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)
Gareth looked like he was trying to be patient but that didn’t work. He lasted about ten seconds before the silence got to be too much. “What does that mean? Is it no more lists but lots of questions? Do you know what you want to do? Do you think I’m ready? Am I supposed to tell you that I’m ready and not just be pushy?”
Huh, that might actually have been a good question.
Bates laughed, loving the insanity and dragging it out even more by giving Gareth another kiss and patting his ass. “I would never call you pushy.”
He was such a brat.
Just as Gareth was ready to explode and probably be so loud the whole building would know our plan, Bates put him out of his misery. “I think my curious boy is ready for his spanking, and I’m going to spend the rest of the day figuring out how to give you the best spanking ever.”
Gareth’s entire face scrunched up. “Am I supposed to thank you for being considerate or pout because you’re dragging this out again?”
Bates just grinned.
Yep, smart people were a pain in the ass.
Chapter 3
Bates
“He’s fucking with me, right?” Gareth was trying to be quiet as he pestered Cashel in the kitchen, but his voice carried a bit too well for that to have worked.
“Probably? But maybe not?” I could hear the shrug in Cashel’s voice as he continued to chop the veggies he’d picked out. “Planning a scene is important, but he does like driving you crazy.”
Laughing would’ve made me a terrible Dom but they were so cute.
“He’s making me insane.” Gareth’s pouting tone, and probably dramatic expression, had Cashel sighing.
“I think that’s the goal either way.” Cashel’s answer made me think he’d realized keeping Gareth slightly off balance kept him from worrying about the spanking. “But there’s a fine line between being curious and excited and being a pain in the ass. I’d recommend you not cross that line.”
Gareth’s groan had me imagining him curling into Cashel to get attention and cuddles. “But I don’t know where the line is. What if I already crossed it?”
“Then your spanking might go from quickly get you an orgasm to your Master is going to drag it out and make you insane.” Cashel’s tone was dry but I could feel his delight at the way he was getting to mess with Gareth.
His Dom side was definitely coming out.
“But I’ll still get an orgasm either way?” Gareth’s curious tone made me smile. “I kind of like the teasing, dragging things out part. He does it really well and it makes me all squirmy inside. But I was promised an orgasm.”
And he wasn’t going to let anyone forget it…including Brady’s mother.
Meeting her had been fascinating, but it was clear Jude and Brady needed a few more boundaries because the boys were mine to take care of. And they didn’t need saving from me. I was hoping they would understand that after their talk with Brady’s mother but some people were stubborn.
“Bates doesn’t break his promises. He just might drag it out and torture you first.” Cashel had decided to start the torture bit early because he seemed like he was enjoying making Gareth squirm.
“How? I don’t even know how to research that. Do you know what comes up when you look up torture and BDSM online?”
Oh dear.
Cashel snickered, not worried about how scarred my curious boy was.
“You’re insane. Stop googling shit.” He was still finding it entirely too much fun because he decided to be helpful again as he moved around the kitchen. “One. He’s not going to really torture you because that wasn’t on his list. Two. I mean, he might do things to drag out the scene and make you wait longer to come. He’d edge you and tease you.”
“I know that one.” Gareth seemed pleased about that but I could hear naughty curiosity in his voice too. “But how would he do it?”
He seemed to be already edging himself, but Cashel didn’t point that out.
“Well, he might…” The thoughtful silence stretched out for a few seconds and I couldn’t decide if it was nerves, just another way of fucking with Gareth, or genuine thoughtfulness because he didn’t know what I would do.
When he finally started talking again, I still hadn’t decided, but he wasn’t too stressed, so I didn’t worry about it. “He could play with your ass between spanks, you know, finger-fucking you. Or he could just stop between spanks and be really sweet.”
I wasn’t sure what that meant, but Gareth explained it for me.
“Ugh, he’d ask me how I was doing and he’d make me talk about it.” Gareth’s dramatic groan had me barely holding back laughter.
“Yep, feelings and all.” Cashel nearly giggled but he kept it under control. “He might even do both, fuck you gently and talk to you and then start up again.”