissed one of them once."

Holy shit.

He needed to get as far away from her as possible. Just the thought of her being a virgin for him was nearly enough to come in his sweatpants. He couldn't have those thoughts. She wasn't a virgin for him. She was just a virgin.

He rolled out of bed, keeping his back to her so she couldn't gawk at his cock again.

"We can't talk about this. I'm proud of you for waiting and not just doing it with anyone, but you need to talk to your girlfriends about this and not me. I'm going to shower and then I'm going to the gym. Stay in bed as long as you'd like."

Yeah, he was rambling and being ridiculously awkward, but how was he supposed to react? They had never had such an intimate conversation and having that conversation now when he'd already envisioned her in his fantasies made him feel like the world's biggest perv. He had been fantasizing about an innocent virgin. Thoughts that would scare the shit out of someone like her. And the knowledge that she was a virgin had his cock so painfully hard that he was pretty sure he wasn't walking normally as he made his way into the bathroom.

Ian turned on the taps and sent a quick text to Damian.

Gym in 45 minutes? I need to work out some aggression.

It only took a moment before he got a reply.

Works for me. See you there.

Ian got in and out of the shower in record time. He had turned the water to the coldest setting possible, and by the time he stepped out, his cock had calmed down. After he was dressed in his gym clothes, he opened the bathroom door, and Maddie was nowhere to be seen. He hoped he hadn't hurt her feelings when he'd hustled off to the bathroom. Hurting her was the last thing he wanted to do.

When he walked down the hall, he saw that her bedroom door was closed, stopped in front of it, and considered knocking, but decided he should give her some space, so he continued toward the stairs.

Damian was already at the gym when Ian arrived and was already drenched in sweat as he worked on a punching bag. As soon as he saw Ian, he stopped and held the bag so Ian could start warming up. He took one swing and then another and another until he was also drenched in sweat. Neither he nor Damian had said a word to each other. They both knew what it meant when one of them said they needed to work out some aggression. They would talk afterward, once they were both exhausted.

After they were both warmed up, they stepped into one of the boxing rings together and sparred. Damian was thicker than Ian, but what Damian had in strength, Ian made up with speed. And even though they were similar in height, Ian's arms were a couple of inches longer than Damian's, giving him some advantage.

By the time they called it quits, Ian felt refreshed and clear-headed until Damian opened his damn mouth.

"You never told me that Cam's sister is a Little."

Ian nearly dropped his water jug and narrowed his eyes at Damian.

"She's not," he barked.

Damian made a scoffing sound and tilted his head at Ian.

"I have been a Daddy Dom for long enough to know one when I see one. And she is a Little, through and through. How could you not have seen it? You're just as experienced as I am."

He had seen the signs and had his suspicions. But for whatever reason, he kept telling himself that she wasn't a Little.

"Is she single? She's adorable."

Ian growled instinctively and widened his stance towards Damian, who held up his hands.

"Okay, calm down. I didn't know she was yours. Which is strange considering you didn't even know she was a Little."

"She's not mine. She's Cam's sister, and I am responsible for her now."

Damian studied him before responding, probably deciding what he could say without pissing Ian off more.

"You have feelings for her. It was obvious yesterday. Maybe you didn't know for sure that she was a Little, but you have feelings for her, and I'm betting you had an inkling that she had a Little side."

He glared at Damian, "If you knew I had feelings for her yesterday, then why the hell did you ask if she was single?"

Damian laughed, "Because I wanted to know exactly how deep those feelings were. And based on your response, they are pretty fucking deep."

Ian shrugged and took a long drink of water.

"She's Cam's sister. Which means no matter how I feel about her, she is off-limits."

"Maybe you should let her decide what is off-limits or not."

Ian only thought about that briefly before he dismissed it.

"It's not her choice. It's mine."