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 was however idiotically horny and terminally desperate…so not that smart at the moment.
He made it even worse when he slid his leg between mine again and pressed it against my achingly hard dick. The faint sparks of painful pleasure had my eyes nearly rolling back in my head. “My sweet boy definitely deserves another reward for being so good and for answering my question so thoroughly. Don’t forget, I said fifteen seconds this time, pet.”
Master clearly loved rewarding me even though it might kill me…or worse, make me come when I wasn’t supposed to.
“Thank you, Master.” I couldn’t tell him that, though. He was so good to me and he liked making me happy.
“Such a polite boy.” That got me another kiss as his hand stroked down my neck and lightly grazed over my chest, giving me a hint of what might be to come as his fingers trailed over one nipple before he sat back. “Ready. Set. Go.”
Just hearing those simple words sent a rush through me.
I knew no matter how long I was with Master Jared, that innocent phrase would make me hard and aching for years to come. It would bring memories of desperate desire and tender humiliation as I humped his leg under his pleased, smiling expression.
In those painfully short seconds, my world narrowed down to the embarrassment of knowing I was humping him and the pleasure that fired through me as my dick thrust against his hard leg. I was right on the edge of exploding into a thousand pieces when his lips moved and I faintly heard the word one.
“Good boy.” I must’ve stopped because he smiled and I got another kiss as his hands ran over my head. “That’s right. You love your rewards, pet, and I love seeing you hump me while everyone gets to watch my pretty slut.”
I was shaking as the world came back into focus. His sexy words weren’t helping me to clear out my head, but Master Jared was keeping a tight hold on me and was watching me like I was the center of his world. “There you are. Such a good boy. I’m so glad you were obedient and didn’t come, slut.”
Me too.
But there was still a small, wicked voice in the back of my head that wanted to know what it would be like to have come with everyone watching. But it was… I pushed it to the back of my head and focused on the fantasies that weren’t overwhelming. “Thank you, Master.”
Something wicked sparked in his eyes and I had another moment of wondering just how psychic he was.
He knew.
He knew I wanted to be humiliated and pushed, but he was a good Dom and just brushed his lips across mine again as his hands moved to caress my arms. “Such a polite little sub even when you’re hard and shaking and such a dirty boy you’re nearly begging to be fucked right here…or made to do something even more naughty.”
He really was psychic.
There was nothing I could say that would make sense or be a good idea, so I leaned into his hand as one came up to stroke my cheek again. Master Jared’s eyes warmed as he nodded to himself. “Yes, I think it’s time to unwrap my pretty present.”
Me.
I was his pretty present.
Oh, he was going to unwrap me.
That sounded wonderful…but what did it mean exactly?
Chapter 6
Jared
The foggy, wistful look he was wearing as he stared up at me wasn’t any help in deciding if he knew what he wanted or if he could even stand at this rate. He’d been shaking so hard by the time I’d finished counting down, I’d thought he’d come.
He hadn’t. However, he was barely holding back, and I knew he wouldn’t last through another round of dirty praise and humping.
Conner had been right; Finley was needy enough that he’d agree to almost anything.
Seeing it on his face honestly made me nervous enough that I decided dragging the night out too long might not be the best decision. I’d push him later once he realized I wasn’t going anywhere after tonight and that I liked his combination of dirty innocence and sweet need.
“I want you to take my hands and stand up.” The simple order took a moment to get through to his brain, and I watched him blink and fight to understand what I wanted as I glanced around for the nosy troublemaker I knew couldn’t be far away.
Bingo.
One quick look was all it took to have Conner bouncing over, somehow still balanced on the ridiculously tall shoes. He’d either been stalking us or was a mind reader. I was betting on stalking, so I ignored him as I took Finley’s hands and helped him stand, because nothing was more erotic than his needy expression.