Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
“It’s friendly.” I shrugged because I couldn’t help it. “It likes having your attention too.”
Grinning, Tate flicked the head of my penis before standing up. He laughed as I shivered. “We’re going to have to talk about what kinds of things it likes. Because I wasn’t expecting it to like being tugged on so much.”
Oh.
“I forgot. I came at the store.” Oops. Tate didn’t look mad, though. “I was going to be good and not make a mess, but…”
It hadn’t been my fault.
It was Tate’s.
He sighed and nodded. “Yeah, that was surprising, but we’ll figure out what you liked about it so we can plan better.”
“Did I get Derek messy?” Everything after the happy tug was kind of fuzzy. “He was…he was smiling when I waved bye, right?”
Before I could start worrying like Dean, Tate nodded and leaned over to kiss my forehead. “Yes. He thought it was sexy and he thought Dean and I were funny because we hadn’t expected that reaction.”
Just imagining what their faces must’ve looked like made me giggle. “I bet you had wide eyes and looked like cartoon people.”
Tate groaned as he took the toys from me to put them in the tub. “Nooo…I’m a great Dom and not surprised by orgasms at all. Even unexpected ones.”
I tried not to laugh so he could pretend to be cool but it was hard. “You’re wonderful.”
But he was right…it’d been unexpected.
“The internet made a little bit of pain sound fun, so I’m glad they were right.” That had Tate blinking at me and his head cocked to the side. “The internet is right a lot.”
“Only for you.” Tate shook his head and took my hands. “Into the tub carefully or Dean will get angry at me.”
“Hey!” The offended tone coming from the kitchen made me giggle.
“See?” Tate shrugged. “He’ll come after me, so you can’t slip or anything.”
Giggling, I nodded and stepped very carefully into the tub. “I’ll be good so you don’t get in trouble.”
They were so silly.
“I would appreciate that.” Tate was a very good Dom and held my hands until I was sitting on my bottom. “Perfect.”
When he sat down beside me on the floor, he winked and looked at the door. “He’s fine. He didn’t fall.”
“That’s a low bar. Don’t sound so proud of yourself.” Dean was so not embarrassed, he was frustrated with Tate.
Dean was cute when he was confident, and Tate was trying not to laugh, so he knew it was cute too. “Alright, what should we play?”
Yay.
“The people are going to the beach.” But first I had to find the people, so I searched and searched while Tate gave me attention.
“They’re hiding.” He chuckled as I thought I found one but it was a naughty dolphin instead. “I’m glad you like your toys and the bubbles, and I’m glad you liked the tug earlier. I don’t want to do anything that scares you or hurts you in the wrong way.”
Tate worried like Dean but just about different stuff.
“It wasn’t big.” I frowned as a little person slipped out of my hand and dove back into the bubble ocean. “Shoot. Um, it was a surprise and then everything gets fuzzy after that. I think I was tired or something.”
Found it.
“Or something.” Tate laughed at his own silly joke. “You went into subspace, cutie, and that made you tired.”
And my really big orgasm made me tired too.
“You did a good job being my Dom.” He looked like he needed a kiss, so I leaned over and didn’t slip at all, even if the tub was slick. “And Dean too.”
Yes, I couldn’t forget him. “Thank you, Dean!”
Magic.
He laughed and showed up in the doorway. “You’re welcome and I’m glad you’re feeling better after your nap.”
“Sometimes you need a nap.” It just happened. “Thank you for putting me to bed too.”
That was always nice but no one did it to grown-ups unless they were board game special, so I was glad I was special to them and wouldn’t have to put myself to bed anymore.
Oh, and being board game special meant I got snacks in the tub too. “You remembered I’m hungry.”
Dean rolled his eyes to look silly as he wiggled past Tate. “First of all, I could hear your tummy all the way in the kitchen, so I couldn’t ignore it even if I tried, and second, we need a bigger bathroom.”
“Yes, and a bigger tub so we can all climb in.” I looked down at my bubbles and frowned. “I don’t have enough room for you guys and my toys.”
Tate laughed. “You don’t have enough room for us and the water.”
Very true.
“But you can sit there and play with me.” That was good too. “And you can talk to me when I have to get a by-myself-shower. We’ll make a schedule.”
Yes. I was so smart.