“That’s right.” Making a pleased sound as he sat down, I didn’t hide anything I was thinking as he settled into the booster, looking wide-eyed and confused. “I’m so proud of my good boy.”
That had him looking down at himself before shifting his gaze back to me. “This…this isn’t a limit. It’s just confusing.”
“It’s new and I’m glad you’re thinking about your limits.” Kissing his cheek as another small reward, I brought the seat belt over his chest and fitted it over his lap. I wasn’t subtle aboutstroking my hand over his erection because he needed obvious. “My sexy boy. You just have to remember that I like making decisions and watching you explore new things is sexy as fuck.”
Some of his stress eased out of him but his cock stayed rock hard. “I…I like rewards. I’m going to be a good boy.”
“That’s right. You’ve been very good at dinner and now you’re going to have new ways of being good.” Continuing to pet him, I ran my hands lightly over his chest and down to his hard cock, giving it a squeeze that had his eyes rolling back in his head. “We’re going to cuddle and I’m going to show you around the playroom. And every time you try something new, I’m going to find new ways to reward you.”
As his gaze came back to me, he latched on to the part I thought he’d like best. “More than one?”
“Yes, boy.” Barely jerking him off through his clothes, I kissed his cheek again. “Rewards like special kisses for my pretty doll…getting to touch and kiss me…I can find a lot of fun ways to reward you before you get to come.”
“I…” Swallowing hard, my boy worked to get his thought out. “Emerson said to tell you that I have a quick…there’s a word…that I can come more than once close together.”
Oh.
That man knew too much about my boy.
“Good boy.” Another kiss and shifting my hold to give just the head of his cock attention got a shiver from him and had his gaze going soft. “That’s important for me to know. We’ll have to play a game sometime where I see how many times in a row I can make my pretty doll come.”
That got another full-body reaction from my boy and a sexy-as-fuck moan as he tried to rock into my touch.
“Is that how you want to come later, pretty boy?” Pushing just a bit of teasing and flirt into my tone had him nearly melting. “Do you want to play a humping game?”
Oh, he liked that.
His body lit up and his eyes got wide. “I…I like games, Owner.”
Yes, he was adorable when he said that, so I used the sweeter tone again and kissed his cheek. “That’s going to be fun. I can’t wait to see you having humping time.”
He was fucking perfect.
“Let’s go home and play.” Cheerful and assumptive had him nodding and nearly bouncing in his seat, so I kept it up as I patted his chest and pulled on the seat belt. “You make me so hard when you’re this cute, baby.”
Hearing what I was feeling and what I liked seemed to have a good impact on him no matter what we were doing, so I let him see how hot I thought he was and gave him another peck. “Such a sexy boy.”
He was in a good headspace as I closed the door and headed around to the driver’s seat, but I was glad I didn’t live far from the restaurant. I’d never imagined how distracting it was to be so fucking hard as I drove, but having him in his booster seat was one of the sexiest things I’d ever seen.
“My good boy is very distracting.” He giggled as he wiggled in his seat just enough for me to hear it. “I didn’t realize how much I was going to like having you sitting in your special chair.”
With some of his fears eased, he giggled again and started poking at his chair. “Is it just mine? Did another doll sit here too?”
Nothing sounded like jealousy in his voice but the tone was cheerful and cutesier than it’d been in the restaurant. “Just yours, pretty boy. I picked it out a while ago because I thought it was amazing, but the company who made it was only doing a limited run. So I just hoped I’d find my special boy who’d love it too.”
“Owners keep dolls and subs safe.” He seemed to like that and being strapped in based on how he was wiggling. “Safe is nice.”
So being restrained was a good thing?
“Keeping you safe is going to make me happy too.” His naughty snicker said he knew what happy meant in that context. “There are lots of ways we can play safe games.”
I could hear him wiggling in the back seat, and saw him shifting side to side in the rearview mirror as we stopped at a light. Once he realized he had my attention again, he smiled at me. “What kind of safe games?”
“Well, I can keep you safe by restraining you sometimes when I’m changing my pretty doll’s clothes or I can keep you safe by wrapping you up tight so you can’t wiggle too much and hurt yourself when you’re sitting on my lap.” The cuter way of talking about scenes and kink was my preference and I was glad to see it made him smile even wider. “I should probably keep you safe when you’re on my bed too.”
I shrugged as the line of cars started moving and something about it made him laugh again. He didn’t seem little but he was definitely having fun. “I think I’m going to like being safe.”
We were both going to like it.
