“Then we’ll come back to it another time.” Running my hand over his back, I kissed his head and let his body relax again. “Is there anything else you think we need to discuss before we move to the bed?”
“How much work do I need to do to get us back to the naked headspace part?” His question took a second to process. “I always get that wrong.”
Women were very different.
“Wiggle on me and tell me how excited you are to touch me.” Emotional reaction aside, men were far less complicated under most situations, and I was not upset at him in any way.
“Oh.” Blinking, he got a calculating look that had me reminding myself that him learning to manipulate me was not supposed to be sexy. “I can do that.”
As I wondered what his plan would entail, he sat up and shifted so he was straddling my lap. I could see him reviewing everything he’d learned about my reactions, but his cute thinking face just did it for me, so it was a turn-on too.
My favorite part was when he slid my hands down to his ass. “Yes, that’s right.”
Since success was very important to him, I squeezed his cheeks and gave him a soft, pleased moan. “It’s very right.”
He seemed to think that was cute based on his little grin, but it shifted to pleasure as he rocked himself against me. I wouldn’t describe it as sexual pleasure, but he got a rush because of something. “It’s going to be even better when I’m naked and you’re squeezing me.”
It really was.
Before I could tell him that, though, he leaned in and kissed my cheek. “Based on my research, I’ve been told letting you know that I am clean enough for anything you would like to do would also make you happy.”
Research was amazing.
And so was my sexy boy.
Chapter 14
Ferris
Clear communication was nicer than most people seemed to understand, but my Master was not most people.
“Oh yes, that is very good information to make sure I know.” He seemed to be trying to control his reaction at that news, but the way his hands squeezed my ass and his hips rocked to push his cock against mine said he liked hearing it.
So groups were not helpful but rambling blog posts from a confusing sub was.
I wasn’t sure how that was possible, but I’d figure it out later.
“I’m...” Master seemed to bite back another moan as I perfected using my body to make him even harder. “I’m going to have fun exploring you at some point tonight, boy, but you’re going to tell me if I do something you don’t like.”
“I promise.” I was more focused on what he’d like, but it was possible we’d run into something I didn’t care for. “I’m very curious to see how you explore me, though.”
I wasn’t sure if that was enough teasing to get a reaction from him, but based on his moan and the way he buried his face against my neck and kissed it, I’d gotten it right. “I’m going to give you all kinds of new experiences to explore, boy.”
Kissing was still very nice no matter where he seemed to do it, so as he pressed little pecks up the column of my neck, I couldn’t help wondering where else he’d like to kiss. “The educational material I found online said a Dom might enjoy kissing my ass.”
That didn’t sound right.
“Using his lips on my anus?”
No.
“How should I say that?” Trying to figure it out on my own wasn’t working but that was probably because I’d seen too many options. “The only ones coming to mind are wrong or might be inappropriate in this context.”
That was frustrating, but not so frustrating I couldn’t understand why Master was trying not to smile as he pulled back.
With someone else I would’ve just stayed silent, but Master was different and went right into being helpful no matter what I asked him. “We could go with something simple and open-ended like exploring your entrance or ass. We could go for something cuter with the word bottom. The ones you came up with didn’t hit the right note for you, but they weren’t wrong.”
“I like being right.” There was nothing nice about being wrong even if I knew sometimes learning experiences were helpful in the long run. “Those weren’t right.”
