Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Interesting.
“I would.” If it was the only way to get through to him about something. Hell, even just making him write lines would fuck with his head enough for it to be considered a punishment. He liked being good just as much as Joel did. It was just a subtler version of it.
Joel never did anything half-assed.
“I’m also going to think about ways we can help you enjoy your submission more.” It was quieter than Joel’s but that wasn’t a surprise. “You like this as much as I do.”
Gesturing between us, I was glad when he didn’t have a problem nodding. “What if we found a few minutes each day for you to kneel for me and we’ll talk?”
I could see the answer sparking in his eyes before he managed to even nod. “Yes.”
“Let’s try something.” Shifting my hold on him, I brought my hands around his back and eased him forward. “Scoot closer if you need to, but lean over and put your head here.”
When his cheek was resting high on my thigh, I made sure he was nestled right against my dick. “Wrap your arms around my legs. Yes. Now, take a deep breath and then relax as many muscles as you can.”
I could feel the heat from his breath through my pants and couldn’t resist letting a small sound out. Dean blushed but I could see him trying to hide a faint smile too.
He liked turning me on.
“Good boy.” Petting his head, I didn’t even bother trying to make my dick behave. “We’re going to see how long you can comfortably stay like this and I’m going to get some reading done. All you have to do is close your eyes and think about how just submitting to me like this is making me hard, and then you’re going to tell me once you start to ache.”
Dean’s entire body seemed to clench before he let out a soft moan and fought to follow my orders. When his eyes closed and his head barely moved, rubbing his cheek against my erection, he whimpered softly before he could catch it. “I…I can think about that, Sir.”
“Good boy.” Petting his head again, I grabbed my phone and pulled up the stupid chapter I’d been putting off reading. “And your breath and just feeling you between my legs will keep me hard enough that we won’t have to worry about rushing through our test here.”
Then we could talk about what he wanted as a reward for being so fucking sexy and submissive.
Chapter 15
Joel
Oh, they were having fun.
Kind of.
It looked a bit like Dean was being tortured by having to sit still, but I knew from my research that he was just submitting differently.
And different was okay.
He wasn’t even sighing, so it couldn’t be a punishment.
Probably.
But I came in as quiet as I could since I didn’t want to disturb him if he was actually having fun. Or submitting nicely. Or being quietly tortured just because he thought it would make Tate happy.
He was definitely into making Tate happy, and I could understand liking that part.
Tate was amazing when he was happy and it seemed like one of those times for him because even before Tate set his phone on the end table and smiled at me, I could see he was naughty happy. “He heard you come in. He’s just relaxing and isn’t supposed to move.”
For fun, right?
“Yes, Master.” Evidently it was for fun because I could see Dean’s face and it wasn’t scrunched up or pouting. “He’s being very good.”
People were so weird.
But I was polite and didn’t say that. “How was your special together time?”
I’d hoped they’d do something amazing while I was gone so they could tell me all about it. I wasn’t sure I’d get a good kneeling story, though, and I wasn’t sure if there was any way to make it erotic either.
Maybe it was cute?
Yes. They were definitely cute, so I set my stuff down on the floor and curled up on the couch beside Master, reaching over to pet Dean’s head since Tate hadn’t told me not to.
Master made a happy sound and nuzzled against me. “It was wonderful. Dean has kept me hard and I love having him kneel for me.”
“I don’t have to do that, right?” That sounded. No. “I don’t think I’d like that punishment.”
Somehow Dean seemed to go even more still, but Master laughed and I could feel it vibrate though his body. “No. Firstly, he’s not being punished. Second, you would go bonkers like this. If I expect you to stay still, I’ll tie you down and you’ll get an orgasm at the end.”
Whew.
“That’s much better.” And it was good to know Dean wasn’t being tortured. “I was good at work. Does that mean I get an orgasm? Do I get to give you an orgasm? What about Dean?”