“I get to stay, right?” Oh. Hadn’t meant to ask that one. “This was just the first part?”
“That’s correct.” He kissed my nose that time and the arm that was wrapped around the front of me shifted and came up to start petting my chest. “And a courier showed up right before I left for dinner earlier with a box of goodies from Leashes & Lace. I’m pretty sure it was from Emerson but the man told me it wasfrom the ‘crazy screaming man’ but not to worry because he had all his clothes on this time.”
Giggling, I collapsed into Master. “Emerson told Eli to send me pretty clothes. Eli is very…boisterous and he’s usually kind of naked. But it’s for work so that’s okay.”
I didn’t know why everyone was surprised at seeing half-naked men wandering around a lingerie and kink business.
Master’s chest jerked but he tried to look serious and raised one eyebrow. “Who decides where you get naked, pretty boy?”
“You.” Because he was my Master and Owner. “I will make sure to call and ask if I can get naked somewhere.”
Master rolled his eyes but nodded once they were focused on me again. “Good boy.”
I was a good boy who got another kiss.
But at some point, I was going to have to ask how we went from cute kisses to more of the dirty kind. I was going to like both, but I was going to need more research to figure out which one would be my favorite. That meant hands-on research since it looked like the online stuff was in the past.
I had a Master.
“I’m going to be a very good boy for you, Master.” Okay, maybe the cute kisses were nice and just fit sometimes because I had to give him one that time. “I’m going to remember the rules and let you know when I’ve been very good so you can reward me.”
Master tried to keep his smile looking wicked, but I could see he wanted to give me big happy laughs too. “I have a feelingyou’re going to be very good at making sure I know when you get a reward, so I’ll make sure to have a list to pick from.”
Yay.
Hmm.
Looking down at myself, I did a little wiggle on his lap. “Getting dressed up and getting kisses would be a reward for both of us. I didn’t realize I’d like this so much.”
Master ran his finger along the lace edge at the top of the nightgown, barely skimming the top of my pecs and sending a shiver through me. “Were you just curious about the models and the lingerie or did you want to explore the modeling?”
Oh.
What was the right answer?
“Um, I’m not a stalker.”
Yes. That had to be a good place to start.
Chapter 8
Leonardo
Somehow, he thought that was a reasonable response to the question.
It wasn’t.
“I think we’re going to need to iron out the definition of stalking before we have that discussion.” Because we were obviously using different ones. “But don’t worry, I’ll make enough rules for you that we won’t have to worry about the police becoming an issue.”
At the very least his tracker would let me know when I needed to be concerned.
“Now, let’s go back to my actual question. Are you just curious about modeling and the men there because they’re beautiful and fascinating, or do you actually want to model the lingerie?” The way he was blinking at me said more than he thought it did. “You have three choices here. Answer immediately and get four spanks. Try to keep lying to me and you have to go stand in the corner before you answer and get your spanks. Safeword.”
His sigh and the way he slumped over said he wasn’t going to pick option three.
Poking the center of his back had him sitting straighter, though. “Pretty boys don’t slouch when they pout.”
His mind skipped right to that part as he looked down at himself again. “That’s right. Emerson wouldn’t slouch and neither would Eli.”
