“You did two out of three—that deserves a reward.”
As if I’d said the magic word—with no idea what it might actually be—she gently took the treat from my hand.
Zahir laughed. A sound that went straight to my heart. “She’s a manipulative one.”
The dog appeared to give him ayeah and what do you think you can do about itlook.
I joined in Zahir’s amusement. “She’s got our numbers.”
“You bet. Head downstairs. I’ll put the lasagna in the oven and join you shortly.”
He didn’t have to tell me twice. I grabbed two glasses of ice water and hotfooted it downstairs. After putting the water on a side table—well away from the play area—I headed for the toy chest and dug in.
Ears, paws, ball, rope— I stopped when I spotted a wooden box. I glanced around to verify I was alone before slowly opening it. My breath caught. A butt plug with a tail attached.Oh yeah. That would be amazing.
“See something you like?”
I pressed my hand to my chest. Heat raced to my cheeks, and I didn’t turn around. “Sorry I was snooping.”
“It’s not snooping if I gave you permission.” Zahir crouched beside me. “Talk to me, Solo.”
Him slipping into Daddy and letting me slide into pup helped. I was a verbal pup. Others close to only use doggie noises. I cleared my throat. Then I pointed to the box.
“Ah.”
Finally, I found the courage to face him.
His smile was a little wistful. “That was Marty’s favorite.” He chuckled. “He really loved prostate play. So when I’d twist the plug…” He let the thought trail off and, again, heat flamed my cheeks. He cocked his head. “Have you done anything like this? You don’t have to answer, of course, but—”
I bit my lower lip. “Not really.”
“Ah. Well, no embarrassment here, okay? If this is something you want to try, you just let me know. You can experiment yourself, or I can show you how.”
“You.” I nodded firmly. “You.”
His eyes widened. “That means being naked.” He leaned closer. “Being vulnerable.”
That means him touching me intimately. That would be…amazing.“That’s okay.” I held his gaze. “I trust you. I know you won’t hurt me.” In a burst of strength and fortitude I didn’t know I have within me, I launched myself at him.
He caught me, but we both tumbled over. He lay flat on his back while I lay sprawled over him.
“I’m so sorry.”
His laughter was nothing short of joyous. “Your enthusiasm is appreciated.” He caressed my cheek as he did so often.
I shifted and froze.
He winced. “Sorry. I, uh…” This time, his cheeks pinkened—visible even under his tanned skin. He cleared his throat. “Just ignore that, okay? I, uh—” He swallowed. “The idea of you wearing a butt plug…turns me on.” He closed his eyes.
“Daddy?” I uttered the words quietly.
“Yes, Solo?” He opened his eyes, and I gazed into the fathomless dark-brown.
Be brave. Be bold.“It sort of turns me on too.”
He licked his lips. “Well, that’s interesting.”
I cocked my head. Then, deliberately, I shifted so our cocks touched. Khaki might be between us, but I would’ve sworn I felt his heat. Certainly he could feel my erection against his.
