Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
I couldn’t help the way my face started heating up but he just chuckled softly as he led us toward the other end of the room. I didn’t like having to weave our way through all the other couples and groups who were mingling around and trying to be subtly nosy, but Master Ansel had picked the best spot for a nervous sub.
The circular booth-type chairs were deep and private and tucked away under the stairs that led to the playroom on the second floor, so it was almost like a fort or nest. Just sitting in them would’ve made me feel better, but then Master Ansel sat down slowly and was gentle as he pulled me onto his lap.
He was even big enough to hide against if I got nervous.
“Can you tell me your safeword, sweetie?” Master Ansel was still very careful as he reached up and stroked my cheek, caressing slowly around my ear as I tried not to wiggle.
Yes, I could do that.
Austin would be very frustrated with me if I couldn’t.
“I use stoplight colors…Master Ansel?” Oh, that’d come out too questiony. “Sir?”
Oh, not any better.
I managed not to squirm or hide, but it was hard and my brain was starting to ask the rest of me if this had been a good idea. Before I could figure that out, Master Ansel was petting my head and stroking my back. “Deep breath for me, sweetie. Show me you’re listening to me.”
Words.
He was saying words.
Yes. I could breathe.
Just obeying him made Master Ansel smile and it put my heart back in my chest where it belonged. “Good boy. One more time for me.”
As I took another deep breath, he smiled and nodded. “That’s right. You may call me whatever you are most comfortable with. If that’s Master or Daddy or Papa or Sir or Mr. Ansel…or any number of other options, I will not be offended. First dates are about figuring things out.”
He wasn’t going to be offended.
He was very nice.
“Mr. Ansel sounds like you’re my teacher.” That thought had jumped out without me realizing it’d tried to escape, but he laughed, making me blush again.
“Is that little Charlie saying that or is that naughty Charlie giving me a hint?” Master Ansel’s question had my face getting so red it hurt, and I found myself squirming as I ducked my head. He made a soft thinking sound and rubbed my back, being patient and just letting me be nervous.
Where was Austin when I needed him?
He could’ve answered it easily and probably helped Master Ansel pick out a wonderfully dirty scene.
No, I was a grown-up.
Austin wouldn’t have left me alone if he thought I couldn’t function on my own.
“Both?” When I finally got the word out, I peeked over at him and saw he was smiling still. “I…little me thinks it’s funny but big me thinks it’d be naughty to play teacher and student or maybe professor and student?”
What would he say?
“Little you is correct. It does sound funny.” The grin on his face made me giggle and my little side was starting to perk up in my head, wanting to cuddle into Daddy Ansel. “But I think big Charlie would love being called a naughty boy by his professor and have to go into the professor’s office for a spanking.”
I couldn’t hold back the shiver that raced through me.
Master Ansel thought I could be naughty?
“I…I was probably not listening in class?” Master Ansel nodded slowly, stroking his thumb over my cheek. “And…and I was probably flirting with him?”
“I think you’re one of those naughty boys in class who spreads your legs a bit too wide and reaches down to adjust yourself.” Shaking his head like I’d been naughty, Master Ansel frowned but it just sent another shiver through me. “I bet you even squirm to tease him and show him you’re getting slick just for him.”
I probably looked stupid, blushing with my cheeks bright red and my mouth hanging open, but Doms, especially alpha ones, didn’t say things like that to me on the first date. Shit. They hardly ever said things like that to me at all.
Master Ansel just chuckled and kissed my nose. “Shy and nervous does not mean innocent, sweet boy. Austin made it very clear that you’re a naughty boy under all that quiet blushing and squirming.”
Oops.
Squirming.
His cock.
I stopped when I realized I’d been wiggling over his erection, but thinking about what I’d been doing had my nerves going into overdrive and I hid my face against his neck. I felt silly and relieved when Master Ansel wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tight. “Brave boy. Good job.”
I’d been brave?
“I wiggled.”
It wasn’t a good sentence but at least it was a sentence?
“You did but when you realized that and got shy, you came to me for help and didn’t run. I’m very proud of you for that and because you were honest about your thoughts on the fantasy.” Master Ansel rubbed my back and made a happy sound. “You’ve also tried your hardest to use your words and not panic. See? I have a lot to be proud of you over.”