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)
I kept drinking it every time I was nervous…and having a full bladder was only making my nervousness worse.
It was a vicious cycle.
“Yes. All good here and I want you guys to have fun exploring the club. Usually I’d give you a tour but I think that would just make you more nervous in his case.” Conner knew he was right about that and just smiled when I shrugged.
“But you’re going to have a blast.” Looking honestly excited for us as he straightened and clapped his hands together, Conner glanced toward the door. “Quick recap. Remember the rules we sent you. The privacy screen is in place. There are two parts to the room, keep your clothes and anything that needs to stay dry behind the wall.”
The look on his face said he had people forget that part on a regular basis, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to know what they did in those situations. Thankfully, he kept going and didn’t scare me with the details. “There will already be towels there. Have fun. Explore. Don’t judge. Have great orgasms. When you’re done, clean yourselves up and then come get something to drink. The bartenders can make a lot of fun drinks or they can fill up a bottle. Either way, hydrate and relax.”
He was really bossy for a sub…it was distracting enough that I forgot to be nervous.
“Thank you for going over the information again, and yes, we’ve read the rules.” Micha ran a hand over my head, teasing the hair at the base of my neck before giving my back a pat and putting my water away again. “We’re sorry there was any issue with our application.”
My application.
He was sorry I’d been naughty.
Well, still not my fault.
“It’s no problem.” Rocking back and forth on his toes, Conner grinned. “I had fun with the answers.”
Micha groaned and glared at me. “I don’t want to know what you wrote.”
I’d been honest.
“Yes, Sir.” Giving his cheek a kiss that time, I hopped up before he could change his mind. “Ready?”
Micha managed not to roll his eyes but it looked painful holding it back. “Yes.”
Drama queen.
Conner snickered, looking like he was ready to bounce and play too. “Wonderful. You’re going to have so much fun. It’s been ages since I got to pee on anyone.”
Before my brain could catch up to what he’d said, he was gone and I was left blinking in the strange lawyer-looking office with Micha. “He’s kind of weird but I like him.”
That set off Front Desk guy again, but Micha sighed. “That scares me.”
“If you’re too grumpy, I’m going to refuse to pee on you.” Taking his hand, I tugged him until he stood up. “Be a good boy.”
The front desk guy was never going to be able to catch his breath.
Micha on the other hand glared at me. “Really? That’s what you’re going with?”
“Still not being a good boy.” Shaking my head, I sighed as I led him out of the tiny fake office. “It’s not going to get you what you want.”
Since that was nearly word for word what he’d said to me last week when he was lecturing me about pitching a fit to get to play with my zoo faster, I knew it was spot-on. Micha was doing his best to give me his you’ve got to be kidding look but he wanted to laugh. “You are a handful. You know that, right?”
“I know you love me and I love you.” That was all I was going to admit. It was the pleading the Fifth of the relationship world.
Chapter 20
Micha
“It’s weird. I mean. It looks normal and that’s weird. There are even soap dispensers like a hotel.” Ashton was just standing in the expensive-looking bathroom and seemed frozen in place. He’d walked in just fine and had even watched me put some of our stuff on the dry side, but then his brain had started overloading. “I don’t know what I was expecting but normal wasn’t it.”
There didn’t seem to be a reasonable response to the interesting peek into his mind, so I ignored it. “I’m going to find a way to punish you for that stunt by the front desk.”
His giggle as he turned around to face me said he wasn’t too worried about that. “The front desk guy thought we were funny.”
“You. He thought you were funny.” And so did the owner. “And ridiculous and naughty.”
But since those seemed to be the qualities in Ashton that Conner liked best, I wasn’t too worried any longer.
Doing his best to look innocent as he aimed wide eyes up at me, Ashton frowned. “Me? No. I was polite and obeyed instructions, and I didn’t even complain about being lapped.”
He’d needed the reminder to behave and someone to hide against just in case he’d gotten too stressed. It was also the only position he’d actually talk in, and I was pretty sure they wouldn’t have let us in without some form of meaningful communication from Ashton.