Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
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.
“How about a shower, pup?” I had to fight back a smile as he sat back on his knees, stretching and yawning again. “Before you fall asleep.”
He groaned, looking bashful for the first time. “It feels like I’m ready to crash.”
Taking a cue from his calm manner, I reached out and caressed his cheek, wanting him to know I hadn’t changed my mind about our tentative plans. “Then I think the best plan is for you to stay here tonight. It’s already late and I’d like the chance to make breakfast for you tomorrow.”
His eyes lit up, but he reined in his excitement. “Are you sure? We kind of talked around how late it would be, but I don’t want you to feel obligated.”
Obligated for what?
Was he talking about more than just sleeping over?
“I don’t.” Leaning forward, I gave him a quick peck, trying to make him smile. I succeeded. “It’s practical, and it’s what I want. But I won’t talk you out of leaving if that’s what you would like.”
I figured making sure he knew I wasn’t kidnapping him would be a good idea.
He shook his head before he had a chance to get a single word out. “No, I don’t want to leave. This was…this was fun.”
I had to agree.
“Because you’re the cutest pup ever.” As he groaned, I gave his cheek a kiss and let out a low laugh. “Shower time, pup.”
As I rose, sticky briefs and all, he looked up at me, a bit bemused if I was reading him right. “You really didn’t mind? No second-guessing or just changing your mind?”
About his pup side or sleeping over?
Both?
What kind of morons had he dated?
“None.” Crouching down, I kissed his head as I ignored how gross I felt. “I knew what I was getting into before we even got here tonight. You said you were a pup and I knew what that meant. Hell, most completely vanilla people should know what that meant. There’s been shit on cable about it, not to mention the Pride images that pop up every year to shock the normies.”
His grin said I was finally getting through to him. “I was at a coffee shop last June and this older lady was looking at the news on her tablet.”
Bishop’s giggle said the story was going to get interesting. “She ended up running into the good stuff and suddenly her tablet was full of nothing but pups and leather Daddies and all kinds of fun pictures. She was so shocked she nearly dropped her tablet.”
I snorted. “She’d been browsing something interesting before for that to have come up in her news feed.”
His eyes widened as I took his hands and helped us both to stand, keeping one hand in mine once we were on our feet. “I hadn’t thought of that. She seemed so surprised.”
Doing my best to keep my eyes level with his, I chuckled. “She was probably surprised that her naughty secret had shown up on the front page of her tablet.”
“You think?” He was so focused on the story he didn’t seem to realize he was wonderfully, beautifully, sexily naked.