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)
He what?
Good ones?
“Really?” I sounded ridiculous, but Ian seemed too shy for that. “He wants to hear about…about the intimate side of our dates?”
That was unexpected.
But not necessarily unwelcome.
I mean, it would make things easier to handle if we could be open, right?
Bishop’s head was bobbing a thousand miles an hour. “Yes, and he and I have discussed the difference between personal and intimate, and I’m allowed to share intimate if you want to hear about that side of things.”
I couldn’t have gotten more shocked.
Instead of being left to wonder what they’d done and how their evening had gone, I was going to get a play-by-play?
“He’s alright with that? I mean, he doesn’t know me very well.” I didn’t want to fuck this up for Bishop or make Ian uncomfortable.
“He’s fine.” Bishop stretched up to kiss me softly. “He’s nervous, but he’s more wicked than he seems. God, Cohen, you should’ve seen him this afternoon. Oh, yes, I have to talk to you about that.”
About what?
I loved his enthusiasm, but I’d have appreciated it if his brain slowed down just a hair.
“He doesn’t want us, me and him us, not you, me, and him us, to do anything too intimate until we all get tested. Is that alright with you? I didn’t see the problem, but it made figuring out how to get him off earlier so much fun.” Bishop gave me a pleased, expectant look like he was waiting for me to tell him what a good pup he was, but my brain had gotten stuck on the “you, me, and him us” part of the excited rambling.
“Us?” The word popped out just as my brain caught up with the rest of what he’d said. “Oh, tested. Yes, that’s a good idea with…in this situation.”
I wasn’t sure the polite way to phrase it, so I stuck with vague. Bishop didn’t see that need, however. He nodded and gave me another kiss. “See, it’s like I’m kissing you both and you’ve kissed each other germ-wise, so it’s a good idea. That way no one needs to worry. He’s going to get tested this week.”
Thinking about when I could make an appointment to get that done, I nodded absentmindedly, but Bishop charged right back in, completely derailing my train of thought. “So I made him jerk off for me and he’s a bit of an exhibitionist, and I think a bit of a voyeur since just hearing about us made him super hard. I told him about you face fucking me and he nearly came humping my thigh.”
When had dating gotten this interesting?
“He liked hearing about us?” I didn’t mind. I’d told Bishop he had my permission to talk about anything he needed to so that Ian would be comfortable, but I’d been thinking more about what kind of Dom I was rather than my face fucking skills.
“He did.” Bishop gave me another quick kiss, wiggling closer to snuggle against me. “Is that okay? I know it’s not…conventional, but I like not having to worry about what I say to you…or to him…and well, he liked it…so…”
Bishop shrugged, finally winding down.
“It’s fine, and honestly, it’s hot.” Stroking my hands up his arms, I worked my way up his body as he shivered until my fingers were spread out over his head.
Just the feeling of being controlled and trapped had him melting into me and I could see his desire flaring higher. “It only means I’m going to have to work harder at making sure you have good stories when you go over to see your boy.”
Bishop managed a faint nod, but his moan said all I needed to hear.
“I wonder if he’d like to hear about my spanking you while you’ve got him over your lap.” As my sexy pup’s eyes widened, I continued with the fantasy, now massaging his head. “You’d pull down his pants and bare his sexy ass, then bend him over and tell him all about how I’d spanked you just so you could tell him about it. You could go into wonderful detail and share with him all about how we were thinking about him and how you came imagining how sexy he would be when you made his ass nice and pink.”
Okay, this definitely wasn’t the way I was supposed to be thinking about a guy Bishop was dating…especially since I wasn’t dating him in any sense of the word…but I couldn’t help myself and it made Bishop so turned on and so fucking happy.
I could see the pleasure in his face, not just the sexual part but the happiness because it wasn’t stressful. It made me want to work to keep that look on his face, but I wasn’t sure the best way to do that. My relationships had never been this interesting before.
But the look on his face…