Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 72494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
“I can’t help it.” It’d been a while since I’d walked into something stupid around him but it wasn’t my fault.
He’d talked about the cuffs.
Officially he’d said they were our one month anniversary present but that’d always sounded questionable to me. They were designed to be screwed into the bed, though, so I hadn’t questioned his logic too much…and they’d come wrapped around flowers, so that made them romantic, right?
Master huffed as he released my hand, wrapping one arm around me as he gave me a stern warning look. “Pay attention or you will not like the results, pet.”
Did that mean subs who hurt themselves doing something ridiculous didn’t get spanked or didn’t get tied up?
I was afraid to ask the question.
“Yes, Master.” Yes, the crazy man online said to know when to shut up and just agree with your Dom. “I’ll be good.”
The crazy man also said that was just a white lie that Masters expected from a sub.
Master looked skeptical but he didn’t call me out on my…exaggerated truth. “I hope so.”
Staying silent seemed like the best option, so I nodded and gave him wide eyes. That definitely worked better because his eyes twinkled and he reached out to unbutton my pants. Yes, that was a much better response.
“I think my naughty boy might need to remember how to tell his Master the truth too.” He couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to glare at me or grin, so I took that as a good sign and stayed silent.
It got a chuckle from him but he pushed my pants down and took my underwear with them. So definitely mixed signals but naked was a good thing in this situation. Naked meant spankings and orgasms and—fingers crossed—penetrative sex as long as I could get the words out.
The limits conversation and the testing one had gotten me very close to saying that was what I wanted, but I’d kept tripping over it, and Master seemed to think that meant I wasn’t ready for it.
Considering I’d only had two other partners who’d done that…and one had been disastrously bad…he might’ve been right to take that part slowly. But Master also hadn’t seemed to mind the slow steps way of handling that part of our relationship, so there were probably things we were both working through.
“You’re thinking entirely too much for my liking, pet.” Master’s breath brushed over my neck as he walked behind me, pulling my shirt over my head. “I think that’s something I need to fix as well.”
“I…I was thinking about you.” It seemed like the time for honesty instead of white lies. “I’m sorry.”
Yes, an apology couldn’t hurt either.
Tossing my shirt to the floor, he wrapped his arms around me and pinned me against his chest. “Step out of your clothes, pet.”
Obeying, I leaned back into him and toed off the clothes that were pooled around my ankles. He used the distraction to nibble on my neck and stroke my cock. “That’s my good boy. You’re learning. What were you thinking about, pet? I bet it was very interesting.”
My cock had definitely let the cat out of the bag on that one.
This wasn’t a white lie situation either but I wished it had been.
“I…when I came over…I was going to…” Shoot.
Master nibbled on my ear again before letting out a soft hum. “That’s alright, pet. Take a deep breath and picture what you’re trying to tell me. Let me feel it.”
Oh, he felt it.
As I imagined him sinking deep into me, his rhythmic strokes only making the fantasy more vivid, my brain kept jumping between hard thrusts and soft lovemaking…and my dick loved every wonderful, romantic, dirty image.
Shit.
I might’ve actually said that as I came because orgasms didn’t usually make Master chuckle.
But at least it seemed to mean I hadn’t fucked up the scene.
Right?
Chapter 21
Bex
Yes, that was my good boy…this was going to be a scene he’d remember for the rest of our lives.
“Oh, look at that.” I wasn’t going to point out how pleased I was just yet, though, so I aimed for slightly surprised as I kept stroking his cock until he shivered and the little whine that escaped said he was almost too sensitive. “Do you think you were a naughty boy, pet? Should you be punished for coming before you had permission?”
His brain wasn’t working well enough to sense danger and he nodded before he thought about what I’d said. “Yes, I’m sorry, Master.”
“We’ll add that to the list of things you need to remember then, pet.” Oh yes, we would. “Up on the bed. It’s time for me to help my naughty boy.”
That got another shiver from my sexy sub and his legs seemed slightly wobbly, so I stayed close as he slowly moved toward the bed. Once he was safely in the middle of the mattress, I nodded toward the head of the bed. “Head down on the bed and ass up in the air. I want full access to punish my naughty boy.”