Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 68424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
And I was glad that I had a sweet pup who sent very pointed reminders.
Ian sucked in a slightly ragged breath, pressing his erection against me but not actually trying to get off. “How dirty, Sir?”
Oh, such a naughty cutie in such a sweet body.
I was starting to see why he was such good friends with Emerson.
“Very dirty, sweet boy.” Kissing his head, I stroked down his back to palm his sexy ass. As I squeezed his cheeks, I pulled him against me and gave him a taste of the pleasure that would be coming his way later.
His moan said he was more than ready for it, but we both knew he needed his spanking first. He really did need the reminder that I wasn’t just Uncle Cohen and that I wanted to take care of sub Ian and not just little Ian, but he also needed the release.
“I’ll make sure you’re all clean later.” I wasn’t thinking anything specifically dirty, just the gym grime in general, but Ian wouldn’t have been able to say the same thing based on the shiver that went through him.
“Thank you, Sir.” The sweet tone had to be in complete opposition to what he was thinking, but I didn’t call him out on it. Mostly because I was fairly certain admitting his dirty thoughts would make him come.
Stroking over his ass, I gave it a tight squeeze. “You’re welcome.”
As he moaned and pressed his face into my neck, I smiled and slipped his shorts down so they were barely caught on his ass. Stroking over his briefs, I smiled as he whined and his muscles clenched. “I’m going to talk to your Daddy about getting you some jocks to wear at the gym. I think we need a few more rules for our sweet boy.”
The whimper that escaped went right to my dick and I couldn’t resist squeezing him again. “I think we might be able to find something sexy and pretty to go under these too. It would be a shame to get an employee discount and not use it.”
He went completely still before melting into me again. “Really, Sir?”
Ian kept saying he couldn’t see himself modeling, but I was starting to realize he’d never said he wouldn’t wear the clothes. I had a feeling our boy needed a push, so I was going to make sure we gave him one.
“Yes, cutie.” Inching the briefs down in the back, I bared his ass and trailed my fingers over the soft cheek. “I think having this sexy ass framed by something pretty and silky would be a very nice way to work out.”
I was definitely going to have to get some gym equipment at home.
Hmm, I wondered if the fantasy of Ian working out in nothing but a feminine jock would push Bishop to see why moving in would be such a good idea?
Planning was definitely in order, but for the time being, I focused on giving my boy a firm swat. He moaned as a wave of pleasure seemed to roll through him. As the sensation had his body undulating against me, he pushed his ass out to beg for more.
“Yes, I’m going to have to do some shopping for you so we’re ready to give your Daddy a private fashion show when he gets back.” It would just be the three of us, but knowing Ian, it would be sweet and dirty and incredibly erotic.
He shivered and sucked in a breath, pushing his hard dick into me. “Just for you and Daddy, right?”
There was something in his voice that had me softly caressing his ass and nodding. “Yes, cutie. This time.”
I had a feeling Emerson and Kenton could both be talked into a private one if Kenton’s Dom and Emerson’s whatever were in agreement.
Ian sucked in a breath like he was shocked, but his telltale shiver told a different story.
I wasn’t sure what he would say if he managed to get any words out at all, so I just patted his ass and kept a smile in my voice. “But we don’t have to worry about that until later. You have more important things to think about now.”
He whimpered, nodding against my chest. “My spanking, Sir.”
“And not coming.” I reached between us and gave his cock a firm tug that was like sending lightning through him. “It seems like that might be a bit difficult.”
And definitely hard.
His gasp was quickly swallowed up by the moan that escaped as I gave his erection another stroke, softer this time just to make sure he didn’t come. “I…I haven’t forgotten, Sir.”
So polite…and a full sentence.
I had a boy who was desperately trying to make sure he was good.
“I’m so proud of you.” Kissing his cheek sweetly, I moved my hand back to his ass and gave it another squeeze. “But let’s see if you can be good while you’re getting your spanking.”