“Can the men at Leashes & Lace do that?” Master groaned. “Of course they can.”
That image was going to be stuck in his head forever and I couldn’t wait to tell Emerson. “No, Master. They tried and only one could do it. Eli was very disappointed that more people weren’t able to do it.”
He cocked his head and frowned. “I don’t even know what to say about that.”
“I do. I need to practice stretching more.” It shouldn’t be that hard but Master looked skeptical. “I’ll keep trying.”
“I think I’m going to enjoy watching you practice.” Master’s gaze slowly worked its way down my body. “I think you’re going to need a new outfit.”
Shopping had to be Master’s favorite word.
“Thank you.” Another cheek kiss made me look cute but a wiggle on his lap reminded him that he liked my butt too. “Does this outfit say kissing Master would be fun or should you change my clothes?”
He’d like doing that either way, so I wasn’t worried when he frowned and sighed. “That’s a good question.”
He really liked playing dress-up.
“Let’s see if this one works.” Master was still looking very serious as he picked me up and stood me beside the bed.
“I never thought to put very strong on my list of qualities I was looking for in a partner, but I think that should’ve been in the top five at least.” I shrugged as Master smirked. “It’s practical and sexy.”
“What was on the top of your list?” Master didn’t mention the part about his size being sexy, but he flexed a bit as he climbed off the bed.
“Patient and not easily frustrated were top on the list.” It seemed like a good idea. “Those are not the same traits even if the internet seemed confused about that.”
Master nodded slowly. “With the people you’ve probably met, I can see that being important. But in this case, I’ve already got those qualities and I’m strong enough to carry my pretty doll around.”
“All reasons why I’m going to keep you.” It was an easy decision, so I wasn’t sure why everyone online said finding my perfect person would be impossible.
Sure, dating had been a bit awkward but finding friends was proving to be a lot harder. “You’ve even got good taste in making me look cute and your house is big enough that no matter how much time I spend over here you won’t feel crowded.”
“I like smart men.” Master leaned over and kissed my head. “Especially when they come in such sexy packages.”
“I like smart men when they come in sexy packages too.” Ha. I made him smile. “Especially when they come in such strong packages.”
It really was nice and made me feel much more like a doll, so I whirled around like a dancing doll. “Am I kissing pretty?”
Did this outfit say kiss Master’s cock or not?
Hmm…should a cute sub in a pretty outfit say penis?
Several guys I’d met online said there were times that word was much better than cock or any of the usual ones.
“You are very kissing pretty.” Master’s voice sent a shiver through me, but he was still trying to look confused and innocent. “Kiss.”
Ugh.
I got a head kiss.
Hmm.
“Oh, you’re so cute, Master.” Yes. I was smart. “I need to give you a head kiss too.”
Frowning, I knew I looked very cute as I tapped my cheek. “You have to sit down, Master. Then I can reach.”
Ha.
He knew I was up to something, so I was going to have to practice looking innocent. Master sat down on the end of the bed, though. So he was suspicious but very curious. That was better than just being suspicious. “I think this works.”
