Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
That seemed like an all-done kind of clue, so I slowed until we were pressed together and just kissed his neck. Words might never be my friend without a lot of thought and some liquid courage, but kissing him was infinitely easier, so I nuzzled against him and kept kissing him.
“Good morning, pup.” Leif turned his head and kissed my cheek. “I like waking up with you this way even though your head was really loud this morning.”
Barely holding in a laugh, I shook my head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
His scoff made me laugh. “Liar.”
Never.
“How about we just say that I woke up thinking about my Master?” I thought that sounded much better, but he snickered.
“Yeah, that’s one way to describe it.” Kissing me again, he relaxed against the bed and slowly ran a hand over my back. “But I’m feeling good enough that I’ll let you be delusional this morning.”
I was hoping that hiding against him would keep him from noticing the way my face was heating up, but his quiet chuckle said that was wishful thinking. “I got to play with my sub and I got to watch him hump my leg and then ask so sweetly to be able to use his cum as lube to jerk me off. Yes, I think we’ve had a very good morning so far.”
Well, it’d been good until he’d decided that giving me a heart attack was a fun next step.
“I think I’m going to fall back on the you’re evil point.” That just made him laugh but it also distracted him.
“Hmm, does that mean you don’t want to have pup time this morning?” He made a soft thinking hum that made me want to wiggle against him. “I was going to play with my pup, but if you don’t want to…well, that’s fine.”
“Do you…do you have time?” There was a part of me that wanted to crawl back under the covers and hide, but the pup side of me was getting more used to coming out and didn’t see a reason to hide. “You…you have to work. I know that.”
Just because I hadn’t planned on getting much done didn’t mean that he was going to goof off too.
“Playtime with my pup and then work sounds like a wonderful morning.” He brushed his lips against mine as I slowly sat up, forgetting about hiding for the moment. “And I think playing with you will give me lots of inspiration for the sex scene I’m supposed to be writing.”
And the blush came back.
Wait.
I’d be inspiration?
I couldn’t help wiggling against him even though we had to be sticky enough to be driving him insane. “I…I want to help.”
Something sparked in his eyes, but it was gone as he lifted his head and gave me another kiss. When he leaned back down and reached up to cup my cheek, all I could see was happiness and a spark of desire. “Then let’s get cleaned up. It’s playtime for the cutest pup ever.”
Ugh.
I was never going to stop blushing…and his laughter as I crashed into his chest said he knew it.
Evil.
Yep, he was evil.
Chapter 22
Leif
“You can do it. Wag.” One orgasm in bed and another in the shower meant outside tail time, but Ender kept glaring at it like the tail was deliberately misbehaving. “Good boy, pup.”
Yep, he was definitely an inside tail kind of pup, but wearing out his penis and making him uncomfortable hadn’t been the goal. He might not have to work today but that didn’t mean I wanted his balls to ache all morning.
Deciding a distraction was in order or he’d keep going in circles glaring at his tail, I rolled the ball across the loft. “Go get it.”
Perfect.
He gave his tail one last huff before letting the ball become more important and he raced off to catch it. I had to admit that I missed seeing both tails wag when we played but it was good to see him finding other ways to play that didn’t involve humps and orgasms.
Ender was still trying to find the rhythm of enjoying being a pup without the fun parts he preferred as he brought back the ball, but by the third throw, he was wiggling and seemed to have forgotten about his frustrations.
He even barked.
Of course, it was a demand to throw it faster but he’d done it. “Good speak, pup.”
Well, ignoring that he was trying to be a pain in the ass it was good, so I ran my hand over his head and praised him even as I waited to throw the ball.
I could be proud of him and not reward bad behavior…it just took him a few moments to realize why he was getting loves without getting to chase the ball again.
Somehow, he made a huff sound dramatic even when he wasn’t trying to be a human sub, but he quickly cuddled close and rested his head in my lap. As he looked up at me, he whined and wiggled his hips to wag his tail slowly. “Oh, that’s my good pup.”