Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
I wasn’t going to push if he’d changed his mind.
“I’m fine, but I’m stupid.” He sighed, blushing sweetly. “I forgot my phone at Wesley’s house. Could I send him a quick text from yours and let him know? I don’t want him to worry.”
Ah.
That explained the blush.
“No problem. Come on in and we’ll do that before we forget.” Or before it got to be too late, and we pissed him off.
Handing over my phone, I let us in and smiled as Bishop chuckled at whatever response he’d gotten back from Wesley. The man seemed shy to me, but clearly with Bishop that wasn’t the case.
When he finally gave it back, he was grinning and blushing again. “Please just ignore whatever nonsense Wesley says in the future.”
I laughed as I locked the door and led him deeper into the house toward the living room at the back. “He’s not going to say anything to me. I bet he’s already panicking that he texted something cheeky to my number.”
Bishop laughed, shaking his head. “You really do know most of the guys.”
Shrugging, I nodded as we slowly made our way through the house, turning on just enough lights to make sure he could see. “Yes, but I try not to bother anyone. I just do my best to keep up so I understand what’s going on with the business.”
Because for a while I hadn’t and it’d taken a toll on Preston.
He might be a Dom, but every once in a while he needed someone to remind him that he deserved a life…Eli too, just for vastly different reasons.
“I’m not sure they’d see getting to know you as a bother.” He shot me a grin as I huffed. “But I think it’s kind of cute.”
Rolling my eyes, I walked over to the bookshelf and turned on the speaker that was linked to my phone. “I’m not sure cute is what I’m aiming for.”
That got a naughty chuckle from the flirty pup as he studied the room, seeming to enjoy the muted colors and soft oversized furniture that didn’t seem so oversized with both of us in the room. “What are you doing?”
I was betting it was a distraction since he didn’t know what to say, so I teased him again. “Touching my phone.”
As I found the song I wanted, music started coming through the speaker and he smiled. “You’re being cheeky now.”
“Possibly.” Setting my phone down on the coffee table, I slowly made my way over to Bishop, who was now smiling sweetly and shaking his head like I was cute.
I’d take cute.
With the music on, the dimly lit room now looked romantic, not just dark, as I held my hand out. “Dance with me?”
He blushed, taking my hand and stepping closer as the sound filled the room. “This is unexpected.”
But it seemed to be appreciated judging by the way he fit his body against mine and snuggled closer. We barely moved, just gently rocking against each other as the rhythm had him relaxing in my arms.
When his head came down to rest on my shoulder, I stroked my hand over the muscles in his back and tightened my hold. His soft sigh went right through me, but I ignored my dick as he quietly confessed how he was feeling. “I was nervous.”
“I was feeling like the most unromantic Dom ever.” My confession had him chuckling quietly. “It was feeling a little transactional, so I wanted to make sure you could tell what I was feeling.”
He let out a soft giggle and inched forward just enough for his erection to brush against mine. “Oh, don’t worry, I can tell what you’re feeling.”
Huffing out a laugh, I reached down and gave one ass cheek a smack. He moaned, pushing against me even harder. “You’re…”
The breathless sound in his voice did wicked things to me and I had to remind myself to go slow as he tried to talk without moaning again. “You’re making me forget my rules.”
I wasn’t so sure that was a bad thing, but I knew he needed them to feel steady.
“Once I’ve seen your pup, then we’re going to need to discuss who gets to make the rules here.” I ghosted my hand over his ass, barely touching the area I’d just spanked. All it took was the idea that I would spank him again for him to moan and a shiver to race through his body.
“You…you seem very confident.” Bishop was definitely conflicted over it, so I turned my head, kissing his cheek as I held him even tighter.
I had a feeling he hadn’t dealt with many guys who appreciated the puppy part of his personality. I could understand that if he lived in an area that didn’t have a big kink community, but I wasn’t most guys.
“When I first started talking to Preston and Eli about investing in the company, Eli made me sit down with him and look at a thousand photos and videos of different kinks. He pulled up everything from furry costumes…outfits…” What was the right word? “I’m sorry, I don’t remember the right word, but everything from those to simple panties and plugs.”