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)
That’d have been painful to watch.
“You’d have just been standing there dumbfounded and in perfect silence while you simply stared at each other.” It sounded awful, but also made me think that Eli had done his best to send the right soldier into battle.
Snickering again, Ender let his hold on the blanket ease. “Yeah, that would’ve been bad. This guy was nice and bubbly and didn’t seem to have any idea why I thought it was weird.”
Or if he did, he’d been told by his commander not to let the nervous enemy see his fear.
Okay, I’d written too many battle scenes lately.
“He probably bounced back over there and told Eli how nice you were and that he’s going to keep you.” The next time I ran my hand down Ender’s back, he let the blanket come with me and his head finally appeared.
Giving the top of it a kiss, I didn’t draw any more attention to his coming out of his cocoon. “I bet he described you as really nice and excited to play with the new goodies. He wouldn’t have wanted to give you his number if he thought you were mean or weird.”
That had Ender letting out a long breath as he rubbed his face against my chest. “I…yeah…I think I was nice. I’ll be better next time, though. He just caught me off guard.”
And that would’ve made his panic worse.
“We’ll do it together next time, so I’ll be there to help out.” That had him relaxing even more and it was almost like he’d gone boneless against me. “If you freeze up, I’ll start talking, and if they cross a boundary, even inadvertently, I’ll divert the conversation.”
They were the nosy oversharing types, so I thought that was probably going to be the most obvious issue.
“You…you’d be okay with doing that?” Ender wasn’t looking stressed but his rubbing had stopped. “I don’t want you to have to always…I don’t know… protect me from people?”
The scoff escaped before I could decide how badly that would come across. Had he not realized how often I’d already been doing that?
Luckily, he started giggling instead of asking clarifying questions, so I didn’t bother pointing that part out. “I’m your Handler and Dom. That’s literally in the job description. Don’t be stupid.”
Yep, I was a wonderfully supportive Dom.
But at least he was laughing?
I knew I hadn’t fucked up when he unwrapped his blanket fort and shifted how he was sitting on my lap so he could straddle my thighs. Shaking his head, he was still fighting off giggles. “Alright, I’m not going to argue with the man who thinks he’s in charge.”
Rolling my eyes, I reached around and popped his ass just to tease him. His mouth dropped open and his eyes went wide, but he wasn’t upset with me based on how he subconsciously rocked his dick against mine. “Sir?”
That was how he was going to fix that sass?
“Let’s go back to the in-charge portion before we talk about that cheeky attitude.” His squirm and the way he started nibbling on his lower lip said he was more turned on and curious than anything else.
“I…I won’t argue with my Dom and the wonderful Handler who’s going to take care of me.” He paused, swallowing hard. “Sir?”
Running my hand over the area I’d just spanked, I nodded. “That’s better. Now I believe you’re a good boy.”
That sent a shiver through him and he barely held back a moan. “I liked that. I’m not sure I should have, but I did.”
“Me too.” Downplaying that seemed like a bad idea for a lot of reasons. “I liked seeing your eyes go wide and the way you rocked to grind your dick against mine. And I like how submissive it made you.”
No point in downplaying that part either.
Licking his lips, he nodded slowly. “It did. It sent this tingly feeling through me and it wasn’t anything like what I worried it might be.”
He’d thought it might just hurt and make him feel bad.
So had I.
Giving the spot a squeeze that made his eyes nearly roll back in his head with pleasure, I made a thoughtful hum instead of the excited cheer that wanted to come out. “Then I think it worked as a reminder that you want to be my good boy, didn’t it?”
Nodding slowly, like it was harder to do than I realized, he managed to focus on me but it took effort. “Would you…would you do it again? Just to make sure I remember to be good?”
The distracted look in his eyes seemed to come from the pleasure he got and whatever was rolling around in his head, but he’d worked so hard to ask for what he wanted, I’d have said yes to almost anything. “Do you want to go over my lap?”
Ender sucked in a breath like I’d read his mind, so I wasn’t shocked when he finally gave me a faint head bob.