Total pages in book: 220
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
He sucked in a breath and his frustrated huff had me fighting the urge to laugh. I made up for my bad behavior by wagging my tail faster and focusing on the pleasure from the plug. As I moaned, his gentle puppy pets shifted to soft caresses from my Dom.
Hopefully my Dom.
We still had a lot to talk about but those thoughts quickly faded as the desire flooding through me became overwhelming. As I rubbed his cock, moaning as I played with the plug and his hands finally skimmed over my ass, I heard him suck in another breath.
Would he come?
That thought had my ass pushing up against his hand and I moaned as he gently skimmed his fingers around the base of the plug. Sparks flooded through me and I heard myself whimper as my legs seemed to spread themselves.
I was desperate for him to touch me more, to make me come, to let me show him how incredible he’d made me feel. It felt like I had to wait forever, but when I pulled out another sexy groan from him, he finally wrapped his fingers around my hard cock and did something wonderful that had my control shattering.
Master spanked me.
Pleasure and pain spread through me as his hand came down in several sharp spanks that pushed me over the edge. He kept up the wonderful dueling pleasures as my orgasm fired through me, only stopping to knead my sensitive cheeks when I slumped onto his lap, boneless and wonderfully exhausted.
“That’s my good boy.” His soft words were the first thing to register as my brain came back online. “I knew you’d be beautiful.”
I wasn’t sure if he was talking about the wagging-induced orgasm or just my pup in general, but I couldn’t hold back the smile that seemed to have taken up permanent residence on my face.
Nuzzling against him, I chuckled as he moaned and pushed my head back. “No, I’m all sticky.”
Well, that answered one question.
I couldn’t pick the moment when he’d come, but knowing he’d found just as much pleasure as I’d experienced had me closing my eyes, a smile still lingering. “I like that you’re sticky.”
My cheeky response earned me another spank. But I was feeling floaty and giggly as he carefully eased my hood off, smiling down at me. “Already being naughty.”
Would that earn me another spanking?
That question had to wait, though. He leaned down slowly, softly pressing his lips against mine in our first real kiss. When he sat up, cupping my cheek and gently running his thumb against my face, he smiled. “Thank you for trusting me.”
“Thank you for being trustworthy.” It wasn’t exactly romantic and I didn’t know where we stood, but for now it felt right and that was what was important.
We’d figure out the rest together.
Chapter 8
Cohen
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d come in my pants, but the way Bishop had been rubbing his face against my dick and just how erotic he’d looked in general made it impossible to hold back.
And I had the feeling he wouldn’t have wanted me to anyway.
There’d be time for control later…much later…like after a shower later.
Kissing the side of his head as he relaxed and snuggled against my thigh, I hated to disturb him, but he needed a shower too.
And possibly some clothes.
I wasn’t sure how he’d feel once he came down from his orgasm high, but most subs seemed to want to be comfortable and clothed when their heads finally cleared. His body was so incredible that seemed a crime, though, so I made a mental note to talk about naked rules at some point.
Once I figured out what his plans were.
But my plans and questions got derailed as he sighed and snuggled into me again. That was definitely a sleepy sound, so I ran my hand over his head again and gave him another peck. “No, stay awake for me, pup. The floor isn’t comfortable and you need a shower.”
He yawned but then gave a soft chuckle. “I’m not the only one.”
Oh yes.
Just as I was getting ready to ask him if he wanted company or privacy for his shower, he held up his hands. “I’m stuck, Sir.”
Sir?
Well, that said something about where his mind was at.
“Let’s get you unstuck.” That made him chuckle again and he shifted, wiggling his ass in a way that was either a reminder or a request, but either way I eased the plug out of him as soon as his hands were free.
The rest came off easily, and thankfully he wasn’t embarrassed or nervous about what we’d done. Even as his brain came back online, being naked didn’t seem to upset him either. It was a relief on several levels, but I knew we still had a lot to talk about…but again, that could come later.