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)
Oh.
“Well, I’m mainly attracted to men who are more physical and cuddlier by nature, so that’s a certain type, I guess.” Shrugging got another giggle from him. “I’m not really a looks attract me kind of guy but the bigger muscular ones that you dated never wanted to hold my hand or snuggle.”
“Well, part of that is because I’m pretty sure you kept dating other tops that had no desire to sub for you.” Ender’s tone might’ve been a tad cheeky if he weren’t so right. “You were setting yourself up for failure right there.”
Possibly.
“Well, now you’ve saved me and I don’t have to date any longer.” I was only half joking and the way he shook his head said he knew that.
“I’m just a convenience to you.”
That made me snort.
“You’re not convenient in any way. You’re a pain in the butt.” His laughter said he realized that too.
“But I’m cute?” Wiggling on my lap, he kissed my neck again. “And you like cleaning me in the shower?”
“You are cute, and you’re right, I enjoy getting you sticky and then getting you clean again.” His groan said he wasn’t sure if he was going to blush or get turned on by the statement, but neither was a safeword so I kept teasing. “And I have fun spanking you and putting your tail in.”
The groan that time said embarrassment was winning. But he’d just come so it was difficult to tell if being turned on was a close second or not.
“And I enjoy watching you hump my hand or my leg.” I tried to sound casual as I said it and I knew I’d gotten the right tone when he huffed.
“You’re punishing me for my fit. That’s not nice.”
No, I was punishing him for making me read his mind.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I shrugged, playing it off. “I wanted to make sure you knew there were lots of aspects of our relationship that I enjoy.”
Another huff said that was doubtful.
“I could list off all the other things I’d like to do to you but wasn’t sure were appropriate. Would you like that?” I knew the answer but asked the question anyway.
“God no.” His dramatic delivery had me trying not to laugh.
“So how about you be less cheeky and a sweeter partner since I didn’t go into any of those details.” He was such a brat I decided a reminder of how nice I’d been might be a good idea. “I also didn’t mention how tight I thought your ass would be and I didn’t mention my curiosity about how it would feel to fuck you or make love to you when you were caged.”
His sounds said he was embarrassed but his wiggles said he was trying to get his thighs to rub his cock, so that made it easier to decide to keep fucking with him. “Those are two different things in case you weren’t aware. But I wasn’t going to explain the difference either because I know how embarrassed you get about those kinds of things.”
Pressing his face tighter against my neck, he sighed, giving up. “Thank you for thinking of me and I appreciate you not going into detail. Partner is great and I’m very happy to use that term to describe our relationship.”
Brat.
“And you don’t think I’m settling for you out of convenience?”
I had to wait for his answer until he stopped groaning. “No, Sir.”
“Good boy. I’m glad.” That got another needy wiggle out of him.
“We’ll still…I mean I’m still your…” He paused to take a breath, but I thought I knew what he was going to ask so I decided to help out.
“We’re still going to be Dom and sub? Am I still going to be your Handler?” When he nodded and sagged against me in relief, I chuckled. “Yes. And yes, I’m still going to do happy things with my pup and naughty things with my sub, and I’m still going to find new ways to explore your submission and see what you like.”
“Like…” It took him a second to try again. “Like the cage? You keep…you keep mentioning that.”
And it seemed like he thought I was dawdling.
“Yes. I’d like to explore that with you.” I was self-aware enough to know that I had control issues, but so did he and it seemed like our issue matched really well. “I was trying to take things one step at a time, though.”
I hadn’t wanted to rush into controlling him even though that was what I wanted more than I probably should have.
Before he could respond, I decided confessing that might be a good idea. “I liked the idea a bit too much and I wasn’t sure if you realized that.”
He giggled.
“Yeah, I kind of new you’d like the control parts.” Fingers dancing over my chest as his brain seemed to whirl, he didn’t seem stressed over the topic. “I promise to let you know if you take it too far. That’s what you were worried about, right?”