Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Maybe I had done a good job?
At least a little bit?
“I didn’t suck my thumb either. Oh, and I came here instead of hiding at home in my fort.” I had a nice fort and lots of bad dates, so I should probably give myself a good job just for showing up.
Master Ansel hugged me tight before leaning back against the seat and snuggling me close. “There is lots for me to be proud of you over, but what is this I hear about a fort?”
Giggling, I curled into him and took a deep breath, loving his scent and the way he didn’t seem to mind just holding me. “It’s a big fort. Austin helped me. He’s smart and he even let me tell him no, that he couldn’t hire a construction crew to do it.”
He was helpful in very big ways sometimes and had to be told he could only do little helps.
Master Ansel chuckled, making me bob up and down as his chest jerked. “I can see him bringing in a whole crew just to give you the perfect room.”
“He tried but I said no.” It’d been hard. Hmm, maybe I was brave? “But we found a plan for one online that was easy and I let him help me. It’s got bookshelves around the bottom and my fun bed is on top and you crawl in through a little door. I’ve got pillows and blankets and stuffed animals and snacks. Austin even made it pretty with curtain kind of things on the walls.”
He’d even given me extra stuff I’d put in a closet that I could use to redecorate whenever I wanted to. I even had extra rugs. Austin liked changing up everything constantly but I did it just enough to show him that I was following the make-it-pretty rules.
“I can see why leaving that would be difficult. Maybe when you’re ready, you can show me that sometime?” Master Ansel didn’t sound like he was kidding, but it made me want to wiggle again anyway.
“I…I haven’t shown anyone but Austin.” I wasn’t sure that was a good answer but it was what had come out. “Are…are you sure?”
Not much better but at least it’d been a question.
And words.
I just had to remember that Master Ansel said he was proud of me for using my words. He would be proud even if I only used a few.
“Yes, I’m sure.” Master Ansel gave me another good hug and even kissed my head, making me blush again. “I had fun coloring with you yesterday and I need more pictures for my fridge. I think coloring in your fort so I could have more pictures would be a good way to hang out.”
“I…I like coloring.” And he seemed very good at cuddling without getting handsy or bored. “I watch cartoons in there sometimes too. Austin said I need lots of safe spaces and that would be a good one. He was right.”
“Shh, don’t tell him that.” Master Ansel was looking around like he was afraid Austin would just pop up like a scary movie villain. “His head will just keep getting bigger.”
Trying not to laugh, I shrugged. “You’re probably right but I’m sure Master Silas will pop it if it gets too big.”
That made Master Ansel’s chest jerk back and forth as he tried to hide his laughter too. When he stopped, I got another hug and he tried to sound very normal. “Yes, I think Silas is very good at popping Austin.”
Now it was my turn to giggle.
Master Ansel was funny and he was patient and he didn’t mind that I had naughty fantasies. And he didn’t seem to mind that I wasn’t the most adultiest grown-up at the moment. Or that I was kind of shy.
Maybe our first date grown-up date would go good enough that we could do a little date too?
Maybe it’d go good enough that I could get a kiss?
Maybe it’d go good enough that he’d tell me more fantasies where he’d spank me?
Please. Please. Please let the date keep going kisses and spankings good.
Chapter 5
Ansel
Well, he was talking. I knew he had a fort. I knew he had a dirty imagination, and I knew he was somehow good friends with the drama queen.
It was a start?
“But I’m not going to imagine Silas popping anything, so don’t put that in my head.” I pretended to shiver, earning another laugh from the half-little, half-sub cutie on my lap. “That’s disturbing.”
More silly excitement had him wiggling on my lap again, keeping my dick hard and curious about what we were going to be getting up to. The problem there was that I had no idea what the rest of our date would look like.
Charlie gave every indication he was comfortable with me and felt safe—he’d even hidden against me when he was nervous—but he was still a mix of naughty and shy that I couldn’t quite figure out.