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)
Cohen’s brows pulled together and I could see his mind going a thousand miles an hour. “That’s…that’s a bar. Eli said something about everyone being friendly? I can’t remember. It’s been several years since he mentioned it and I hate the bar scene.”
Oh, he’d like this one.
“This isn’t like any bar you’ve ever been to.” We were definitely going to need a field trip to visit. It was like one of the great gay stops in town and he’d somehow missed it?
People never played tourist in their own cities.
One eyebrow went up skeptically. “I feel like this is going to end up with me getting frustrated with Eli and you probably getting punished.”
More than likely.
“Think of it as research to be able to give Ian what he wants without any of us ending up talking to the cops or getting thrown out of a restaurant.” I beamed as he groaned. “It’s not a strip club or anything too naughty. You’re going to love it.”
He sighed and went back to shaking his head at me. “I’m not sure when my life went from boring to naughty bars, but I think it’s your fault.”
“Aww, thank you, Sir.” I blew a kiss toward the screen, loving the way he flashed me a smirk.
“Let’s just hope you say that when I’ve finished with my walk on the wild side with Eli.” Cohen was sexy and smart…and he was just naughty enough to love BJ’s even though he seemed to see himself as boring and vanilla.
Just the idea made me want to snort.
He had a pup and a boy and was talking about finding a place where he could edge his boy in public…that was not boring or vanilla.
“You’re going to want to reward me even more, Sir.” And to give him wonderful ideas about how to accomplish that, I angled the phone down a bit and pinched my nipple. “You’re going to call me later and tell me about all of the fabulous ideas you got from…watching the scenery.”
Cohen made a low, sexy sound and was back to studying me. “Has Ian gone there?”
That made me think…but I didn’t let go of my nipple since it felt so good and Cohen was licking his lips as he watched me. “Probably, but I’ve never heard him mention it.”
The low thinking sound that came through the phone was completely derailed as I pinched myself harder and moaned. “Naughty pup. You didn’t even give me a good description of the chaos I’m probably walking into and you think you’re going to get to come?”
Nodding, I tried not to smile. “Yes, Sir.”
No point in lying.
“Why? Why do you think I’m going to let you come, pup?” He was trying to be stern, but his eyes were tracking every move my hand made.
“Because I need you and I want you to watch me play with myself while you tell me all the wonderful things you’ve done with our boy.” And because he wanted it too. “Please?”
His groan said I’d won, not that he’d tried very hard to come out on top.
“You’re going to get spanked when you get home.” The almost casually delivered words sent a shiver through me.
“Yes, Sir.” I pinched myself harder as a reward for not thanking him for my spanking. “I understand and I’ll be good for you.”
And fingers crossed that meant I would get to come.
Cohen’s lips started to turn up in a smirk, but he got distracted as I moaned again. Completely unprompted, of course. I was a good pup and not manipulative at all.
“I need you, Sir.” Tugging on my other nipple, I looked through the phone and tried to make him understand how hard I was…and when that didn’t work, I angled the phone down lower. “See? I’ve been so good and haven’t touched my cock at all while we’ve been on the phone.”
That got another low, sexy sound from Cohen and I could see the moment he gave up on torturing me this time. “Let me see, pup. I can’t see how hard you are when it’s covered up.”
Yay.
It meant I had to stop playing with my nipples, but it was worth it to push down the front of my underwear and let my dick free. “I wanted to start stroking it when you answered the phone because you’re so sexy when you’re on the bed…it makes me think naughty things, but I was good for you.”
And so I wouldn’t get distracted.
I’d been doing both of us a favor.
Cohen groaned as I rocked my hips against the mattress so my dick would wave at him. “Touch it, pup. Show me how hard you are.”
I’d been hard just thinking about calling him, so it felt incredible trailing my fingers down the length. “I woke up hard for you. I was dreaming about you and Ian and about the leashes…tell me again about the leashes. Please?”