Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 64847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
“I thought you might find it awkward—me showing up at your workplace, after…”
“I wouldn’t have.”
“Okay,” he said, “then I’ll be in on Wednesday.”
“Good. Oh, before I forget—thanks for sending Reuben to drive me home.”
“You’re welcome.”
“I’m curious, though. Why’d you do that? I assume you normally give me a ride because you’re at the restaurant anyway, but that wasn’t the case tonight.”
“I don’t think it’s safe for you to be riding public transit late at night.”
“That’s why you keep driving me home? Because you’re concerned about my safety?”
“Yes.” I thought that was actually very sweet. After a moment, he said, “We’d mentioned possibly meeting on Tuesday night. Is that still something you’re interested in?”
“Absolutely. What time should I come over?”
“Does eight p.m. work for you?”
“That’s perfect.”
“Do you—”
He cut himself off, so I asked, “What were you about to say?”
“I was wondering if you’d be willing to bring along some sex toys.”
That made me grin. “Of course. I have all sorts.”
“Tell me about them.”
“I’ll go in the order you’d use them on me. First of all, I have different ways to tie me down,” I said. “Handcuffs, leather straps, that sort of thing. Then I have stuff for spanking me, like paddles and a riding crop, though sometimes a hand on my bare ass is best.”
He made a little sound, which told me I wasn’t the only one getting turned on by this. Then he asked, “Do you enjoy getting spanked?”
“I love it.”
“What do you like about it?”
I adjusted my growing hard-on through my shorts and told him, “I enjoy the way it feels, but even more than that, I get off on being dominated.”
“Walk me through a scenario. Describe what you’d want me to do if we were together right now.”
I pulled my shorts down and began stroking my cock as I said, “Start by stripping me naked. Then bind my wrists and put me face-down over your lap.”
He whispered, “Fuck,” and I heard him shifting around.
“Now finger my ass. I’ll beg for more, but make me wait for your cock. Then push a butt plug into me. I have all kinds, including one I can barely take because it’s so big. Once it’s in me, there’s a constant sensation of being stretched and stuffed full. It feels so good.” Aleksei was breathing quickly, and I asked, “Are you jerking off?”
“Yes.”
“Me, too.”
“Tell me more. What happens next?”
“Start spanking me,” I said. “Take your time and enjoy yourself. Play with my ass. Go back and forth between slapping and caressing it. Keep going until my cheeks are nice and red, and your cock is hard and leaking precome.”
“I can picture this so clearly.”
“Me, too.”
“Then what?”
“Whenever you decide you’re ready, pull the plug out of my ass, bend me over the nearest piece of furniture, and shove your cock in me. Don’t ask for permission. When we’re together, you own me, Aleksei. Use me like your own personal sex toy.”
“Oh, fuck.”
The words tumbled from me as I stroked myself faster. “I don’t want you to hold back. Pound my tight little hole. Every time your hips slam into my ass, it’ll feel like I’m getting spanked all over again.”
“I’m close.”
“Come in me, Aleksei. Fill me up.”
He yelped as he came. A few seconds later, I pulled up my T-shirt and shot onto my stomach. After that, all either of us could do was catch our breath for a while.
Finally, he murmured, “Thank you. That was incredible.”
“It was fun for me, too.”
“I had no idea we were going to do this tonight.”
“Me, neither.” I switched the phone to speaker as I cleaned myself up with a fistful of tissues and pulled up my shorts. “What were you doing when I texted you tonight?”
“I was reading a report.”
“Were you enjoying it?”
“Not exactly,” he said. “It had to be done, though.”
“Do you want to get back to it?”
“No. I’m feeling very relaxed right now, so I’m done with work for tonight.”
“Good.” I curled up in the beanbag and asked, “Even though you skipped coming to the restaurant, did you still manage to eat some dinner?”
“I did. I had Chinese food delivered from my favorite place.”
“Can I ask why you always get the same thing at the restaurant?”
“I ordered the risotto the first time I came in, and I liked it,” he said. “After that, I kept ordering it because I knew it was good.”
“It is good, but don’t you ever get curious about the other things on the menu?”
“Not really. If I keep ordering the same thing, I know I’ll enjoy it.”
“What if I bring you something else next time you come in? If you try it and don’t like it, I’ll take it back and bring you your usual.”
“Why does this matter to you?”
“Because I’m worried you’re stuck in a rut, and I want to help unstick you.”