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)
Yay.
Three cheers for getting fucked.
Chapter 16
Micha
It was moments like this that made me realize we had the strangest contract…but it worked for us and my nut’s idiosyncrasies.
“I got clean when I came home too.” His dirty snickers connected the dots on what that really meant and explained why he’d taken so long in there. “Planning means you can fuck me.”
Trying not to laugh, I nodded and worked on sounding firm and Dommy, as he called it sometimes. “That’s right. You were a very good boy.”
At least about some things, the not-having lunch part we were going to discuss later.
His shiver and the way his eyes nearly rolled back in his head said the voice was already getting a reaction from him. “I like being your good boy.”
That was beyond obvious, but it seemed to jar a few more random thoughts loose, because as he started rocking and grinding against me, he began rambling. “I liked the good boy parts last night too. That’s another one. That means you’ll pinch my nipples or my dick or something. Yeah. I’m so smart.”
And so drunk.
I’d hoped for relaxed and rambling and had gotten confused, horny, and rambling. But it was a start in the right direction.
“You’re right. I think that’s a good trade.” And an interesting one. “What can you tell me that will get pinches everywhere? I won’t be stingy if you give me a good trade.”
Drunk Ashton took that challenge seriously, but if I was being honest, sober Ashton would’ve too.
“Oh…” Rocking faster, Ashton gave another low moan as he shivered. “You…you need to kiss me. That will help me think.”
That logic was questionable but I liked it anyway.
And he liked my teeth and tongue on his neck, so it worked out for us both.
“That’s…fuck…” His muscles tensed as I nibbled on his ear and licking around it got another needy, sexy sound from him. “Trade. I…I remember the trade.”
Because he was a greedy slut when he was drunk.
“I liked coloring…I didn’t think I would…but I did…” Ashton knew that was good enough to get more of his favorite kisses because he smiled and tilted his head to offer up his neck again. “I’m so fucking smart.”
And just as adorable now as he’d been before.
“You are.” Giving his ear a sharp tug with my teeth, I chuckled as he moaned and started humping my chest again. “You’re also sexy and sweet and a good boy for making sure I knew you liked coloring.”
It was definitely a step in the right direction and got a kiss right under his ear. “What else can you tell me?”
Wanting to give him an incentive, I pinched the seat of his ass through his pants. It gave him a taste of what was to come without actually hurting him, but it also loosened his tongue and got another sexy sound from him.
“You’re…that’s…” He was probably trying to tell me that I’d cheated, but he couldn’t actually get the words out. “I liked my bottles and tickles.”
Had he thought I wasn’t sure about that or had it been the first thing that’d come to mind?
As I wondered about that, he whined and pushed harder against me. “And…I like my quiet toy. It makes my head quieter too. Magic.”
No, little space.
“Special magic for a special boy.” And teeth magic for a naughty one, so I kissed and licked and bit at the column of his neck, pushing him closer and closer to the edge. “A very good boy who gave good trades.”
He was also a slightly desperate boy, so I wrapped my arms around him and stood up. “Hold me tight, slut. If you fall, I won’t fuck you.”
Clinging to me like a monkey, he shivered and pressed his face against my neck. “I need you…and…you need me. It’s…your…you need me.”
That was probably about the using his ass plan that’d gotten slightly derailed, so I nodded. “I do. I need that tight little ass of yours and I need your lips and I need to feel you under me.”
His body clenched around me, but he huffed and whined. “That’s cheating. Don’t make me come while I’m supposed to be good.”
“Sexy little slut. It’s not my fault you’re a naughty boy.” Pausing as I got to the stairs, I pinched his ass again and nibbled on his ear. It got the best reaction from him and my monkey humped against me as he whined. “I’m the Dom, so I can’t cheat. Behave.”
As he grumbled about me cheating and trying to make him be naughty, I behaved myself and climbed the stairs without distracting either of us. Once we were safe on the landing I pinched him again, though. “What did I say about cheating?”
A moan was not the answer I’d been looking for, but I’d take it.
“Be good or I’ll use your ass without letting you come.” Ashton went still before whining, but I didn’t get any words from him.