Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
I’d tripped over the last part making him chuckle and shake his head. “I’m not sure that’s the right word, Finley. Unless scary things turn you on?”
“Sometimes?” I sounded like an idiot, but I wasn’t sure how to sound smarter or more functional or at least less silly. “But sometimes it feels big scary and sometimes it’s little scary.”
His finger slowly caressed my jaw and a whine escaped before I could catch it. Master Jared grinned. “Oh, you liked that, didn’t you?”
He knew the answer, but I still felt my face heating up as I nodded. “Yes, Master.”
“You’re a very good boy for being honest, Finley.” Something seemed to spark inside him making him look even sexier as his eyes shone with pleasure. “I think my good boy should be rewarded.”
Oh…
His hand shifted and his finger stroked over my lips again, this time slipping between them and letting me taste his skin. “You may lick or suck or kiss my finger, Finley. What do you want?”
Everything.
I wanted everything.
His finger kept me from saying anything out loud, so I showed him. Taking the tip between my lips, I moaned as he nodded and slowly fucked my mouth as I sucked on him. It was…it was incredible and something about the whole experience had my knees going wobbly.
He’d barely touched me but my cock was aching, and I could feel every nerve ending sparking and begging for more from the fascinating Dom. He was amazing and psychic and the best Dom ever, stepping closer and bracing me against the wall I’d forgotten was behind me.
When his body was pressed against mine, he fed me more of his finger. “Good boy. I like seeing how needy my sweet slut is. You’d look so pretty pressed against the wall where I could fuck you, but this is good for now. I love how everyone can see what an eager little slut you are.”
Me too.
Yes, me too.
“They’re shocked, though.” Master Jared shook his head, looking at me like I’d been terribly naughty and making me feel like I should apologize. “They thought you were a sweet sub and now everyone is watching you. They’re all imagining what it would be like if I turned you around and bared your bottom for everyone to see.”
Master Jared made a tsking sound, but the heat in his eyes made it clear he didn’t think that was a bad thing…and he was actually treating me like a dirty sub.
He was amazing.
“I bet they know you’re imagining kneeling and sucking on my cock, too.” Sinking his finger deeper into my mouth, we were both picturing what it would be like with my lips around his cock. “They know you’re probably fantasizing about being leashed by your Master because you’re a wicked sub who wants to be used while everyone watches.”
Oh…he’d leash me?
He’d make me crawl after him?
I’d bet he’d be so sweet when he called me a dirty slut and tugged on the leash so I’d have to go faster. He’d probably tell me what a good slut I was when I hurried. The images running through my head were so overwhelming I couldn’t think straight.
I must’ve stopped sucking on him because he slipped his finger out and traced over my lips again as he studied me closely, so I scrambled to get real thoughts in order. “I…I…just by you, Master.”
He went back to shaking his head but with a cloudy expression on his face that made me think I’d been naughty again. “No, my slut would probably love to be passed around and used, I know that and it’s okay. You can’t help being a needy slut who needs to be shown off, so don’t worry, I’ll keep you on a tight leash and make sure everyone knows you’re my slut.”
Master Jared seemed to see right through me.
“But you’re a very lucky slut.” He smiled brightly, but it looked beautifully devious. “Knowing you belong to me and that I’m in control is what pleases me. Owning you and showing you off would make me very happy, slut, so don’t worry about me getting to be too possessive and hiding you away.”
Oh, he was…
I wanted to promise that he could have me, but the last flickering brain cells pointed out he was too good a Dom to own me this soon.
“I feel very lucky, Master.” It was so hard to think. All he had to do was take a deep breath and he’d push hard enough against my dick to make me come. “I…I would like to know what else would please you.”
Was that good enough?
Would that tell him I wanted to get to know him more without sounding too needy…well, bad needy? Just because a Dom wanted to touch a sub at a club didn’t mean they wanted to get to know the boring stuff about them. But he’d talked about seeing me later in the week. That had to mean something.