Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
He pulled both off beautifully, but when I saw a short, flirty nightie that was the best mix of both, I knew I’d found the one. “Here we go.”
Emerson wore a curious expression as he studied the sleeveless, cottony nightgown, but he didn’t ask any questions as I laid the spaghetti-strapped nightie on the bed and started unbuttoning his shirt. “Thank you, Owner.”
“You’re welcome.” Pressing a kiss to his forehead, I had to smile at the way his entire body seemed to brighten as the boring clothes came off.
He would’ve been a handsome banker, but he was a beautiful doll. Naked or clothed, Emerson was too wonderfully unique to ever be in anything boring, but I was very grateful he’d tortured himself for my benefit.
A sweet doll suffering for his master was erotic and tender, but a feisty sub suffering for his Dom and saving the day was love.
He loved me enough to take over and save the day.
I wasn’t going to look too hard at the details around his plan or think about what my neighbors were up to, but I knew I would spend the rest of our life together remembering the first time I made love with my sweet doll.
When he was naked, his cock starting to fill and his smooth body leaning into my touch, I looked at the nightgown on the bed. “Do you remember the first time you came over here?”
He giggled like he’d never forget. “Yes, Owner.”
Managing to hide most of my smile, I ran my finger over the fabric. The tiny, brightly colored flowers on the white background gave it an innocent air. “You were very sweet and subtle with how curious and naughty you were.”
At least, for him, he’d been subtle.
His eyes lit up as he understood my comparison. “I was very well behaved too. I didn’t touch anything.”
“That’s right.” Kissing his cheek, I picked up the soft fabric and watched it sway, imagining how tantalizing it would look on him. “You even put your hands behind your back to look even sweeter.”
It’d been very well orchestrated to attract my attention.
This time as he smiled up at me, eyes sparkling, his giggle was wicked. “I was very sweet, Owner. Like the nightgown you picked out.”
Holding it up, I nodded. “It does look that way, doesn’t it?”
But looks could be deceiving.
One nod from his Owner was all it took to have my naughty doll’s arms rising high, but as I slipped it over his head, it became obvious that it wasn’t as innocent as it seemed.
The demure fabric settled right at his cock and even if he’d been in panties, it would’ve hidden very little. “But it’s not for a truly innocent doll, is it?”
Emerson wiggled his hips making the tiny nightgown and his cock swing. “Would your doll ever be truly innocent, Owner?”
Not this one.
Tracing my fingers over the thin ribbon that decorated his shoulders, I shrugged. “My doll always looks beautifully innocent, but there’s so much more to him than that.”
Emerson made a soft, pleased sound and inched closer until his cock and the dress were brushing my thigh. “What else is there, Owner?”
Smiling, I stroked over the edges of the nightgown, teasing over his chest where the ruffles hinted at curves he didn’t have. “There’s a big heart.”
Of course, tracing over his heart involved my finger flicking over his nipple, but my sweet doll deserved every flash of pleasure and pain I could give him, so his moan made me smile.
As he barely held back a moan, I caressed higher, wandering over his collarbone. When I stroked up his neck until I was teasing around his ear, a shiver raced through my needy doll. “There’s also a smart brain and a fiercely protective streak.”
It was an addicting combination even if it was just the tip of the iceberg when it came to my Emerson.
Caressing around his jaw, I tapped his nose and smiled. “There’s also a stunning doll who looks incredible in corsets and a sexy flirt who loves attention.”
As my sweet attention whore giggled, I ran my finger over his mouth. “And beautiful cock-sucking lips.”
We couldn’t forget them.
Emerson cut off a moan as he licked his lips, flicking his tongue out to taste my finger. “And a soft tongue that loves licking his Owner’s cock.”
Couldn’t forget that either.
Running my finger back along his jaw, I kept my touch light as I stroked his ear and neck. “There’s a devoted submissive.”
Kissing his cheeks as I trailed my fingers down his arm, I wrapped my other hand around him and pulled him close. “There’s a passionate, creative man who’s open to exploring new things.”
Pressing my lips against his, I kept our kiss light even when I swallowed his sexy moan. “And he knows what he wants and isn’t afraid to go after it.”