Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
That was good.
Giving him a quick peck as I nodded toward the back of my small apartment, I decided that was easy to fix. “If you would like pajamas to sleep in, I’ll get you something of mine. If you want to stay naked after we get you clean, that’s more than fine.”
I gave him a dirty leer as he giggled. “We could always discuss what appropriate clothing for when you’re over here would look like.”
That had a naughty spark flaring in his eyes, but he shook his head. “No distracting me. You’re very naughty, Master.”
Distracting him from what exactly?
Finley clearly had a plan and something he was laser-focused on, but I hadn’t gotten the memo explaining what he was thinking about. So being a good Dom, I just went along with it and gave him another quick peck. “Alright, no distracting you, pet.”
For some reason that got another romantic look from him which had me smiling and giving him another kiss. “Let’s go get you cleaned up.”
Because if he kept looking so sweet and being so adorably confusing, we’d definitely get distracted again.
He squeezed my hand, bouncing on his toes and nodding. “Yes, your turn first but then it’s my turn.”
His turn to help me get clean?
I knew that was part of it but he was too excited for it to just be about washing me even if he hadn’t seen me naked before.
Right?
With anyone else, I would’ve been able to guess, but Finley was delightfully Finley.
“Yes, then it’s your turn.” There were holes in his explanation I could drive a truck through, but he had my limits and he’d never pushed for anything questionable, so I decided to just go along with it.
It made him even more excited, like kid at Christmas levels, which shouldn’t have been possible given how tired he’d been just moments before.
“Yes, you think of everything, Master.” His tender smile as he bounced along beside me as we walked back toward my bathroom had me convinced he was sincere with his praise.
“Thank you, pet.” Squeezing his hand, I brought him into my thankfully not too small bathroom. It’d definitely been the selling point that convinced me to sign the lease even if my neighbors were slightly questionable. The whole place wasn’t exactly a closet, but after growing up in a more rural setting, it felt painfully cramped sometimes.
As I turned on the shower, I gave him another kiss and proceeded to undress my naughty sub. He was very good for about thirty seconds, but once his shirt came off and I started working my way lower, he let out a quiet moan and his hips rocked forward to push his cock against my hand.
“Is that how you’re supposed to behave?” The gentle but stern question had him making another needy sound as he shook his head.
Somehow his body hadn’t gotten the memo that he was supposed to be too tired to get turned on.
“No, Master.” Looking down his body, he pouted and shrugged. “But it thinks that it needs all your attention. He’s been trained.”
Oh, my wickedly sweet Finley.
Petting softly over the front of his pants, I kissed his cheek. “Because all I’ve done tonight is give him lots of attention?”
Finley nodded, very convinced the naughty behavior wasn’t his fault. “Yes, Master.”
As I slowly released the button on his pants and eased the zipper down, letting the pants fall to the floor, I nodded. “We’ll have to work on that. I’ll measure you in the morning and make sure I find a cage that fits your naughty penis.”
His legs wobbled as he shivered so hard I thought he’d come again.
Finley managed to right himself and sucked in a breath before I could grab him. As I looked up at his face to make sure he was fine, his eyes were wide and he looked like I’d brought him the biggest bouquet of flowers ever. “You’d do that, Master?”
With anyone else I’d have worried I overstepped, but I was starting to learn what that surprised, awed look meant from my naughty boy. Giving him a soft kiss, I nodded. “Yes, I would, pet. I need to make sure your penis is properly trained and controlled because you’re very important to me.”
And somehow I was back to being the most romantic Dom in the world.
My sweet boy was fascinating, but I loved that all I had to do was be myself and he thought that was amazing.
“Thank you for wanting to take care of me and train my penis, Master.” He said the ridiculous statement so sincerely I couldn’t resist kissing him again.
“You’re welcome, pet.” Stroking over his chest as I forced myself to stop getting distracted by his sexy lips, I loved the way he shivered again as my fingers approached the sexy undies Conner had talked him into.