Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
I’d never guess what was going through his head, and we definitely needed to work on our intimacy, so I decided not to worry about it. “Shower.”
Blink.
Blink.
“Yes, Sir.”
Well, it was a step in the right direction, so I kissed his cheek and turned him to face the shower so he could walk around the glass half-wall that separated the spray from the rest of the room. “Good boy.”
Yep, he still liked that.
It was good to know for a lot of reasons, but knowing I’d made him happy made me happy. It was probably going to be a vicious cycle, so I didn’t bother trying to hide my erection as I quickly stripped out of my clothes.
My being aroused couldn’t have been that big of a shock considering how much he’d been wiggling his ass on my lap, but he blushed and focused on the water like it was the most fascinating thing he’d ever seen.
That wasn’t going to work.
“Nope.” Stepping behind him, I shook my head before turning him to face away from the water. “I know you. If I let you get away with this now, you’re going to spend the rest of your life pretending I was never hard.”
Ender went back to being the color of a tomato but he didn’t argue too much. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Of course, he didn’t.
“Look down.” I wasn’t sure if he was just looking for an order or if it was my stern tone, but his gaze dropped without hesitation. “Good boy. Do you see my erection?”
He nodded, eyes getting wider by the second. “You do not have to do anything with it. You just need to understand I will get aroused when we’re doing things together. But contrary to what everyone said in high school, having an erection that doesn’t get attention will not kill anyone.”
That got a chuckle out of him. “I don’t know. I heard from several reliable straight guys in gym class that blue ball death was a real thing.”
Rolling my eyes, I snorted. “I bet they were very convincing to their girlfriends too.”
But complaining about the dramatics of teenage boys wasn’t on my to-do list at the moment, so I pushed that to the back of my head as I reached for the body wash and squirted some in my hands. “We’re both smarter than them, so it doesn’t matter.”
Ender’s brain seemed to be processing something because he completely forgot to be embarrassed as I started washing his chest and down around his dick. Mess came before general body dirt, so my goal was to get the cum off him first.
He was quiet until I finished washing under his arms and turned him around so his chest was under the spray. Once he couldn’t see my face, that seemed to be the point where his mouth and his brain decided to work in tandem again. “Does that mean I’m supposed to ignore it?”
“I don’t think I understand the question.” I wasn’t going to pretend to be a genius when there was clearly subtext I was missing. “I’m going to need you to rephrase that even if it gives you that heart attack we were talking about.”
The way his head fell back and he sighed said he wasn’t going to fight me on it. “Great.”
I knew he’d get it out eventually, but I hoped he figured out what he wanted to ask before the hot water ran out.
Chapter 7
Ender
I just had to open my mouth.
It’d been stupid, but in my defense, once I couldn’t see him it was easier to function. Even the fact that I could feel his body brushing against mine as he moved behind me wasn’t killing my curiosity. Brains were stupid and were even worse than dicks.
“Am I supposed to ignore your erection?” Okay, that hadn’t been heart-attack-inducing. Yes, not seeing him while we talked was definitely the way to do it. “You touched me to build intimacy and to make sure we can connect right when I’m a pup.”
There was logic in it…fucked-up logic, probably, but there was logic.
“I don’t need to touch yours and you made sure I understand that I don’t have to.” He’d been clear about that and I appreciated it, but he didn’t understand that I still had questions about the strange situation we’d found ourselves in. “But does that mean you don’t want me to?”
It’d been getting harder to talk about right up until his hands started cleaning lower down my back. Once I realized where his fingers were heading, it was a lot easier to focus on the words. My only other option seemed to be obsessing over what he was going to clean next, and that was not something I was going to let myself think about.
The one upside to my slightly embarrassing question was that Leif’s hands slowed to almost a halt as his brain turned it over in his head. “So what you’re asking is that while you understand what we’re doing and you understand that you don’t have to do anything with my dick…you want to know if you’re supposed to ignore it?”