Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Conner’s smile was wicked and excited, but he focused on the cup for the moment. “Oh yes, it’s very good. How about you ask your Master for permission to have a tiny sip? Just a little sip from my cup, Finley.”
Oh, that was…
We were still talking about the drink, right?
Finley either didn’t notice the subtext or just didn’t care and turned to give me wide eyes. “Can I have a sip, Master? Just a little taste?”
Ben’s eyes were twinkling with barely suppressed laughter and he was no help at all, so I just nodded. “A tiny little kitten lick, pet, and only when I’m around.”
Ha.
Beat the troublemaker at his own game.
Conner squirmed, radiating naughty excitement as Ben finally chuckled, but Finley just gave them both an almost naïve-looking smile and leaned forward, opening his mouth for Conner.
It was so sweet and so well done I knew he hadn’t thought about how erotic he looked, but as Conner stood up, moving with an almost cat-like grace, his hard-on said he was thoroughly enjoying Finley’s innocent expression.
They were both so wicked in such different ways it was amazing. Finley was all guileless sweetness and Conner was sex personified…and together they had every eye in the room on them and every man holding his breath as Conner picked up the cup and sauntered around the table on the mile-high heels he loved.
As he bent over, arching his ass out toward his Master, the room sucked in a breath and watched as he held the straw up to Finley’s lips. “Just a little taste. Your Master is being so good to you tonight.”
I almost laughed as several heads bobbed, awestruck subs watching with rapt attention. But Finley’s sexy moan as the sweet drink hit his tongue had all humor fading around us as desire took its place.
The pure pleasure he got from the innocent act had several people trying to discreetly adjust erections, but it was the way he took the kitten lick comment to heart and flicked his tongue over the straw as Conner pulled it back slowly that had moans escaping around the room.
“That was delicious.” Finley gave him a wide smile as Conner winked at him. “Thank you for sharing, Conner.”
The sexy man loved Finley’s innocent response, wiggling seductively as he smiled. “Oh, anytime, cutie.”
As Conner straightened, Finley turned and aimed his sweetness at me, kissing my cheek. “And thank you for letting me share, Master.”
God, he was sexy without even trying.
“You’re welcome, pet.” Kissing his nose to see him scrunch up his face again, I chuckled. “But what is the rule?”
Sitting straighter, he looked utterly delightful as he recited the rule. “Just tiny kitten lick tastes and only when you’re around, Master.”
“That’s right, pet.” Brushing my lips against his, I smiled as he let out a soft, pleased sound. Tugging on the leash just enough to have his cock bobbing again as he sighed, I kissed his nose again. “I want to make sure I’m here to watch over my sweet slut.”
That got romantic sighs from Finley and Conner, and it had Finley curling into me and aiming his sweet excitement back at Conner. “Master is so good to me. Did you see the leash he picked out for me?”
I’d picked it out?
Well, since I paid for it, I guess in the most Finley sense of the idea I’d picked it out for him.
Conner took the opening and nodded as his hungry expression peeked out again. “Oh yes, I want to see.”
Turning and handing off his drink to Ben, Conner bent over and gave his ass a little wiggle that had Finley doing a matching squirm on my lap. As Conner flirted with his Master, Finley leaned close to my ear and whispered. “Master…does he…is he…”
With his eyes glued to Conner’s temptingly displayed ass in shorts even tinier than Finley’s, his voice trailed off. Trying not to smile and probably failing, I whispered back and stroked over my naughty boy’s bare chest. “Yes, pet, he’s wearing a plug. Knowing he was going to dance for you tonight, he was very naughty.”
Finley sighed and nodded. “He’s so sweet. He wanted us both to have fun.”
Well, that was one way to look at it.
“He did.” Stroking along Finley’s chest as he watched Conner wiggle his ass one more time before he turned back to give us a naughty smirk, I pinched one nipple and gave Finley’s leash a tug. As my boy moaned, he licked his lips and didn’t take his eyes off his sexy reward. “And he wanted to look very naughty for you, pet.”
There was a wicked gleam in Conner’s eyes that said I was right, but he didn’t draw attention to the plug as he stalked over to us again, swaying his hips. “You have a very pretty leash, Finley.”