Our Love – The Story Read Online M.A. Innes

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, M-M Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 220
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
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Because if I couldn’t figure out what kind of date this was, there was no way he’d be able to. He hadn’t even seen Bishop’s face when he’d been talking about it and there was no way I’d be able to recreate the conversation…mostly because Bishop was distracting.

I just wanted to cuddle into him…and now I had to figure out if that was reasonable.

I was never going to find my little side if I kept up the weird worries and racing thoughts. My brain was going faster than a squirrel and my little side was hiding in the back of my head. He hadn’t liked my grown-up side pointing out that Bishop couldn’t be our Daddy if he was dating someone else.

And now I was arguing with myself again…not good.

Then the doorbell rang.

“Shit.” Forcing myself to take a deep breath, I pushed my shoulders down and tried to look relaxed and happy…I probably looked constipated, but at least I was trying.

As I headed to the door, I kept practicing and thought I was doing a good job until I opened it and saw him holding up a big stuffed bunny with long floppy ears. “Oh…is that for me?”

I knew it was a stupid question as soon as the words came out, but I couldn’t stop myself.

I also couldn’t stop myself from making gimme fingers as I wiggled. But it was Bishop’s fault because he made the bunny hop back and forth in front of me. “Yes, Cohen and I picked him out for you yesterday. He said Eli told him you liked bunnies.”

As I wrapped my greedy fingers around the soft bunny, my mouth dropped open.

I must’ve looked ridiculous because he grinned wider and petted the bunny. “I think Eli was right.”

Nodding, because it was true, I looked down at my new toy. “Thank you.”

Ha.

Manners.

Now what?

“Cohen helped pick it out? Eli told him?” I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to ignore that part of things or not, but I couldn’t help myself.

Thankfully, Bishop didn’t seem to mind.

“Eli’s just helpful, I guess?” As he paused, looking into my apartment, I realized he was still standing in the hallway.

“Sorry.” Stepping back, I hugged the bunny to my chest and smiled, hoping to look welcoming. “Come on in. Sorry I was distracted.”

He chuckled and came in, looking perfectly relaxed instead of as mixed up as I was. “Thanks. Yeah, you’re supposed to know that it means he’s good with us so you don’t worry, but I figured that might not be obvious, so I thought I’d mention it.”

Wow.

It took my brain a few seconds to come up with something else.

“Thank you for making that clear. It was a good idea.” That sounded normal, right?

Maybe not.

Bishop set a canvas shopping bag by the door before he stepped in front of me, giving me a soft smile. “Can I touch your face?”

That brought my whirling thoughts to a halt. “Yes?”

He raised one eyebrow and I scrambled for something that wouldn’t come out as a question. “I’m green.”

Ha.

That had him nodding and his hand came up to cup my face. As his thumb softly stroked my cheek, he took a deep breath and I found myself mirroring him. That got another smile from him and he nodded. “Good boy.”

I knew I was blushing but I couldn’t help it…or the way I inched closer to him.

He was fucking huge.

Like a giant stuffy just made for cuddling.

“I think we have a few things to talk about before we have dinner.” When I slowly nodded, because he wasn’t wrong, he gave me another proud smile. “Do you want to sit someplace like the table or do you want to sit on the couch while we talk?”

It was a ridiculously hard question.

“Um, which would you prefer?” I was hoping that would make it easier to pick because I just knew he was the type of Dom…fuck, Dom-ish guy who’d wait for me to answer.

His expression softened and he cocked his head, studying me. “I think I’d prefer if we sat on the couch because I’m hoping you’ll sit on my lap. But I won’t push you and I don’t want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”

I wasn’t sure that was a reasonable goal, but I nodded and tried to see if my brain was working any better.

It wasn’t.

But it did pop out something unhelpful and embarrassing. “You really want me to sit on your lap? Like a Daddy date-date?”

God, I sounded like a moron.

As I groaned and covered my face with my new bunny, who definitely needed a name so I didn’t have to keep calling him Bunny, Bishop chuckled and gently pushed my hand down. “Yes, I’m considering this a Daddy-little date-date. So yes, I think first date appropriate cuddling is fine, unless we’re counting the coffee shop as our first date and then it would be second date level cuddling.”


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