Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 64929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
He made it easy to focus on him, to let the world fade away. It was so fucking difficult sometimes, but not in that moment. It felt so natural to slowly push that plug inside of him until it was fully seated.
I groaned, the sight of it even hotter than I’d expected — which was saying something. “Fuck,” I whispered, “you look so good for your master. So good. Do you like your tail?”
I put my hand in front of him, close enough for him to nuzzle, or lick, or do anything to — and I wanted him to, wanted to sink even further into this place and state of mind. He buried his face against my hand, and I felt the lightest little caress of his tongue. “Good boy.” I kept up the gentle touches as he nuzzled into me and pressed his body into my abs. “You want more, huh?” I gave a low laugh as he barked. “I’ll give my pup more cuddles, but first, Master wants to see you play with the ball and wag that pretty tail.”
He gave a low huff of protest but started to shift a little on my lap. “Good boy.” Not finding any reason to deny myself the urge to keep touching him, I ran my hands over his body as he slowly got his knees back under him. He was shaky and clearly lost in his role, but he did his best to obey me.
His hard cock bobbed between his thighs as he carefully got off my lap. He was beautiful, sexier than I’d ever imagined, and looking at me with such adoration. There was no judgment in his eyes, no worries, or old arguments standing between us. I was Master, and he was my pup.
“That’s my good pup.” Not letting myself think, I ran my hand over his ass and gave the tail a little nudge. He gasped out and arched up, begging for more. “Show me how you wag your tail. Clench down on the plug, Pup.”
It took Adrian a minute to understand what I meant.
“That’s right,” I encouraged him. As his body tightened around the plug, sending waves of pleasure through him, it would also wag his tail. “My pretty pup.” He slowly got used to the movement and the sensation that had to be flooding through him, because soon he was wagging and slowly moving around. He didn’t go far, and he didn’t stop begging for little touches. The minute my hands left his body, he’d press up against me or wag his little tail, and he would bark.
It shouldn’t have affected me the way it did, but every time that tail shifted or he made one of those sounds, I lost myself a little more. I wanted to see what other noises I could coax out of him, but I didn’t trust myself. We’d kissed, but kissing was… mild. The things I wanted to do to him were anything but.
I needed to clear my head.
“Go get your toy,” I told him, making sure to give him a scratch behind the ears so he knew I wasn’t sending him to do something else because he’d messed up — anything but, really. “I think we said we’d play, hmm?”
Adrian gave a low bark. It was almost a questioning sound, but maybe that was just in my head.
“Where’s your ball, Pup?” I got another bark. More confident, maybe? Then he glanced around and bounded over to pick up the toy where it rolled near the dresser. Two strides in, and he gave a low whine, arching his back and wagging the tail desperately.
I couldn’t help but let out a low chuckle. “I know it feels good, but bring me the ball.” Adrian crawled more slowly across the room, letting out little noises that were pure need as the tail swung behind him. When he finally brought the ball back to me, we were both breathing hard — and we hadn’t even started playing yet.
“Just think, Pup,” I murmured. “It already feels good… Think about how it’s going to feel when you chase the ball.” I took it from him, meeting his eyes and seeing only pleasure there, only need.
I tossed the ball experimentally into the air, testing the weight and forcing myself to commit to this instead of kissing him and seeing just how far we could go. Taking in a deep, shuddering breath, I tossed the ball lightly toward the other end of the room. “Fetch, boy,” I encouraged him.
Adrian gave a happy bark. It was clear he wanted to chase after it but as I watched the tail sway cautiously, I realized he was nervous about how it would feel. “It’s going to feel so good, Pup. Show me how fast you can get the ball, boy.” Running one hand down his back and over his ass, I nudged the tail again, telling myself it was just to give him some encouragement… to get him used to the sensation.