Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Oh, his lips…and his tongue…yes, I should’ve guessed that first.
I wanted to be good because that seemed like it would get me the best inspection, but I wasn’t sure what that would entail. Staying still? Quiet? Would moaning louder make me well-behaved? My brain went in a thousand directions until he kissed higher up my leg and the only thing I could think of was where his lips would end up.
“Yes, this is much more accurate.” Master’s lips inched higher before he switched over to my other leg, somehow spreading me wider as he kissed me again. “Don’t forget, I need to be thorough.”
That was going to end up being my favorite word ever.
He alternated between my legs and teased me with silly comments about how he’d figure out if I was a pod person, but by the time he got to my inner thighs, I was ready to confess to whatever he wanted. “Hmm, yes, I’ve been looking in the wrong places, that’s the problem.”
I couldn’t help the whimper that escaped as he worked his way higher, tongue flicking over my skin to drive me insane, but once he got to my cock, I could barely breathe. “Just a few more places to check, but they’re important ones.”
He was trying to kill his pod person…that was the only thing that made sense as his lips brushed against the head of my cock and he started working his way lower. “I’m almost done.”
So was I.
Telling him that was impossible, though. He spread my legs wider before inching lower and nuzzling my balls. I could barely breathe as his tongue flicked over my hole and sent sparks through me. As I gasped and my dick throbbed, Master chuckled and nibbled right at the tight ring of muscle. “Yes, I think we’re getting closer, but I have to be sure to check everywhere.”
Because he had to be thorough.
Best word ever.
And best Master ever because he slipped one spit-slicked finger inside me, clearly remembering my list. He had the best memory. “Oh, that’s frustrating.”
If he kept taking my breath away, I was going to start losing brain cells.
“I can’t reach far enough to check.” He sat up, frowning and driving me crazy with the turn the game had taken.
Was I going to be punished for driving him nuts?
It seemed entirely reasonable at the moment, so I was shocked when Master shook his head. “I’m going to need something longer to check you.”
Thank God.
Wait.
As his hands caressed the inside of my thighs, he sent me reeling again. “Should we use a toy to check you or my cock?”
When my mouth dropped open, he let out a wicked chuckle. “I think I know what my naughty boy wants.”
“But you…I mean…” The words came haltingly but Master knew what I meant.
He stretched out over me and gave me a kiss, soft and sweet. “Make love with me, baby. Let me love you.”
The shiver that raced through me probably told him everything he needed to know, but I nodded and swallowed as I tried to give him the words I knew he needed. “Yes. As long as you’re…as long as you know I’m here with you. This isn’t casual for me. I promise.”
He nodded, kissing my forehead and then my nose before coming back to my mouth. “I know.”
Giving me a teasing smile, he kissed me again. “You held my hand and you invited me to Christmas.”
It might’ve sounded silly under other circumstances, but it felt like the world stopped turning just for us. “You’re important to me.”
I wasn’t going to hide that from him or anyone else.
“Love me, Daddy.” I hadn’t meant to call him that but it made him smile.
“Always.” Master brushed his lips against mine, nibbling on them and chuckling as I whined. “Such a patient boy.”
Yes, I’d been so good.
But he didn’t seem to need me to point that out because he sat up between my legs and started slowly unbuttoning his pants. He was going to leave the rest of his clothes on. I knew it before he stopped with just his erection teasing me.
My Master had the best memory ever, and I was never going to complain about filling out a list ever again because the way his cock stretched out looked so erotic I almost came right then. The mix of his always proper clothes with his naked erection was…I loved limit lists.
“My wicked boy.” Master palmed his cock, stroking it softly and looking like he was the wicked one between us before he reached into the nightstand and raised one eyebrow. “My very prepared wicked boy.”
Since he didn’t seem to think that was a bad thing, I licked my lips and aimed for cute. “I like taking care of my Master and…and I read your list.”
But I hadn’t been going to rush him. His list just made it clear he wanted condoms until we were both tested, so I’d run a few errands late in the afternoon…and I’d cleaned up well in the shower.