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)
“Does he suspect anything?” Asking him a question seemed like a better idea than trying to answer his without lying. “What did you tell him was going to happen tonight? Where is he going?”
Cohen’s low chuckle sent a shiver through me. “Such a curious pup.”
Groaning, I pushed my hips forward and rocked my dick against his. “I’ve been very good today, Sir.”
Lowering my voice, I whispered close to his ear. “I’m all ready for you, Sir. Just like you said you wanted.”
Now it was his turn to let out a groan, but he popped my ass, giving his frustration an outlet. “Stop that. I have to last.”
Maybe.
But I wasn’t sure my goal tonight was to help him last.
“Tell me about Ian, Sir.” Kissing Cohen’s neck, I rubbed my cock against his again. “I thought about you both when I was getting a shower, and I even dreamed of you when I took a nap earlier.”
I’d woken up so hard I’d hurt, but I’d been very good and hadn’t even asked to come. I wanted to be ready for tonight and riding that edge of desperation would just make it more perfect…and it was easier to tease Cohen when I was rock hard.
He moaned, running his hands down my back so he could squeeze my ass. “I didn’t tell him exactly what was going to happen, but I might’ve hinted that we were going to have some fun and for him to be very clean.”
Need vibrated through me as I pictured what Ian would be doing upstairs. “Does he know not to come, Sir? I bet he’s so hard right now he’s ready to explode.”
A hum of desire vibrated through Cohen as he squeezed my ass again. “Don’t put that image in my head, pup.”
Laughing would’ve been the wrong response, but I barely held it back. “Yes, Sir.”
Now when we were going to make love for the first time was not the right moment to test his patience, but I wasn’t sure I could help myself.
“Do you think he’s ready?” Not being able to tease him had my brain jumping in a new direction. “He said he was green before I left to move and he even talked about the testing to remind me that we’d gotten that done…and he teased me on the trip.”
Okay, so maybe I had plenty of proof about what he wanted…and I was excited to give him what he wanted, but only as long as Cohen was confident too.
His low chuckle wasn’t a very helpful response, but it didn’t seem negative, so I tried to be patient while he was so pleased with himself.
Doms.
“Yes, pup.” Cohen nuzzled against my shoulder, kissing me as he dragged out the story. “Our brave boy even brought up that he’d been teasing you about the testing and what he wanted to do when you came back. He’s very ready, pup.”
Yes.
I knew that.
“Sometimes people say things over the phone they wouldn’t in person, though.” I forced myself to take a deep breath and push back the nervous bats that had taken up residence somewhere around my stomach. “But Ian isn’t like that. Even if he says something over the phone, it’s just easier that way. It’s what he wants.”
Cohen hugged me tight, kissing me again. “That’s right. He was nervous, but he made sure he was very clear about what he wants…for us to make love to him.”
Rocking against him again, I kissed Cohen. “Did he say what he wanted? How he wanted our first time like that to work, I mean?”
I wasn’t surprised when Cohen shook his head, but it would’ve been nice if Ian had laid his fantasy out right there at the table.
“Not in so many words, but he made sure I knew he wanted our first time to all be together, so I think as long as we keep that in mind, it will be perfect.” As Cohen kissed me again, he stroked his hands up my back, trying to make me relax, but just being near him after so many days apart was making me needy and jumpy.
Hoping a distraction would help, I eased back and gave him a mock frown. “A few toys?”
Looking around the well-appointed playroom that used to be a mix of storage and a haphazard guest room, I raised one eyebrow. “You said Ian was exaggerating.”
I was pretty sure he hadn’t.
Cohen’s grin was ear to ear, but he tried to shrug and play it off. “He needs a little space here if he’s going to be comfortable at my house.”
Sure.
“He needed toys and some stuffies here to be comfortable, not a full room with a daybed.” Where he’d found a daybed that looked like a playhouse I’d never know. “It has a roof, Cohen.”
He scoffed, refusing to acknowledge how overboard he’d gone. “It’s just a frame over the bed. It’s so if you drape a sheet over it then it becomes a fort. It’s practical.”