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)
And what a good sub should be doing for his Master.
Nuzzling higher up his leg, I shifted so I was on my knees as I looked imploringly up at Cohen. His hand on my face tightened and his touch went from teasing to owning in a single breath. “Do you want to be my good boy, pup?”
Nodding softly so I didn’t accidentally shake off his hand, I swallowed. “Yes, Sir.”
The worry was quickly being replaced by relief and something softer, and all I wanted was to soak up his touch and his gentle domination.
Thankfully, Cohen took me at my word and set the previous conversation aside, shifting the course of our evening without a second thought. “I think it’s time that you show me how you want to take care of your Dom, pup.”
In seconds his other hand had freed his cock, pushing his pants and tight, sexy briefs just under his balls to offer up his beautiful thick erection. As I leaned closer, I whined and the rest of the world faded away.
Master’s hand tightened as he slowly fed my lips his hard cock. “That’s right. Show me what a good boy you are.”
The soft moan I made had him sucking in a breath. “Yes, that’s right. How deep can you take me, pup? I can’t wait to come down your tight throat, baby.”
Humming softly as his hand went back to petting my head and down my neck, he gently stroked just under my jaw as I let the head of his cock tease at the back of my throat. I knew he was picturing face fucking me. There was something barely restrained about his touch and it made me even more eager to please him.
Bobbing up and down, I used my lips and tongue to make him moan. When his fingers tightened and his sounds got deeper, I swallowed around the tip of his dick, teasing at what I was going to do next. His sexy sounds grew rougher as he waited, and I knew he wouldn’t be patient much longer.
But I did it again, loving his growing desire and the way he was slowly taking control. Over and over, I let the tip of his cock nudge at the back of my throat and swallowed around it. He might’ve had the control of a saint for not having come already, but his patience with my teasing was quickly coming to an end.
“Fucking tease.” His fingers dug into my head, sending sparks of wonderful pleasure through me. “Someone is itching for a spanking.”
Was I?
Before my mind could hold on to how wonderful that would be, Master took control, sending my submission rolling through me like a wave. “Hands behind your back. The only reason you get to move them is to safeword. One tap on my thigh for yellow. Two taps for red. That’s right. Tonight you’re completely mine and I think it’s time I reminded you of that.”
Fucking my mouth gently at first, he slowly increased the tempo of his thrusts as his body seemed to wrap around me. When his legs were cradling me tight and the wonderful pressure was making everything floaty as I gagged on his dick, he finally slipped his cock completely down my throat.
I lost all track of time as he took my throat, claiming it for his cock as he fired cum deep inside me. When the world came back into focus, I was barely sucking on the head of his dick and felt like I’d run a marathon.
It’d been perfect.
He’d remembered every answer I’d given him from his thousand and one questions and just knowing that I was important enough for him to give me everything I wanted had something tightening in my chest.
Gently running his hand over my head as I stirred and inched back to release his cock, he smiled. “There you are.”
Humming softly, I closed my eyes and nuzzled against him again. “Thank you, Sir.”
“You’re welcome, pup.” I felt him curl over me, pressing his lips to my cheek. “And thank you, baby. That was perfect.”
Because he was the best Dom ever…and I just hoped that nothing I did would change that.
Chapter 13
Ian
“Okay, it’s a date-date with a little twist if he brings me flowers or something like that or kisses me before I see if I can find my little side. But it’s a friend-date where he’s helping me if he brings me coloring books or gives me a Daddy kind of hug.” Yeah, that made sense.
Glancing over at my phone on the coffee table, I took a deep breath and wished I had someone to call that would help me make sense of all this. But there wasn’t anyone. I kept little stuff private for the most part, so I didn’t think even Kenton would be able to help.