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)
His whispered words didn’t help clear anything up either.
“Master Silas doesn’t mind people watching him pop Austin.” The giggled-out words sounded innocent but he was imagining something very wicked.
Maybe Austin hadn’t been exaggerating the little cutie’s preferences.
“I don’t mind watching scenes or popping in general.” That had his giggles going off again. “But I prefer not to watch the popping of someone I work with.”
He made a soft thinking sound and started petting my chest. “Austin said you were a lawyer?”
Charlie’s tone was slightly questioning, so I took it as a request for more information. “Yes, contract law. I’m not his only lawyer, so we’re not working together constantly, but it’s just enough that I see very different sides of him on a regular basis.”
“That might be weird.” Shrugging, Charlie kept stroking my shirt as he thought. “He’s always been the same person to me. Charging right in and fixing everything and being bossy.”
His description had me trying not to laugh. “You make him sound like a dirty superhero.”
More giggles escaped from Charlie and he nodded against me. “Yes, and his superpower is reading if people are Doms or subs or boring.”
“And his outfit is a ballgown?” Loving Charlie’s laughter, I pretended to think about it seriously. “Yes, I think that would look very good as he flew through the air and it would even show off his panties.”
Or lack thereof.
“He’s going to need a naughty catchphrase, Daddy Ansel. It’s got to be funny.” Charlie’s tone sounded somewhere between big and little, and I tried not to overanalyze it.
“That’s going to take some work. It’s got to be perfect. Oh, and we should probably make a logo for him or some kind of naughty Bat-Signal.” I was just throwing ideas out there but they had Charlie laughing and nodding, no longer feeling stressed as he cuddled into me.
“What would your superhero power be, Daddy Ansel?” He was still playful and wiggly, so I did my best to find something on the more innocent side of the countless options.
And I did my best to ignore the Daddy part and not make assumptions.
“Hmm…” Stroking his back, I cuddled him and hugged him tight since that seemed to be what he needed at the moment. “I would be Contract Dom, able to match two people into the perfect BDSM contract with just a glance.”
That got another giggle but his fingers started slowly walking over my chest, no longer petting me. “Do you like contracts?”
I wasn’t completely sure about the context of the question but I tried to answer it as clearly as I could. “Well, at work I like how contracts spell everything out and how they can be used to protect people, and I think those same things transfer over to BDSM very well. So I would say I like them but they’re not a must-have for me.”
Clear as mud, based on how still he’d gone, so I tried again.
“Having a contract is not something I need to move forward in a relationship with a sub, but I like knowing what will make them happy and what they need to be content and to feel safe. I think writing it down makes both people really think about what’s important to them.” That felt better and I knew I’d hit something right when Charlie’s fingers started caressing over me again.
“My fort makes me feel safe.” Charlie seemed to be working his way up to something, so I nodded and let him keep going. “And the playroom makes me feel safe.”
“Austin and Uncle Jarrett would love hearing that, sweetie.” Barely brushing my lips over his head, I loved the quiet happy sound he let out as he squirmed again.
“And…” Dropping his voice low, he let out a happy, slightly naughty snicker as my erection grew more obvious. “And nice alphas who are big and cuddly make me feel safe?”
“I’m very glad to hear that.” Taking a chance, I shifted the tone slightly and danced my fingers down his side, keeping away from his more adult parts so I didn’t accidentally cross any barriers that would make him uncomfortable. “I also haven’t forgotten what Austin said, so I think big alphas make you feel more than safe.”
He tucked his face back against my neck but nodded. “Is that okay?”
“Sweetie, Austin made it very clear you’re probably into muscle worship or some kind of related kink when you’re feeling grown-up and naughty. I will not be upset if you tell me that my size turns you on.” It would honestly be refreshing.
Aside from the muscle aspect, it wasn’t something I had a lot of control over. I was naturally broad-shouldered and tall, even compared with other alphas, but too many omegas lately seemed to take offense at it. Big alpha did not mean stupid alpha either, so if it turned Charlie on, I was going to count my blessings.