Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73035 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73035 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
“Oh…” As it stopped, my hands flopped down to my sides and I groaned, the sound muffled through the pillow. “Oh, Gray.”
He had the best ideas.
He chuckled and sounded entirely too pleased with himself, but he gave me my reward and hit the button again. I was so distracted with the wonderful pleasure and his wicked glee that I forgot to be suspicious.
“Oh!” Ice.
Very cold ice.
Fuck.
As I fought to breathe and get the pillow off my head, something smooth slipped over my now startled and soft cock. “Perfect. I wasn’t sure if that would work but I didn’t want to hurt my boy.”
Every frustrating and probably stupid comment that tried to come out of my mouth got stuck in my throat as I looked down and watched him carefully finish fitting a cock cage over me. “Oh…”
Eventually I’d figure out something else to say that sounded smarter, but for the moment I was stunned. “I…you…”
When he was finished, he leaned over and smiled as he gave me a kiss. He looked…delighted, yes, he looked utterly delighted. “Who do you belong to, baby?”
My brain wasn’t fast enough and he chuckled, giving me another peck before straightening and reaching down to pet over the cage. “Who’s got your pretty dick all wrapped up?”
It was…
I was…
“You, Gray.” My brain worked just enough to grasp why saying Daddy would not be the right response.
This definitely wasn’t a Daddy idea either.
No, this was definitely his Dom side coming out to play.
“I knew you could do it, baby.” He gave me another pat and then buzzed the toy that I’d almost forgotten about. “There you go. Another reward.”
Fuck.
The gentle buzz that had me wanting to moan and squirm had been replaced with fireworks that made me cry out. It was still over entirely too soon, and it left me imagining how good it would’ve felt for just a few seconds longer.
“Thank you, Gray.”
Yay, buttoned again.
Best. Toy. Ever.
This time it was so short it was frustrating and I found myself reaching out to pull him back against me. It was wonderful and maddening because he let me hold him and move against him, but the cage kept my dick hidden away and the plug was more frustrating than rewarding when it wasn’t buzzing.
Hmm, how many times could I call him Gray before it got to be annoying and not cute?
How many times would the toy have to go off before I came?
These were definitely the kind of math problems that would’ve been helpful to learn at some point. The trains never met in the middle, but there was a direct relationship between annoying Daddy, being buzzed, and getting to come.
I was starting to wish I’d been more focused in math class.
Chapter Fifteen
Gray
Camden was right.
He was very good at responding to positive reinforcement and reward-based motivation.
God, he was so fucking perfect.
As he squirmed, pouting every time he remembered that he was in the cage, he looked so hungry and completely focused on me that I knew we were going to have to play this game again. Just next time with more rules. For now, I was going to let him explore the pleasure and soak up the rewards.
I wanted him to remember this every time he said my name for years to come.
“Oh…Gray…I…” The need in his voice wasn’t quite at desperation level yet, but as I gave him another burst of pleasure through the plug, I could see his thoughts starting to lose focus and my name was coming more and more easily to his lips. “Yes…Please…”
I wasn’t sure what he was begging for specifically, but I was more than ready to help him figure it out. We weren’t in any rush and he had my undivided attention.
For the time being, his thoughts seemed to be about pulling me closer and writhing against me. I’d honestly expected anything, from him just saying my name over and over to get to come right away, to him stumbling over it so many times he got frustrated. But the slightly devious approach that seemed to be developing was fascinating.
Camden kissed down my neck, stroking his hands over my back as he held me tight and seemed to be carefully spacing out my name. “Let me…Can I touch you, Gray? Can I take your shirt off?”
Rewarding him, I made the toy vibrate and send sparks of pleasure through my sweetly manipulative boy. “Yes, baby.”
Kissing over his face, I inched back just enough for him to strip off the T-shirt I’d quickly switched into when I’d gone home to get my clothes. When it was tossed to the floor, his hands stroked my chest, teasing over my nipples. “I liked kissing you and coming on you. Can we…can I play with you again?”
Hmm, was it too soon for another buzz or was he trying not to be greedy?