Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
He whimpered as I started to kiss all the places I’d just caressed, now exploring him with my lips and tongue. “What did you go after, pretty one?”
The sweet whine that escaped him filled me with erotic fantasies and soft happiness. “You, Owner. I wanted you.”
Nibbling his ear, I smiled as I got another sexy sound from my sweet doll. “And that’s what you’re going to get tonight…all of me, pretty one.”
His eyelids dipped and he groaned as I bit down sending sparks of pain and pleasure through my needy doll. “I…all of you, Owner? I…I need to…”
Emerson probably needed a thousand different things, but I narrowed in on what I thought he needed.
All of me.
He wasn’t hedging and questioning…he was making sure we were both finally on the same page.
“That’s right, pretty one.” Giving him a soft kiss, tasting him and caressing his lips before easing back, I rested my forehead against his. “No more going slow. No more being patient for me to catch up to you. We’re in this together from now on, pretty one. I’m yours and your mine.”
He melted into me, eyes going wide in the most genuine look he’d ever given me. “Really?”
Barely holding back a grin, I nodded. “Really.”
My sweet doll curled into me, resting his head on my shoulder and using his fingers to caress right at the top of my chest near my neck. It was beautifully manipulative and made me want to promise him the moon. “Owner?”
Holding him tighter, I kissed his head. “Yes, pretty one?”
“Does that mean I get to move the rest of my stuff in now? It’s been very hard remembering where I put everything.”
How he managed to sound completely logical when he was talking about crazy things always astonished me.
“Yes, pretty one. We’ll work on fixing that.” There was some kind of if you can’t beat them join them joke in there, but he was being incredibly sweet, so I couldn’t ruin his wonderfully devious moment. But he had six more months on his lease so we’d see how fast it actually happened.
“Oh, Owner.” He wrapped his arms around me, hugging me tight and so sweetly innocent as his cock poked my leg. “I finally belong to you.”
“Pretty one?” As he relaxed his hold, he looked up at me with wide eyes. Tracing around his jaw, I kissed his lips again. “You belonged to me the first time I saw your picture online. This is just going to make it easier for me to take care of my doll.”
And for him to take care of me.
I foresaw a lot of questions about sleeping and eating in my future.
He kissed my cheek, still holding tight to the innocent look he loved best. “You can dress me and use me as your sex doll and you can give me a shower or a bath. I like bubbles, Owner.”
As he took a breath, ready to charge back in with the rest of his list, I gave him another kiss, this time deep and long as my hands wandered lower. When they found his bottom, I inched the nightgown up to bare his ass and nibbled on his lips, squeezing his cheeks as I rocked him against me.
His moan filled the room as a shiver raced through him, but it was the soft whine as I brushed over his needy hole that was the most beautiful sound I’d ever heard. “Owner…”
Knowing what he wanted and what he needed, I picked him up, wrapping my arms under his naked ass, leaving him feeling exposed and submissive as he clung to me. He sucked in a breath then shivered as he clung to me, a mix of real and projected emotions. “Owner, I love this.”
That was definitely real.
Nibbling on his neck, I chuckled as he moaned again. “My pretty doll. I would carry you everywhere if I could.”
The desperate sound he made said my pretty doll would love that, but even he had to admit it wouldn’t be practical because he didn’t even beg to pretend to live out that fantasy. “I love it when you carry me, Owner.”
Using my teeth on his neck to send sparks of pleasure through him, I smiled as he whimpered, trying to rock his hips and rub his dick against me. All it earned him was a pop to his ass that had him sucking in a ragged breath. “Oh…Owner, I’m…I’m sorry…”
It sounded more like a question than an apology, but falling out of character was perfectly acceptable when he was this turned on.
I’d made him so turned on he’d forgotten what he should’ve been saying.
It was an impressive feat.
“It seems like I have a naughty doll.” Something in my rough tone sent another wave of need through him because he had to press his face against me and suck in a breath as I set him down on the edge of the bed. “I think you need a reminder that you want to be a good doll for me.”