Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Oh.
It didn’t seem like a bad idea, but it felt weird to have both of them turn their I’m ready to play looks on me.
“He didn’t safeword.” Gareth’s helpful tidbit as he curled closer and folded himself over to rest his head on my shoulder had Bates nodding.
“You’re right.” With a smile that was alternating between sweet and wicked, Bates leaned back against the wall that framed the opening of the kitchen. “He knows what they’re for too.”
I did.
He wasn’t wrong.
He was trying to drive me crazy, but he wasn’t wrong.
“We have a plan.” While Bates was looking relaxed and clearly organizing what he wanted to do, Gareth was nearly bouncing, he was so excited. “The cuffs are so much fun.”
“I might have something even more fun than the cuffs.” Bates’s wicked smile sent a shiver through Gareth. “Come on, pup. Help me get something ready for our light.”
Rolling my eyes, I ignored the teasing nickname. “I’m not sure I like the sound of that.”
Well, my head didn’t, but my dick wasn’t terribly smart.
Gareth snickered, kissing my head as he straightened and bounced over to our Dom. “Ready and willing to help with Project Mischief.”
He’d been watching too many government conspiracy movies lately.
Bates thought it was adorable, though, and gave the bouncing nut a quick kiss. “I love how helpful you are.”
They’d both been dancing around that word a lot lately, but no one had said it in the important three-word sentence way, so I pushed it to the back of my mind. Focusing on their wicked expressions was more important, especially when they turned to me and both tried to look so innocent.
“That’s not believable in the slightest.” Gesturing between them, I frowned because they really needed to try harder if I was supposed to play along. “I’ll go sit down on the couch.”
I hadn’t checked my emails today anyway, so it was probably a good idea, and it’d keep my mind off whatever ridiculousness Bates was planning. Anything that gave him that look was slightly worrying, but I wasn’t going to sit there and try to guess what he was going to do.
There were just too many options.
Ugh.
I was going to make myself crazy before they got a chance to do it.
Shaking my head, I grabbed my phone off the counter and wiggled my way past the grinning lunatics. Gareth didn’t seem to care about the specifics, he was just excited to explore something new and give me the orgasm he thought I deserved.
I wasn’t going to argue with the logic, because even though I didn’t think I was owed anything, an orgasm was always nice.
But the restraints…
Gareth’s giggles getting louder as they headed into the bedroom didn’t help my curiosity or my nervousness. Had Bates told him or was he still just excited? Did he think what Bates had planned was funny? Gareth’s sense of humor was questionable sometimes, so it didn’t help my overthinking.
The fact that their plan was taking several minutes to put into play didn’t help either.
What could they be doing?
Gareth even grunted one time.
What the hell took that much effort?
My brain filled in the answer to that question easily, and in vivid detail, but Gareth would’ve been a lot more rambling if slots and tabs were coming into play. That still left me with way too many options I knew he’d like.
So would I.
Yeah, we needed to figure out the tabs and slots discussion sooner rather than later because Gareth wasn’t the only one who was ready for it. I just hadn’t put in enough planning, as he clearly had, and I wasn’t sure how the slots and tabs should come together.
Action figures?
Had he already tried using them to figure it out?
That could’ve been what made Brady crazy about all of it, but I’d thought Gareth’s question had been hypothetical.
Hadn’t it?
“Ready.”
I was so deep in thought that Gareth’s voice seemed to come out of nowhere and made me nearly rocket off the couch. I must’ve looked insane as I flopped back because he frowned and actually looked serious again. “We don’t have to tie you up if you don’t want to.”
“No.” Shaking my head as I tried to keep my heart in my chest, I forced myself to my feet so I could go kiss his worries away. “I was lost in thought and you just scared the fuck out of me.”
One eyebrow shot up, but he hugged me tight as I curled into him and stretched up for a kiss. Being short sucked but I had to admit, most of the time I liked the feeling it gave me when he had to lean down to kiss me.
His lips softly brushed mine, but I could see he was still worried as he straightened. “Are you sure? You jumped a foot.”
Ugh.
“I got distracted thinking about the comment you made about the action figures. I guess I was just thinking harder than I realized.” I felt ridiculous having to explain, but it was worth it when it chased his frown away.