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)
His overly innocent expression was highly suspicious, but I was a good Dom and pretended not to notice as he gave me a beaming smile. “You’re all ready for the shower, Master.”
Giving him another quick peck, I nodded. “Because you took very good care of me.”
His my Dom is so romantic smile was back in full force. “Thank you, Master.”
Yes, this definitely had something to do with taking care of me. I just wasn’t sure what that would entail to Finley.
“You’re welcome, pet.” Taking his hand, I opened the glass door to the shower and helped him in. It was oddly square-shaped for an apartment, but thankfully, it was big enough for the two of us. Making sure he was under the spray first, I turned him around to face the water as he giggled at my manhandling.
“You’re nice and smooth, pet, but I still don’t want to worry about irritating your skin.” Kissing his neck, I pretended not to notice as he went very still. “I’m just glad I’m not going to have to scrub cum out of an uncontrolled bush.”
That got a quick laugh as he finally relaxed against me again. “That would be terrible, Master.”
Taking that as a good sign, I nodded and sighed as I poured some body wash into my hand. “And a jungle like that would make playing with cock cages and restraints almost impossible. I know a guy who says he has a friend whose pubic hair got stuck in a cock cage and he had to shave himself to get it off.”
I wasn’t sure if it was an urban legend or not, but that sounded awkward and the bad kind of embarrassing, even for Finley.
His shiver said he agreed. “Oh, Master, that would be…”
Finley’s voice trailed off as my hands slid over his chest, working up a lather as I slowly moved lower. Kissing his neck as I cleaned the dried cum off from around his cock, I finished his sentence for him. “Terrible. That would be terrible.”
That got me a quiet puff of laughter as he nodded and closed his eyes, seeming to love my soft touch. “Yes, that’s a good way to describe it, Master.”
Aiming for a relaxing caress instead of turning him on, I washed him thoroughly without trying to jerk him off before moving my way back up his torso. When I got to his shoulder and lifted his right arm, he went still again.
It wasn’t as dramatic as the first time, but he was still worried about my reaction to his body. I wasn’t sure he knew how obvious he was being, so I did my best to ignore his fears and kept up the gentle attention. “I’m trying very hard not to imagine how sexy you look when you’re getting waxed, slut.”
Well, not too hard.
The proof of that was still pressing against his ass. It took him a second to realize it, though. When he finally did, he let out a slightly stressed-sounding chuckle and wiggled his butt against me. “Very hard, Master.”
“Naughty boy.” I kissed his neck again and shifted to wash his other arm. “Cheeky boys should probably get punished.”
That had him making a low needy sound and as he relaxed, he shivered again. “I’m sorry I was naughty, Master.”
Not too sorry judging by his breathy tone.
“I bet you are.” Nibbling on his neck, I chuckled as he exhaled slowly. “Alright, pet, let’s rinse you off and get you finished.”
Still ignoring the odd tension about his smooth body, I turned him around under the spray and washed his hair before carefully scrubbing his back and down his ass. That got a sexy moan from my sweet boy, especially when my fingers explored his tight hole, but the stress faded as I finally finished cleaning his beautiful body.
It was tempting to see if I could give him another orgasm, but I could see the exhaustion just behind his eyes and I knew he was already hiding random yawns. He’d have let me torture him with pleasure as long as I wanted, but at that moment what I wanted most was to see him asleep in my bed.
So, sadly, I behaved myself.
“There we go.” Kissing his cheek as he slowly turned around under the spray one more time, I chuckled as he aimed a sleepy, sexy smile at me. “I think my sweet boy is up to something.”
He nodded, still wearing a pleased expression as he slowly reached for the body wash. “It’s my turn, right, Master?”
I knew whatever he wanted would always be a yes, but for the time being, I nodded and kept those thoughts to myself so I didn’t pressure him. “Yes, pet.”
That just had his smile widening as he carefully went to work making me clean and hard. It was definitely a two-part goal for him because he made sure to spend a frustrating amount of time stroking over my nipples and not-so-subtly wiggling against me.