Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27332 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27332 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
I was sure KC would follow the same route soon and make sure Noa had a car too. Call us selfish, but we wanted to spend as much time as possible with our boys.
“I can’t wait to show Corey,” Cam confessed.
I smiled and sidestepped a mud puddle near the corner of the house.
Yes, Corey’s bright-green Mini Cooper was quite unforgettable. Cam had opted for a black-and-white version, a mini SUV hybrid, emphasis on mini.
“Do you think KC and Noa are here yet?” he asked.
I nodded in hello as Beau passed us alongside the house; he’d been the first to volunteer to drive the, uh, Bratmobile for the evening. He’d said it was part of his “getting back out there” after his divorce. To check out the members needing a ride from the city, where he lived and figured he’d prefer to have his future partner too.
“They should be.” I checked my watch. After our lunch in Fairfax today, KC and Noa had headed to the city to shop for Christmas presents. Something Cam and I were planning on doing next week. We had to find a tree as well. “If I know KC, Noa’s managed to convince his Daddy to get him a lizard for Christmas.”
“Or a snake,” Cam laughed. “As long as I don’t have to go near it…”
As long as I didn’t have to clean up after it…
I’d actually prefer a reptile over a cat or a dog. They needed too much attention for an attention-demanding Dom like me.
We’d agreed to be pet-sitters this Christmas, so maybe Noa would make up his mind then. That’s what we got for visiting Macklin’s rooftop terrace for a nice evening of kink talk and cocktails last week. Colt had brought one of our newer members, Ty Madison, who evidently had a lizard. And since they were going to Florida soon, Noa had literally gone rigid in his seat and blurted out, “Hey, man, Sir, D-type, if you need a lizard-sitter, I’m first in line!”
That’d been approximately thirty minutes after they’d been officially introduced.
But Ty seemed like a down-to-earth, fun-loving man, and he’d bonded with Noa over a couple drinks and reptile talk. So now we were going to stop by his house and feed his lizard named Tank for a couple weeks.
“Did you ever want a pet, Owner?”
I stifled a grin and stepped onto our porch. “Yes. I made him mine not that long ago.”
He smiled goofily. “Oh—you know what I mean.”
I chuckled and tried the door; it was unlocked. “My grandmother had a dog I was very fond of when I was young. That’s about it. I prefer people. I want to dote on you, not some little fur ball. And if the mood strikes to put something on a leash or serve food in a bowl on the floor, we have Noa.”
He was the only puppy I wanted.
And Cam and I found him in the bathroom as soon as we entered the cabin. The door was open, and KC was leaning against the ladder.
Noa looked over to us and scrunched his nose. “What do you think?”
I was a fan. He was adorable in his little diaper.
“That’s so hot, baby.” Cam shed his jacket and shoes before he crossed the space and joined his boyfriend. “Any conflicted boners yet?”
I laughed softly and set the bag we’d picked up from our favorite deli on the coffee table.
Noa shrugged. “Yes and no? It feels super weird and a little gross, but there was no confliction about the boner I got when Daddy said he might cut a hole in my diaper tonight and fuck my little bottom.”
Hell. Yeah, that would do it.
“Your Uncle Lucian might go after Daddy,” I told him. “Then your brother.”
“Unf. There we go again.” Noa wriggled his butt.
“Definitely me.” Cam closed the distance and kissed Noa passionately, one hand dropping low to rub Noa through the diaper.
I joined KC and kissed his neck, then rested my chin on his shoulder. “We should plan a humiliation scene for the boys soon.”
Cam had a love-hate relationship with diaper play.
Noa…was damn near impossible to humiliate.
“Count me in,” KC murmured. “How was your day?”
“Good. Wonderful. We managed to sneak in a siesta at home.”
He chuckled quietly. “So did we in the city.”
We were all reenergized and ready to participate in the Senseless event, then.
After a quick snack.
Our monitors for the event had been busy.
The temporary venue down the hill was decorated as a classy lounge, with sofas, a bar, high tables and stools, chandeliers, and dimmed lighting. For the occasion, we also had five large flat-screens on the wall where our long auction table had stood not long ago.
An estimated fifty people had made it, and I called that a good turnout for a community in the middle of a rebuild.
“Cam, Noa!” Kit called from somewhere.