Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 64929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Jeans and a t-shirt would be enough — nothing special. I didn’t even bother with underwear, but being dressed was enough to help pull me back into the moment even as the cloth rubbed against me.
I headed back, not even knowing how long I’d taken, but knowing it had been entirely too long, since I’d wanted nothing more than to lose myself in him since I’d walked in the door.
Adrian was on all fours, his head resting against the carpet and his ass up in the air. His collar, tail, and toys were in a row beside him, and I pictured him laying them out carefully after he stripped off his clothes. Little shivers raced through his body, but the hard cock hanging between his legs made it clear that even though he was nervous, he wanted this as well.
Beautiful, sexy… It was what I wanted to come home to every night. Maybe he was the one who needed to be the house husband.
“Very good, Pup.” Walking slowly over to him, both unwilling to rush and loving the way he waited, needy and excited, I made my way across the room. “You did a very good job. I might have to give you a reward for being such a good boy for your master.”
A low moan escaped Adrian. He took a shaky breath but arched his ass up and made it clear he was offering himself to his master — to me. “Thank you, Master. I want to be a good pup for you.”
“You are,” I told him, “and I’ll reward you. But first…” I ran a finger lightly down his spine. My palm cupped one of his ass cheeks before I brought my hand down just enough to sting. “I think I owe you a spanking.”
Adrian’s entire body vibrated with the shiver that raced through him, and he made a low sound that was part need and part worry. Rubbing slow circles over the skin I’d spanked, I let my fingers tease at his clenched hole then down to tease his balls.
When he was calm, I brought my hand down again. That time, he was either ready for the sensation, or it had already turned to pleasure because he made a little begging sound and arched up higher for me.
“Hmm,” I said, running my hand along his skin. “I think we’re missing a few things. Don’t you, Pup?” I asked, unable to keep the eagerness from my voice. “Oh, right… My beautiful, obedient puppy made sure he was ready for me. Master wants to see the collar around your throat showing you’re mine, to make your tail wag when I spank you… What do you think about that, hmm?”
“My tail… and the… and you…” Adrian’s thoughts seemed scattered, but his erection made it clear the idea didn’t bother him. Finally, he gave up trying to talk, just nodding his head and giving his ass a little wiggle.
I couldn’t resist the little chuckle that escaped, but he was already sinking into his role. I loved the way nothing else worried him when he was his master’s pup. “That’s right. I’m going to watch that little tail wag as my hand comes down on your ass, Pup.”
Adrian groaned but didn’t try and speak. He just made low needy sounds and waited, leaving every ounce of power and control in my hands. My cock strained against my jeans, but I ignored it. I settled down onto the floor with him, wishing we had the money to get something so I could properly spank him and —
Fuck, I had to get my thoughts under control before I came on the spot. I grabbed the collar, made sure I was within reaching range of everything else, and told him, “Across my lap, Pup.”
He obeyed before I could even take in another breath, and it made my smile widen to see how eager he was. “We’re going to get you some tags,” I told him as I gently fastened the collar around his neck. “Your name, my information… So we can hear your tags jingling every time you move, so everyone would know you belong to me.” The thought alone was so hot that I had to grind up against him.
His breathing came quicker, and he let out a helpless noise that I recognized as agreement, or encouragement, or… it didn’t matter beyond the fact that it meant he wanted me to keep going.
I made sure the collar wasn’t too loose or tight then grabbed the lube. “I can’t wait to see your pretty tail in your ass,” I told him, breathless. I poured a little in my hand, warming it up, then teasingly circled his hole with my finger. “Or maybe I should take it slow…”
He let out a low whimper but didn’t push for me to go faster. He waited, hard and needy, draped across my legs. Slow might be the right way to go, but we were both too excited and too turned on to draw things out too much.