Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
“It’s entirely too common for people to judge position preferences based on body size.” He shook his head, earnest and confused. “Why how tall you are or how broad your shoulders are should influence the nerves around your anus, I’ll never know.”
He was right.
But what was I supposed to say to that?
“Well.” He sat up, charging right back in and wiping the pity off his face. “We’ll take that one step at a time and work on connections and emotional intimacy in our scenes, and then we’ll move forward with penetrative sex and discovering if you’re vers or not. That seems like something a satisfactorily equipped blow-up sex doll could accomplish.”
Before I could agree with his plan or figure out what he meant by emotional intimacy, he perked up and looked startled. “What do we do if you’re an exclusive bottom? I’m proficient but not enthusiastic to do it all the time.”
Luckily, I could answer that.
And after our are you gay conversation, I knew to elaborate immediately.
“I’m very confident I would just end up vers. I enjoy penetrating and I’ve had several detailed fantasies about what I would enjoy doing with you.” I was very confident I would at least be vers. “We don’t have to worry about that.”
But that had me wondering what he meant when he said we should discover if I was vers.
“Wonderful.” He beamed, sweet relief spreading over his face. “Topping all the time would be exhausting.”
Hmm.
Maybe I was just a top then.
I didn’t see it that way.
But before I could wander down that rabbit hole, Emerson got us back on track. “So we’ll be using penetrative sex as a relationship marker, and work on intimacy and building trust.”
His enthusiasm faded as he talked about going slow.
“But, trust of that sort can’t be built in a handful of days.” He shrugged. “It’ll take at least a week.”
Raising one eyebrow, I made my thoughts on that clear.
He simply responded by giving me a bright smile.
“Let me make this clear.” I paused as he sighed again, waiting until I knew his drama was done before continuing. “I plan on being very careful with my sub and my doll. That means I’m going to get to know you before I let us race into stronger scenes or sexual intercourse.”
God, the things I had to say.
Was this really going slow?
“We’ve known each other for less than a week, pretty doll.” How that was true, I wasn’t sure, but it was. “I would not be a good Owner or boyfriend if I let us do something crazy.”
Like putting him in my closet so I could keep him.
Hell, I’d even clean one out for him.
“Oh, Owner.” Emerson melted again, looking at me like I was perfection itself. “We’re boyfriends?”
Hadn’t we talked about that?
Fuck.
Had we even said we were dating?
Damn it.
It was going to be a long night.
Chapter 15
Emerson
Oh, the harpy wasn’t there.
I’d wasted my cutest power outfit and she didn’t even have the nerve to show up.
How rude.
My ass looked fabulous in these pants.
“You look very dangerous, pretty one.” Owner’s low, sexy voice held a hint of laughter in it as I came in the front door.
So of course, I made sure I looked like the most innocent doll ever as I smiled up at him. “I’m so excited for our shoot, Sir.”
His lips twitched, but he wrapped his arms around me and nodded. “I am too. It’s going to be wonderful.”
Because he had the cutest doll ever.
“Sir?” We were still the only people at the reception desk, so I wasn’t worried about embarrassing him in front of his employees. “You’ll tell me when it’s okay to be your doll and not a doll model, right?”
He’d never given any impression that he wanted to hide me or that he wasn’t proud of his doll, but this was work.
His brows pulled together and he leaned down to kiss my forehead. “You are always my doll, pretty one. This is just another layer to our relationship.”
Aww.
“But…” He was sweet, but this was work.
He chuckled softly, kissing my nose and then my lips. “But nothing. You’re my pretty doll no matter what. However, to begin with, we’re going to do sexy but mild photos that will be used more widely, and then we’ll slowly ease you into the right headspace until it will just be my pretty doll looking sexy for his Owner.”
He was Owner, so he was in charge.
But…
“What about the photographer?” Had he even said the guy’s name? Wait. I’d asked and it was something short and cute. Fuck. What had Roman said it was? Oh, speaking of Roman. “Is he like Roman or like a regular photographer?”
I’d thought I’d asked a million questions, but I wasn’t so sure anymore.
Owner’s face scrunched up like the question was confusing. “I don’t know how to use that scale.”