Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
That was debatable, but at least I knew he still wanted to come later.
“Spread your legs and stop hiding. Let me see that you’re hard. I want to give you the reward, but I can’t have you lying to me.” Giving his nipples a firm tug that had his breath catching in his throat as he shivered, I smiled as he tilted his head in a clear invitation.
Pressing my lips right under his ear, I loved the sounds it got me and I loved the way he slowly spread his legs wider even more. “Good boy. That’s right. Show off how hard you are for me.”
He hadn’t put on briefs after our shower, so his erection was obvious in the cotton sleep pants. “I…it was weird and not weird being hard around you and I kept trying to figure out how I feel.”
So overthinking but not panicking?
“I wasn’t worried, though.” He seemed to genuinely believe that, so I rewarded him with another kiss to his neck and a gentle tug on his nipples. To him, though, a reward meant he had to keep going. “I…I’m still trying to figure out the boundaries, I guess.”
Okay, that was a legitimate thing to overthink.
“We’re going to talk about this, but would you rather do it when we’re like this and I’m playing with you, or would you like to do it upstairs where I can cuddle you more like a pup?” What were our other options? “Or you could kneel for me down here.”
Too many choices might be bad, so I left it there and kept distracting him while he tried to decide what he wanted. I wasn’t making it easy, but I seemed to be taking the edge off his overthinking, so I was counting it as a Dom win.
“What…what would cuddling me like a pup mean?” Ender let out a soft sigh as I nuzzled against him. “I don’t know what that would look like.”
“But you want to cuddle?” I knew the answer before he nodded, but I waited for the response before continuing. “Then let’s go upstairs and figure out what feels right.”
Not giving him a chance to get his brain wound up again, I walked around the couch and took his hand. “Come on. Lights out and then we’ll head upstairs.”
I kept a hold of him as we found where his cell phone was hiding and turned off the lights, and by the time we were heading upstairs, he was giggling over the whole thing. “I’m not going to get lost.”
“That’s debatable. Your brain might start whirling and you end up on Mars. I’m not taking the chance.” And it also felt like he could still use a distraction, so as his Dom it was my job to make sure I gave him one.
“That’s ridiculous.” But he was still snickering as I made him plug in his phone one-handed. “You have to help me. This is insane.”
I wasn’t going to admit that he was right, but I did provide another hand so he was left shaking his head as we got it done. “Thank you.”
Ignoring the slightly sarcastic tone, I nodded. “You’re welcome.”
His scoff said his brain was still on easier things, so I tugged his hand and pulled him onto my bed before it could switch gears.
Grunting, he shifted around and sat up, glaring at me like I was an idiot. “We haven’t done yours yet.”
Technically he was right and I’d just set it down on my side of the dresser that was between our beds, but I wasn’t worried. “It’ll wait.”
He was more important than how charged my phone was.
“You’re too far away.” I took a page from his playbook and glared at him as I tugged him closer, and it worked fairly well.
Huffing, he let me move him around but kept grumbling. “You’re being ridiculous. There’s no right or wrong way to cuddle.”
“Bullshit.” There were a lot of ways to cuddle and each one was for different circumstances. “Stop arguing with me or you won’t get to come. Naughty boys and pups do not get orgasms.”
His eyes went wide again, but he was much more pliable as I sat back against the wall at the head of the bed and made him curl up beside me with his head on my thigh. The extra-long twin mattress wasn’t huge, but there was room for both of us to cuddle as long as he pressed close…which he didn’t seem to mind.
“Fine. See? Are you happy now?” He sounded grumpy but he curled his legs up tighter and rubbed his cheek against my thigh. “I’m a pup. We’re both fine. No one is worried.”
He was really cute when he was being a pain in the ass.
I couldn’t help wondering how I hadn’t noticed that before, but self-reflection would have to wait so he didn’t get more insane. “That attitude won’t get you an orgasm either.”