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Just realizing that made me squirm even more and had my dick going even harder in the confusing cycle it was still stuck in.
“You’re so sexy when you blush and look so sweet and nervous.” He gave me a short, deep kiss, his tongue fucking my mouth, before he pulled back and laid me down on the bed again. “I like seeing my innocent boy explore naughty things.”
That did not help the problem with my blush or my dick…and that just made him even more pleased.
Well, at least I was making my Dom happy?
I tried to keep that thought in my head as he lifted me up easily and finished taking off my pajamas but it was too difficult. So I closed my eyes again, which just made him chuckle…and everything in me got even more confused because I really liked making him happy.
“Such a sexy boy.” Master’s voice went low and rough as he trailed his fingers over my chest, sending a shiver through me and tightening my nipples.
Of course, he didn’t miss that reaction at all and stroked back up my chest to flick the tight tips. “These are making me wonder what else is hard?”
That didnothelp how red my face had gone, but my dick was doing its best to get even harder so it could answer Master’s question.
Somehow Master made it into an overachiever and I couldn’t help wondering what he’d want to do next…overachievers were never satisfied with something simple.
Chapter 20
Boyd
How he could question how sexy he looked was beyond me, but I knew I had to make sure the happy transition between sweet little and sexy sub stuck in his brain. I didn’t want there to be any question how I saw him or that I could change his diaper in one scene and pound him into the mattress in another.
Well, not pound him this time but we could have some fun…especially since he’d been so kind about making sure I had his limits list.
And all his wonderful notes.
So as he bravely peeked his eyes open again, I gave his nipples a tweak and tugged them just hard enough to make him sigh and his eyes roll back in his head. “Yes, I think you’ve got several hard spots in need of some attention.”
Stefan was too lost in the pleasure to remember to be embarrassed, but I knew it would come back rushing in if I wasn’t careful. So as I gave his nipples a bit more loving pain, keeping one hand going back and forth between them, I used my other to reach down and bring the diaper bag closer.
“And you’re a very lucky sub because you have a Dom who’s got a wonderful memory when it comes to details…like limits lists and notes and what fun things a naughty sub underlined.” It hadn’t taken me long to realize how much more detail he’d given me by having paper to write on.
I wasn’t sure if he would’ve been so expressive if he’d just answered the questions on the electronic form I’d sent him. “You did a wonderful job filling out my questions, so I’ll have to remember that when you get your reward.”
A soft whimper escaped as a shiver raced through him and even though he’d gone back to scrunching his eyes closed, I could see the need on his face and hear it in his voice. “I…I like paper, Sir. It’s…it’s nice.”
Paper needed to be his next surprise.
Stationery, maybe?
As I let my brain wander through all kinds of options, I made an approving sound and pinched his nipple. “I bet you like making notes on paper. I’m going to have to find some new lists to please my paper-loving sub.”
Yes, lists where he could make notes and comments to his heart’s content.
“Your…your list was good, Master.” Making sure I knew I’d done a good job was so important to him, he opened his eyes and looked at me even though it was difficult for him. “It wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be.”
“No, you’re just a brave boy.” One who barely flinched as I reached down to get out wipes and lotion.
He was able to tune that out by shaking his head. “No, I’m not brave.”
Stefan looked slightly guilty as he said that and it piqued my curiosity. “Why aren’t you brave?”
His sigh said I was right to poke at it but he didn’t look ashamed of whatever it was. He just focused on the ceiling and made another frustrated sound. “I kept imagining Kenzie offering to help me. Imaginary Kenzie kept trying to ask me about my opinions on everything and that was scary.”
He wasn’t wrong.
“That does sound scary, and I know that because I was the person he first started pestering when he discovered his first dirty book.” God, he’d been a pain in the ass.
