Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 26135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
That made him giggle but he stayed pressed against me. “Because I was driving you crazy?”
That too.
“And because you’ve got a great ass.” It was one of my favorite parts about him and always had been. “I also thought about plugging you and paddling you over it. There are a lot of fun toys I think you’d like.”
Especially now that I’d seen how much he liked being spanked.
It’d all been vague and unclear before, but since I’d seen his puppy side it was coming into view. He was going to be a needy, naughty boy and he was going to require a lot of attention.
Luckily for him, I was more than willing to take on the role of chief spanker and puppy wrangler.
Chapter 8
Wynn
He’d fantasized about me.
“On your stomach. That’s right.” Boone’s hands stroked down my back and over my ass as I stretched out on the bed.
Face down, I tried to relax my muscles and most things cooperated except my dick. It was being stubborn and having Boone’s hands caressing over me wasn’t helping the situation. But since there was nothing I could do about that, I did my best not to hump the bed and just spread my legs invitingly.
Boone liked my ass enough that it made him moan and his fingers teased right at the edge of my hole. “You’re trying to tempt me.”
Yep.
But I was going to plead the Fifth if he tried to make me tattle on myself.
“You’re not going to rush me, though.” He was moving around and it didn’t take long for me to hear him squirting out the lotion he kept by his bed. “I’m going to take good care of you so I can spank you on a regular basis.”
His logic was questionable…and made me even harder. “So you’re saying that the only reason you’re taking care of my ass is so you can be selfish?”
I wanted to laugh but he moaned out his agreement. “Oh yes.”
Yep, still making me harder.
“But don’t worry.” His wicked tone sent a shiver through me before he even ran his finger over my hole. “I’m going to take good care of this too.”
His love of fucking with me had shifted into an entirely new direction.
I should’ve realized how that would work, but in my defense, I’d been distracted by the whole wanting to be fucked by my best friend thing…and the puppy thing…and the spanking thing.
Yeah, I was going to give myself some grace with the not picking up on the obvious. So I moaned to make sure he knew I was in complete agreement.
I liked it when he took care of me even if it was by torturing me with chores, so I had a feeling I’d like whatever else he did. “You…you always take good care of me.”
For the time being I could talk, but I knew that was going to fade quickly once he went from lotioning my ass to playing with it.
“I like taking care of you, so I’m glad.” Pressing a kiss to the bottom of my spine right above my cheeks, Boone made a pleased sound. “But one of the ways I’m going to do that is with some interesting new rules and chores.”
Yep, I should’ve prepared for that too.
“But I’ll get more spanks and I’ll get to come?” I would agree to his fuckery as long as I got good rewards.
“Yes.” His confident response had my dick trying to get even harder. “We’re even going to modify the chore chart so that your new responsibilities get you stickers too, and when you fill up your chart, you’ll get to pick new rewards, like choosing how you want to orgasm.”
I wasn’t sure if I moaned at the promise of getting to orgasm or if it was the way his hands were slowly caressing over me, but something was sending sparks through me. “I can be selfish with my reward chart. That’s what you said.”
I earned my reward, so I got to have anything on the list…and I couldn’t worry about being selfish.
“That’s right.” Boone’s thumb slowly made circles over my hole as he hummed happily. “You could ask to get a blow job, or you could ask to be fucked a certain way.”
Before I could ask what way, he answered.
“You might want to be bent over the kitchen table or to ride me.” Still thinking through all the options, Boone’s brain couldn’t seem to resist teasing me with other wonderful ones. “You might want to jerk yourself off…while I watched, of course…or you might want me to use a toy on you.”
His mind worked really fast…or maybe he’d just been putting the list together for a while?
I might’ve asked or just blurted out something random, but his thumb eased inside of me chasing away all the thoughts. I moaned, but that was the extent of what I could get out. But luckily for us, Boone was fully functional.