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)
As he closed his eyes and whined dramatically, I started a pounding pace that had him shaking around me. But giving him everything he could want, I kissed him gently and made love to his mouth as I pounded his ass.
He couldn’t seem to decide if it was the most romantic lovemaking session he’d ever had or if it was the best fuck ever. “Master…it’s…fucking and it’s…Oh, Master.”
When it turned into more desperate sounds than words, I knew he was right on the edge. Finley could talk through anything, even if he didn’t always realize it.
Pushing his legs toward his chest, I focused on hard strokes that hit right against his prostate and got a rush of excitment as he gasped, squeezing his eyes shut.
As I kept up the pounding pace, I reached down between us and released the cock ring that was thankfully more of a belt than a ring. The sudden and unexpected freedom had him crying out and his orgasm firing through him.
Every desperate sound had my cock throbbing, but it was the way he clung to me and clenched around me that pulled me over the edge with him. The way he seemed to want to wrap his entire body around me had my heart beating faster and me kissing him deep, keeping the pleasure flowing back and forth between us.
When my naughty boy went limp and was wearing another punch-drunk smile, I gave him a tender peck and slipped my softening cock out of him.
“Oh, Master, that’s…” I sat up and laughed as he scrunched up his face, grabbing at me as I tossed the condom in the trash can by the bed. “You should stay.”
Pressing my face into his neck as I tried to stop laughing, I kissed his neck. “That’s not terribly practical.”
Pulling back just enough to see my sweet nut, I stretched out over him again. “How about we get tested and that way I can orgasm inside you and plug my cum in you? How does that sound, pet?”
Romantic, obviously.
“Oh, really?” Wrapping his arms around my neck, he smiled up at me like I was wonderful. “I’ve always wanted to do that.”
Of course, he had.
“Then that’s what we’ll do, pet.” If something that simple got that kind of response, why wouldn’t I? “I like making my sweet slut happy.”
That got me another romantic look from my boy as he hugged me tight. “Thank you, Master.”
He was so cute.
Giving him another kiss, I sat up just enough for him to have to release me before taking his hands and bringing them up to the head of the bed. It took him several moments longer than I thought it would’ve before he realized I’d hidden cuffs there before we’d left.
“Master?” His tone was questioning as he glanced up at the headboard, but the way he was looking at me said he was intrigued, not worried.
I just stretched out over him again and started inching down his body, ignoring his curious expression for the time being as I kissed and teased him. “You’re welcome, pet, and if you’re a very good boy, I’ll come in you and plug you before we go to the club. I bet Conner would love knowing what a dirty boy you were.”
As Finley’s mouth dropped open, cuffs forgotten as the dirty idea took over, I slipped between his legs and started teasing at his now soft cock with my tongue. The sweet salty taste of his cum tickled my tongue, but it was the way he moaned as his brain got sidetracked by the pleasure that was my favorite part.
“Master…you…I…” His mind was skipping around in circles, refusing to land on any one thing. “You will?”
It took me a second to realize he was probably asking about the plug and the club fantasy. Giving the head of his cock a nice firm suck to make his eyes do that pinball machine thing again, I released him as he gasped.
“Yes, pet. I just have to figure out the best way to do it.” Flicking my tongue over the head of his not-quite-so-soft cock, I smiled. “Maybe we’ll start out in one of the window rooms or on the stage, and then after our scene, I’ll leave you full of cum and plugged while we hang out and talk with Conner for the rest of the evening.”
Going back to sucking on the head of his cock like it was candy, I released it right before the sensation was too much for my slightly overstimulated boy. “He likes that you’re a naughty little slut, doesn’t he?”
Finley’s brain was whirling like the spinner in a game of Twister and it landed on the cuffs. “Master, the cuffs…”
When he just looked up again, I chuckled and started sucking on his soft cock, loving that I could take it all in my mouth when it was like this…and Finley’s moan said he liked it too. As it started to get fuller and he whined, I went back to kissing and licking it. “He’d like you in cuffs too, wouldn’t he?”