Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73498 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73498 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Who knew being a good boy would be so erotic…for everyone.
Cohen clearly loved giving out the enthusiastic praise that made Ian so aroused and so embarrassed, and Ian’s cock at least loved the praise as well, and I loved seeing the two of them together…so sweet and so dirty.
They were perfect.
“I’m glad he was a good boy for you.” Stepping closer since Cohen’s open expression seemed to be inviting me in, I smiled as Ian nearly melted. I wasn’t quite pinning Ian against Cohen, but the way he sucked in a breath and went boneless said he loved the trapped feeling he was getting. “Were you thorough when you rewarded him?”
Reaching down between us, I trailed one finger over the obvious erection straining against Ian’s pants. “I can’t tell if you gave him a little reward or if he’s a needy boy and is already hard again.”
Ian’s face flushed as he closed his eyes, hiding from the teasing. I’d have worried but his sexy, low whimper and the way he pushed his hips forward to chase my finger said he wasn’t too upset.
Cohen winked and went back to his kindergarten teacher impression. “His reward wasn’t to come but to just have me play with his cock. So it was a full reward. But I wanted him to still be hard and excited for his flogging.”
“I think that was a wonderful plan.” Tapping the end of Ian’s erection, I smiled as he whined and jerked, wordlessly begging for more.
“You can see how much he likes being used roughly, though.” Cohen gave Ian another kiss, slowly stroking just above his bulge. “I can see why he wants cock slaps to be one of his reward options in the future.”
Based on the way Ian’s entire body seemed to clench, I had a feeling just talking about the cock slaps might be more than his fragile control could handle.
Would we get to punish him if he came without permission?
Hell, he’d be coming before the actual scene started…yep, we could definitely punish him.
“You’re very generous.” I gave Ian’s dick another soft tap, just hinting at what Cohen might do to him later. Lightning flashed through him and he shook, barely holding back. “I think he’s eager for another reward. Maybe we should give him a chance to earn one?”
Ian opened his eyes, sending me a needy plea as Cohen made a pleased sound. “That’s a good idea. I think he’s excited to show his Daddy what a good boy he’s going to be when he gets flogged. Isn’t that right, cutie?”
Ian cut off a whine, sucking in a breath as he fought to get words out. “I…Yes, Daddy. I’m going to be your good boy.”
Rewarding his effort, I stroked along the length of his shaft as I leaned in and brushed my lips against his. “I can’t wait to see how pretty you’re going to look when you get flogged.”
Pink skin.
Desperate whimpers.
A hard cock.
He was going to be beautiful.
“Hmm.” Cohen’s soft sound had me looking into his eyes to see something sexy and devious shining in them. “Maybe we’ll have to think of other ways we can make our boy pretty next time?”
I had a feeling he was talking about lingerie or something Leashes & Lace related based on his wicked expression, and so did Ian based on how his dick jerked. I couldn’t remember seeing any panties or feminine clothing in his playroom, but it was a good reminder that I hadn’t seen any of his sexier grown-up clothes.
“I think that’s a wonderful idea.” And it seemed like the perfect way to include the fun things that I knew Cohen appreciated into our play. “Why don’t you pick out a few things for our boy? I would love to see him all pretty and dressed up for you.”
Dressed up for his Dom?
They weren’t quite at the point where that label felt right to say out loud, but I knew they were inching closer to it. So for the time being, I let it hang there unspoken and just tried to show them my approval for however they defined their relationship.
“I think that’s a fabulous idea.” Cohen was holding him securely, pressed firmly against our boy, so I knew he would’ve felt it if Ian had had an adverse reaction to the idea. But I was glad to feel Ian’s dick jerk again. He might not be comfortable in front of the camera, but he’d never said no about dressing up in something sexy in general.
I definitely should’ve asked more questions.
“We’ll have to get him a cock ring or a sparkly plug to go with his new pretty clothes.” These had clearly been a green on his list, so I wasn’t surprised when his body tensed and he moaned again. “He’d look beautiful like that.”
And he’d enjoy it too, which made it even better.