Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
But now he knew exactly what to do with Joel…and me.
That was too weird to think about, though, so I was going to focus on Tate and whatever he was going to do with Joel.
Thinking about Joel and Tate probably should’ve been weird too, but it wasn’t. No, they were something else entirely, but besides erotic, I wasn’t sure I could define it.
Even when they came out of the bathroom with Joel nearly bouncing, all I could think about was how happy he was and how sexy Tate looked. Whatever his plan was, he was enjoying thinking about it and he’d been enjoying teasing Joel.
“All clean.” Joel did a little twirl and almost killed himself tripping over a chair. “All cute. All ready to help my Master orgasm.”
All nuts too.
“I’m sure he’s going to appreciate that.” It was a stupid response but it made Joel giggle.
“I get to find out how he’s going to use me now.” Smiling ear to ear, Joel bounced up to me and offered up his cheek. “I get kisses now that we’re not just roommates.”
“Is that one of the rules your mother explained?” Tate’s question made me fight off a smile as I leaned down and kissed Joel’s cheek. “We’re going to have to get a list of those.”
Joel nodded, treating the whole thing completely seriously. “I’ll make sure I write as much down as I can remember.”
His family was unique, so I could only wonder what their relationship advice looked like. But a tiny voice in the back of my head pointed out that his parents seemed happy, and with the way Joel took after them, it might actually help us make him happy.
But either way, Joel decided we were done with that fun conversation and twirled around again. “Use me, Master. I’m ready to relax completely and focus on just you.”
He was so ready his dick was making a valiant effort to get hard again…which made my dick try to compete with his and it made Tate take his and give it a slow jerk.
“I’m glad.” Tate’s grin was wicked and got a shiver from Joel. “But I want you to remember that this isn’t about suffering for me and I’m not going to get off on randomly making you uncomfortable. So after you try to relax for me, you’re going to tell me if you’re just uncomfortable or it’s not doing anything for you.”
I wasn’t completely sure what Tate meant, but Joel didn’t have that problem. He nodded excitedly and looked like he’d have promised Tate the moon. “Yes, Master. I’m not supposed to suffer with you knowing about it because that isn’t what this scene is about. You want me to find subspace so you can enjoy me submitting.”
Oh.
Wait.
Tate chuckled. “We’re going to work on your habit of rewriting what I said, slut.”
Okay, so I’d heard that right.
“I don’t know what you mean, Sir.” Joel aimed wide eyes at Tate, but as he turned around, I saw him cross his fingers behind his back. “I just want to be the best slut ever for you.”
He was such a brat.
The way Tate’s eyes were sparkling said he was thinking something along the same lines. “I’m glad you want to be a good slut for me.”
The way we let Joel get away with being a brat was the only reason he was a brat…but it seemed like Tate was just going to ignore that fact.
“I will.” Joel decided he needed to look cuter or be more distracting because he bounced back to Tate, making sure to make his dick jump with every step. “I’m also going to do my best to make you happy.”
I couldn’t help rolling my eyes, but Tate soaked it up. He cupped Joel’s cheek and even rubbed his thumb over Joel’s lower lip. “I’m going to have a lot of fun using you.”
How he made that sound romantic I’d never know, but Joel sighed and leaned into his touch, so I knew it wasn’t just me who’d imagined how it’d sounded. “Thank you.”
I wasn’t sure that was the right response but I couldn’t figure out a better one, so I pushed it to the back of my brain.
“Come on, slut.” Tate stopped petting him and reached down to take Joel’s hand. “Let’s get you comfortable.”
So he could…?
Oh.
Some of it clicked into place as Tate set a pillow on the floor right in front of the couch, and I knew I wasn’t too far off when Joel sighed and licked his lips. “Thank you, Sir.”
So Joel’s mouth was definitely getting used, but the bits and pieces that Tate had teased him with didn’t add up to blow job. They were too distracting for me to have quoted the conversation but words like relaxed and subspace had definitely been thrown around.
“Come sit down with me.” Tate’s words slowly worked their way through my distracted brain. “You can keep me company.”