Total pages in book: 220
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
It seemed to be just enough teasing that his brain took the idea and ran with it because he whimpered again and tried to step closer. “No, let’s get you ready first. I want to see your sexy body stretched out over my lap when I spank you.”
And we’d definitely get distracted if he rubbed against me right now.
I was patient, but I wasn’t a saint.
“Yes…” Ian was back to nodding as I caressed his dick again, soft and slow. “Thank you.”
I wasn’t sure it was a well-thought-out response, but it was positive and wasn’t a safeword, so I didn’t worry. I did, however, give him another peck and a pat on his dick. “Good boy. Now hands up.”
He obeyed, but my fingers trailing up his chest and dragging the shirt over his head had his cock bobbing and silently begging for attention.
So, of course, as a good Dom, I had to give it what it wanted.
As I let his shirt fall to the floor, I wrapped my fingers around his hard length and gave it a tug. “Come here, good boy. Let’s get that ass nice and pretty so you remember how important you are.”
Keeping him on a short leash, I led him over to the bed while he did his best to make his feet obey. It was touch and go for a moment…or maybe stroke and go…but he managed to walk and not come. I was very proud of him and it was another moment I was going to have to make sure to tell Bishop about in thorough detail.
And to make sure Ian knew what a good boy he was, I explained it to him as I ran my thumb over the head of his dick to get his attention. “I can’t wait to tell your Daddy what a good boy you were to walk with me and follow me so politely.”
His cock throbbed in my hand as we stopped at the bed, and I kept my hand very still so I wouldn’t push him over the edge. After a moment, he swallowed and nodded, barely getting out a coherent response. “Yes, you…you said you’d tell him everything.”
“That’s right.” Still holding his sexy handle, I nodded. “And I’m going to make sure I talk to him about getting you a leash too. It would be so wonderful to have my pup and my boy leashed for me.”
It was almost too much.
I wasn’t sure if it was my touch or if he had a damned good imagination, but he slammed his eyes shut and started going through the ABCs backward.
Oops.
After a few letters, I released his dick and just let him get control, wondering if he could do that trick when he wasn’t sober. A handful more and he took a deep breath, peeking his eyes open. “Sorry.”
Shaking my head, I leaned in and gave him a soft kiss. “No, you did very good, cutie. I’m very proud of you.”
And I was going to remember how well he responded to that fantasy once he’d earned his orgasm.
“I…” He blinked, swallowing and giving his head a shake before he managed to finish the sentence. “Thank you, Sir.”
It was technically a sentence, so I gave him another peck, keeping well clear of his erection and anything that could potentially be orgasmic when touched. “Good boy.”
Since it looked like all I would get was sweet thank yous from the sexy boy, I sat down on the bed and didn’t wait for a response. His brain was taking a while to process, so he seemed startled when I settled back against the headboard and gave the mattress a pat.
“Come here, cutie.” Several blinks later, he nodded and obeyed as he realized what I’d said. “That’s right. Good boy.”
I was impressed when he settled over my lap without coming, but I’d been careful and had given his cock space between my thighs where it hopefully wouldn’t rub too much. I wanted to play with him and make a memory he wouldn’t forget, but I didn’t want to torture him this time.
That could be fun for another night when we had his Daddy home. He’d be a wonderfully appreciative audience and torture should always be a family activity.
As I daydreamed about all the fun things we would do when Bishop came home, Ian took a moment to settle in. He finally relaxed against the bed and closed his eyes as I ran my hand slowly over his back. When he was taking long, deep breaths and it looked like he wasn’t ready to come from the first tap, I shifted my touch so I was stroking over his ass as well.
“That’s my good boy. I just want you to relax and think about how important you are.” As I brought my hand down on his ass for the first time, he sucked in a breath and pressed his face into the bed.