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)
Cohen didn’t seem to mind that I’d gone insane, but thankfully he did remember my boundaries.
I was glad one of us had.
“Then how about we go back to my place, relax some, and then you can show me your gear and tell me about your pup.” Leaning forward, he softened his tone and kept his gaze on mine. “We do nothing you’re uncomfortable with, and I see your pup before we go any further.”
Yes, that was what was supposed to happen.
But spankings…
“And you’ll tell me if you’re uncomfortable with that side of me or if you need time to digest it, right?” He’d been around the Leashes & Lace guys. He had to have seen pups before, so it wouldn’t be too startling.
Right?
Before he could answer, I rushed the question out. “You’ve seen the pups at L and L, right? I mean, this isn’t going to be completely new?”
God, what if he’d taken that avoid the people there thing a bit too far?
I must’ve looked worried or just ridiculous because he chuckled and reached his hand out toward mine. When his fingers were barely stroking me, he nodded. “Yes, I have seen the pups. I was even there for some of the original discussions about what kinks and lifestyles to showcase on the site. I’ve never dated one or been a…handler, right?”
When I just nodded stupidly, he continued, softly stroking right by my wrist. “I won’t be surprised by anything you wear or do when you show me your pup. We are just looking to see how we relate to each other and if there’s a spark on that side of things like there is now.”
Sparks.
Yeah, we had sparks when we were two guys talking around kinks and flirting, but would there be sparks later? Loving the way his hands had felt on me as we’d danced didn’t mean anything in the long run, though, right?
“Of course.” My response was terrible, and unsurprisingly he saw right through me.
Raising one eyebrow, he gave me a firm look that had my dick trying to do jumping jacks. “We’re going to recreate the last puppy shoot. I’m going to take my time getting you ready and making sure you’re picture perfect for the first time I get to play with your puppy side.”
I swallowed, nodding because I wasn’t sure what to say.
The last shoot?
I’d seen the last shoot online.
“You’re going to show me what a good pup you are and all your tricks.” His fingers started trailing along my forearm, sending shivers through me as he watched me like he could already see my pup. “And if you’re a very good pup, then you might get a reward.”
Reward?
Like the last shoot?
It’d started off sweet and playful with the pups chasing balls and playing together, but it’d quickly turned playful in a completely different way…and then there’d been the rewards.
The rewards hadn’t been on camera, but Ian had giggled when he’d retold the story from Kenton’s point of view. The handlers and pups that were in serious relationships had gotten a bit too excited at the end of the shoot, and one of the pups had gone off like a rocket, which set off a chain reaction through several of them.
Ian kept laughing as he described how dramatic and frustrated Kenton had been as he’d recounted the epic shoot. Kenton hadn’t been upset by the playful nature of everything. He’d just been frustrated because he’d wanted his maybe-boyfriend to have been there instead of his buddy, who had stepped in as a stand-in handler at the shoot.
Of course, I’d been on Kenton’s side…that would’ve been unsatisfying to watch.
But with Cohen…and with privacy?
Licking my lips, I looked down at our hands and tried to decide if what I wanted was logical or not. I never really came to a decision on that, but after a moment, I looked up at Cohen and nodded. “I’m a very good pup. I like rewards.”
And I liked Doms who were smart, sexy, and loved rewarding good pups, because I was going to be the best he’d ever dated.
Wait.
Were we dating?
Chapter 5
Ian
“Okay, I don’t know if I have a problem or not, but you’re going to help me fix it.” Emerson collapsed down on my floor in a heap of wide-eyed drama and did his best to look wonderfully innocent.
That just meant he was up to something dirty.
Emerson was a wicked sub…and he liked to pretend otherwise.
It was some kind of game I didn’t really understand, but Eli and some of the other guys played along, teasing him and driving him crazy at photo shoots. I wasn’t sure what he’d done, but he’d definitely done something naughty and was now looking to justify it.
Even Lane knew it because he sat up, curious and slightly tipsy already.
Sleepovers were fun.
And sleepovers after a surprise engagement party where we were going to get drunk were even better.