Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
“There are more than I realized.” Still looking wonderfully thoughtful, Gareth leaned down and gave Cashel a quick, slightly unexpected kiss. “You’re smart for wanting us to separate those. I don’t think we have time for puppy research and sex toys. I kind of thought there were just a handful of types.”
Like what?
I really didn’t want to give Cashel a heart attack, but the question was just looming in my head. I kept a tight leash on it and was going to pass up the wonderful insanity but Cashel sighed. “Just ask. Even I want to know.”
Yes!
“What kinds did you know about?” My question cleared up some of the confusion on Gareth’s face.
“Well, I’d heard about dildos.” He shrugged like that was to be expected. “You can’t go to Walmart without seeing something weird so I know there are things that go around your dick and vibrate.”
I needed to go to Walmart more often.
“Um, what else?” He looked up at the ceiling like he was shuffling through memories. “I heard some guys talking about gags and one asked the other about nipple clamps.”
Focusing back on me, his frown deepened. “I wasn’t sure about something with clamps in the title, though. Sounds like a car part.”
Hmm.
“I hate it when you have a good point.” Cashel was back to sighing dramatically but wasn’t nervous anymore. “Those would go in the nonimpact pain section.”
“You’re so smart.” Beaming, Gareth gave Cashel another kiss. “Are you ready to show me the pup stuff? I think tails sound like fun.”
Barely managing to hold back a groan, Cashel nodded. “Yes, I can do it.”
Gareth rolled his eyes. “You talked to Brady about diapers. I’m just asking about tails. That’s not nearly as stressful and you think I’m cute. So just imagine me naked and wagging my tail. Then you’ll forget to be worried.”
Their family was fascinating.
“Fine.” Cashel’s frustrated huff made it sound like it might not be the right time to ask about the diaper conversation. “But you keep forgetting you matter more than Brady. So stop comparing us.”
Instead of finding it rude, Gareth’s smile got even wider. “You say the nicest things.”
Adorable.
And slightly insane.
I loved it.
“I’m going to smother you one night.” Cashel glared at the grinning nut like he was imagining doing it right then.
“You sleep too soundly for that.” Gareth gave him another quick peck. “Alright, I’ve been very patient. Time for pups.”
Cashel seemed to decide that the pups were the safer discussion topic because he nodded and finally wiggled to sit up. “Um…”
I held my breath as Cashel squirmed and sighed, needing only a little bit of help from us to move around. His brain was either going a thousand miles an hour or it’d stopped completely. I couldn’t guess which, but Gareth didn’t seem to mind either way.
He simply sat up and leaned against the wall, looking excited and almost content. “Should Bates sit in between us?”
It could’ve been a distraction for Cashel or a legitimate question, it was hard to tell, so I just waited and watched Cashel mentally wrestle with something. “One second.”
Oh, this was getting interesting.
Staying quiet was painful but I managed.
“Do you want to come?” Once the words were out, Cashel seemed to be able to breathe easier. “It’s fair.”
So cute.
Gareth shook his head, though, confusing both of us. “I want to come later while you’re listening again. You’re not ready for me to be naked in the daylight, so we’ll just have another sleepover with Bates.”
They would?
“Alright.” Cashel either thought it was logical or too insane to question because he snuggled the fabric tighter around him and leaned back against the wall, relieved the hard part was over. “I think I want to be in the middle for now.”
“It’ll give you more people to hide against.” Nodding like it was a good choice, Gareth snuggled closer to Cashel. “See, you’re a great planner. That’s why I need you to call the maintenance guy and see if our shower is supposed to be making that noise.”
No laughing.
No laughing.
“I’m not even going to respond to that.” Cashel turned to me, completely forgetting how nervous he’d been just moments before. “One blow job and he thinks I’m calling maintenance. He’s crazy.”
“Who said he gave you the blow job?” My question had our indignant boyfriend’s mouth falling open.
Turning to Gareth, I smiled as I sat up beside them. “I think my laptop’s going to be best for this.”
Luckily, I’d tucked it beside the nightstand earlier so it was in easy reach.
“Do you have a preference on where we start? I know of some pups and their handlers online who talk about what it’s like. It would also be easy to find some cute, fully clothed ones that are playing.” When Gareth snorted, I laughed. “And we can find some pups that are having a bit more of the naughty type of fun.”