Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 76603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
How thorough are you going to be when we work out the details? I want to make sure I’m your good boy.
Was he hinting for a spanking or something else?
I can’t go too easy on you or you’ll think this kind of behavior is acceptable. I have to make sure you know how important I am too.
It was a bit dickish, but he didn’t seem to mind.
You’re very important, Daddy. Don’t worry. I know that and I know you’ll help me remember my place.
Oh, someone was feeling naughty.
Yes, I think that’s a good idea. I’m starting to think I went too easy on you last night.
For as interesting as his little side was and how needy his sub side was, I had a feeling that was not an exaggeration. Dessie had made it clear it’d been a while since he’d found a Dom or Daddy who would play with him like he needed, so I didn’t think it was too much of a stretch to imagine that it’d been a while since he’d been spanked.
But that was something I could handle.
The idea of bending him over my lap and making his ass nice and pretty didn’t give me any problems at all.
You’re making me hard at work, Daddy. That’s not fair.
Laughing might’ve made me an asshole but I did it anyway.
I think that’s fair since you made me hard.
He was also getting other reactions from me, but I was going to ignore those for the time being. Texting about them just wasn’t something I would do and giving them more attention before I could take care of the matter would only make it worse.
Oh Daddy.
The drama in his words made me chuckle.
I’m looking forward to seeing you tonight, baby boy.
Teasing him was fun but his reaction made it all even better.
I have to stay big, Daddy. Don’t be cute.
I wasn’t going to promise that, especially since I wasn’t cute, but I could leave him alone for the time being.
I’ll think about that while I’m planning our evening. Text me after you get done with work.
Yes, I had a few things to take care of and then some planning to do.
Yes, Daddy.
It was too easy to imagine his sweet, wicked grin being aimed in my direction as he gave his wonderfully polite answer, but I didn’t tease him back about it. Distracting him too much at work would not make me a good Daddy or a good date.
But it was tempting, so I put my phone down and hit the intercom button on my phone.
“Yes, sir?” Paige was the consummate professional and I’d never been able to get her to call me anything else in the five years she’d been working for me.
“I’m going to be on a call for a few minutes and can’t be disturbed. I’ll let you know when I’m free.” Giving her the impression I would be using my cell, I handled a few quick questions before disconnecting the call and getting up to lock the door.
If she or anyone else thought I needed privacy to talk to a source, well, that wasn’t my fault. But it did give me the privacy I needed as I went over to the wet bar. Sliding a panel out behind the sink, I quickly accessed the safe that was perfectly hidden and pulled out the pump I kept stored there.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t always get away with not pumping during the day. I’d been able to stretch the sessions further and further apart, but it seemed like just a flirty text with Dessie got a reaction from me.
Just a year ago, I’d have been cursing and angry as I took off my shirt to strap on the cups. The wasted time and reminder that I wasn’t like other alphas would’ve been the only thing on my mind, but as I handled the situation, the primary emotion I could identify was a lingering frustration that Dessie wasn’t there with me.
Thinking about his smile and the way his lips had wrapped around me so easily like it was perfectly natural for him had my chest feeling even tighter. The sensation had a stubborn part of me pointing out how different I was, but it didn’t have the same sting any longer.
“Dessie was excited about my differences.” Yes, he’d been aroused and just excited in general. “Dessie likes that I’m not like other alphas.”
Keeping up the ridiculous reminders, I turned on the nearly silent pump and closed my eyes. “He liked curling up on my lap. He’d wanted dessert.”
That memory made me laugh and probably always would.
He definitely thought sweets were better than salty treats and hadn’t been afraid to point that out. But he’d also thoroughly enjoyed playing with my dick, so I wasn’t worried about pushing him to do something he hadn’t wanted to.