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)
Still wasn’t a question, but I treated it like it was. “That’s right. Friday night we’re going to grill and have drinks and I’m going to have fun with my partner or sub, but Saturday I’m going to start the day with complete control.”
It would be a good way to help him figure out what his favorite parts were without him actually having to think about it…or worse…articulate it.
“You…you like control.” Still focusing on the easy aspects of it, he didn’t sound too surprised at the plan. He even started to relax as he rubbed his cheek against my chest. “And you…you like taking care of me.”
“I really do.” It was so obvious in my voice that he giggled. “So we’re just going to say that I’m going to enjoy the consequences of your actions.”
“You’re so ridiculous.” His tone was resigned with a bit of curiosity, so I waited while he dragged out the moment. “That.”
Nodding toward the binkie, he glared at it like he was personally offended by it. “You might want to use the mittens. I don’t want you to forget that I don’t have to talk.”
Oh, interesting logic.
“That’s a good call.” It’d help remind him not to grumble about me being a dick too. “And you’re right, I like the mittens.”
I even had new ones.
“And did you know that there are even…quiet toys that are strapped on so that the sub can’t take them off. Then there would be no way either of us could forget.” That had my curious nut’s eyes going startlingly wide, but the way his mouth dropped open made it easier for me to bring the clean binkie up to his mouth and pop it in. “I thought we could start with the simple version first.”
My mental debate on that aspect had been interesting, though.
I wanted him to maintain some level of control at first, but he didn’t always do well with it. He was generally happier when I forced him to do what he wanted to do in the first place. It was fucked-up logic in a variety of ways, but as he started sucking on the binkie, it felt like I’d made a good call.
So far.
His sucking seemed slightly frustrated but that might’ve been because he was managing to glare and grumble around the binkie.
It was hot.
Stroking his cheek, I snuggled him lower in my lap so he was back in more of a baby position. Ashton huffed around the binkie but he rested his head on my chest and gave up too quickly. I rewarded his good behavior by stroking his cheek and making a pleased sound. “I love watching you suck on things. I thought your thumb or the quiet toy would be fun but this is almost as good as seeing your lips wrapped around my dick.”
Ashton always felt guilty about yucking on my yum, so he just sighed and shrugged as he sucked faster.
“Oh, that’s…” I wasn’t sure what word would’ve been appropriate, since he was still working on what his headspace looked like, but I knew he heard happy things in my tone because he giggled. So I gave him a big sigh and shrugged, too. “I can’t help it. I love everything about you but some things are just amazing, baby.”
Him giggling around the binkie was one of the sweetest and sexiest things I’d ever heard. And since it was obviously a positive sign, I took the next step in my plan as I stood up, holding him tight. “I’m going to thoroughly enjoy controlling everything tonight, and you don’t want to know how excited I am for the weekend.”
He managed to groan around the binkie and hide his face against me, but our contract said that wasn’t a safeword either.
“I know you’re going to be a good boy and let me have fun, though. You need to remember I’m in control and how much I enjoy that.” Somehow he kept forgetting that, but it was clearly deliberate, so I was going to stop being so fucking subtle.
It was just stupid to try to do that with Ashton.
“But for you, that means you don’t have to talk. You don’t have to make decisions. You don’t have to argue with me because I’m going to win. Period. From now until you wake up in the morning, I make the decisions and you’re helpless.” As I set him down on the bed, I looked down at his lap and nodded as I saw the proof of how much he approved of that plan.
It got another huff as he pulled his legs up and rested his head on his knees, but he kept sucking on the binkie as he glared at me, so I knew we were still good.
Drama and erections meant there was nothing to worry about…yet.
Chapter 9