Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 72944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Micha nodded and was still looking like I was his completely rational partner as he opened the squishy chocolate chip cookies and handed me one. “Okay. You don’t have to go into the kitchen and you don’t have to talk.”
He’d agreed to that entirely too easily.
I’d done something stupid.
What had I done?
I still hadn’t figured it out even after I’d eaten two cookies, so I glared at him as I grabbed a third.
“You can’t cheat.” Well, he probably could since he was smart and the Dom, but I had to make it hard so he couldn’t cheat too easily. “I read my contract.”
We really should’ve put more details into it but I wasn’t going to point that out. I was pretty sure that wouldn’t end up working in my favor.
“I’m glad.” He kissed my head that time and snuggled me against his chest as he bribed me with another cookie. “I like it when you read about our relationship.”
Instead of a dirty book?
No, I wasn’t going to get sidetracked on that either.
“So you can’t cheat. I just want to make sure you realize that.” Yep, that was all I was thinking about. “And it didn’t say I had to talk about stuff.”
Strategic error but that was okay.
“I’m fine with you not talking about anything you don’t want to talk about.” He was far too agreeable, so I knew I had to worry about what else my innocent-looking Dom was going to say. “As long as you don’t safeword and I stick within your limits, I don’t actually need you to talk. That is in our contract too.”
Shit.
Fine print got me every time.
“That…I…” Shoot. “But I don’t have to talk.”
It didn’t say I had to.
“That’s right.” Micha was still wearing his easygoing smile as he ran his hand over my head. “I’m going to take good care of you in our scene and we’re going to have fun, but you don’t have to say anything you don’t want to.”
Oh dear.
“I…” I didn’t have to talk if I didn’t want to. “Um. Well, you do what you have to.”
Yep.
Micha nodded. “Because I’m your Dom and some things are up to me.”
Unfortunately.
“Some things are up to me. Like…like buying the groceries because you never come home with snacks.” He just stuck to the list and it was painful. If I wanted snacks and cookies, I had to remember to put them on the list and tattle on myself. That sucked. “You don’t think about dessert either, even when the cookies and ice cream go on sale on those buy one get one free deals.”
Those were the best.
Technically we didn’t have to buy two, but we had to, and everybody but him knew it.
“That’s right. And you make sure we’re doing date nights because those are important.” Micha tapped my nose like I was cute or something and it made me want to squirm. “You’re very good at thinking about us.”
I hated it when he was being sweet…it made it really hard for me to be irrational.
“But some things are up to me.” Micha gave a casual what can I do shrug. “And this is one of those times.”
Shoot.
He’d remembered that part.
“But you’ve had time to think and to safeword, so I’m not worried.” No, he was very confident because he kissed my cheek again and stood up…not even caring that he’d made me hard with that one move.
He’d just picked me up without even acknowledging how sexy it was that he could move me around like that.
Nothing.
When he had my legs wrapped around his waist and an arm under my ass, he kissed my head and snuggled me close again. “I’ve got a plan and a sweet boy to play with who doesn’t have to talk at all.”
Because in the scene he had planned out, I wasn’t grown-up enough to use words.
Fine print was terrible.
Sighing was all I could do since I couldn’t talk or safeword. Well, I could safeword but he’d stop and I’d definitely have to talk at that point. He’d worry and I’d have to explain I’d panicked and then it’d get even worse because he’d make me tell him in words that I wanted to keep going.
Not that I wanted to keep going.
But it was out of my control now…there was the whole no talking thing and all.
Micha chuckled, his big chest making it a rumbly sound that always made him feel like he was some kind of vibrating teddy bear. “It’s going to be fun and you’re going to be so cute when you laugh.”
Shoot.
Now I was blushing.
“Oh.” Micha liked it when he got that reaction, so it got me kisses and happy sounds as he patted my butt. “So cute.”
I didn’t mind being cute until I heard the sound of the package. Somehow just remembering what he’d bought made that word sound different. I was cute. I was practically a twink even though I was almost ancient at nearly thirty for my second year in a row, and I liked being cute.