Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
“We both did very well, you’re right, and you were polite and answered my questions.” Even when they made him squirm because his family had a truly mystifying list of what grown-ups did.
I couldn’t even put it down to homophobia or old-school real men nonsense because it was all just insane and there was no logic to it.
White milk was for kids but chocolate was only for adults?
“I was very polite and agreed to have dessert here instead of at the restaurant.” Orlando seemed to think he got a reward for that but it’d been his idea.
However, one dry look had him smiling wider and pretending not to remember that part. “I was making our date easier on you.”
“You wanted to get us out before your mother showed up.” When he’d gone to the bathroom, he’d caught his cousin making a very excited phone call. So he’d tattled on her to her boss and we’d gotten the hell out of Dodge before we’d gone down the street to play at the old-school arcade that had everything from Skee ball machines to pinball, and everything in between.
“See? I was taking good care of you.” His view of taking care of me was fascinating. “You didn’t even have to grab my ass to make our date look real.”
Probably because it’d been real.
God only knew what we were doing, though.
“I’m not sure that was something you should be rewarded for.” Turning off the car, I frowned and shook my head. “I was promised kisses and ass grabs in exchange for a date to save you from your mother.”
And from the library lady…who may or may not know what was going on…that was still kind of unclear since Orlando didn’t think asking was safe.
“Oh.” Orlando went still but he was clearly processing not panicking. “You’re right.”
It was good to see we were on the same page with that, but what did that mean for him?
“I know.” Opening my door, I gave him another firm look that sent a shiver through him. “Wait for me.”
Oh, he liked that.
He was back to doing his adjust his hard cock wiggle he somehow thought was more subtle than actually grabbing himself. It wasn’t, but at least it wouldn’t get him in trouble in public. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good boy.” For being polite and understanding it was Dom time. “Good manners and being sweet for me will go a long way in getting another reward.”
He seemed to love the innocent routine now that he wasn’t actually quite so innocent, and since we were at the point where it was sexy and not so worrisome, I was going to encourage it. I wasn’t sure if he’d learned it from Terrence or if it was something he’d come to appreciate about himself, but it seemed like it was going to be a fun way for him to drive me insane.
It was genetic.
He wasn’t going to be able to help it.
But I still reinforced the behavior as I opened his door and reached in to release his seat belt. “That’s my good boy.”
And if my hands grazed a bit too closely over his lap, it was a fun bonus for both of us.
“I…” He shivered as my fingers trailed just over his bulge and didn’t seem to feel the need to hide his reaction. “I like being good.”
That seemed like a sign we could continue, so I took his hand to get his attention. “Then let’s go inside so I can reward you.”
Orlando swallowed hard and seemed to really think about making his legs work so he could follow my instructions, but once he was upright, his focus snapped back to more important things than walking. “We can both enjoy my reward. That’s fine too.”
That was a clue that could have a variety of meanings, so I decided guessing might be a bad idea. Technically I had a reasonable idea of what kinds of things he’d like to explore, but he’d spent a lot of our time together little, which hadn’t given me a chance to ask specifics.
“Then let’s go figure out a couple of options for me to pick from.” I was still going to be in charge of the decision making, but I really needed a bit more information to make sure I was giving him something that he wanted.
“I…” Swallowing hard again, he blinked a few times as I shut the door and led him to the stairs. “I don’t have to ask for anything, do I?”
“No.” It was a good thing to clarify, though. “We’re going to fill out a limits list for you and then when I see your limits, I will decide what your reward will be.”
Relief seemed to rush through him as I confirmed he was not in charge. “Good…that’s…that’s good.”
Testing out something else that might be good, I released his hand and rested mine low on his back. “That’s right, because I need to know all my options so I pick out the best ones.”