Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 77249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Swallowing, I shook my head but couldn’t manage to actually open my eyes yet. “No, Sir.”
The Sir part had him making a pleased sound, which sent a shiver through me and had my dick trying to get hard in the cage.
Yep, I was definitely caged.
“Well, at least you’re starting to remember your manners.” Something dangerous in his tone made me shiver because it felt like I was waiting for the other very sexy shoe to drop. “I’ll have to decide what to do about the way you opened the door in just a minute.”
Fuck.
Was he trying to scare me or make me hard?
I couldn’t tell and that made it all even more erotic, which made the cage tighter and made my ass clench remembering how good the plug had felt.
“Thank you for coming over to help me, Sir.” What else might fix the situation? “I haven’t touched the cage.”
I hadn’t been awake long enough to notice it’d been on, but I wasn’t going to volunteer that part.
His soft chuckle made me think he’d realized that too, but he didn’t call me out on it. “Let’s go check your hole again and then we’ll see about taking off that cage.”
Shit.
I remembered that part too.
I really needed to be a bit more of a morning person if we were going to do this every Saturday.
Were we going to do this every Saturday?
“Confess.” Cyrus touched my shoulders, pausing for a second before steering me toward the bedroom again. “You don’t need vision for this, so feel free to keep hiding.”
“Thank you, Sir.” I was going to do that either way, but it was nice to know I wasn’t going to be punished for it. “I trust you. You won’t let me run into anything.”
That got me another pleased sound and a kiss to the back of my head.
Cyrus kissed me.
He’d kissed me last night too, but my brain was clear enough to really think about it.
Cyrus kissed me.
“I haven’t heard your confession yet, and I want you to remember I know you don’t have to go anywhere today.” His subtle threat to leave the cage on, and probably torture me more, sent a shiver through me because I was stupid. “Unless that’s what you’re aiming for.”
Groaning made him laugh again, but he got distracted when he turned me into what had to be my bedroom. “You’re going to bend over the bed so I can check this toy first.”
He patted my ass as we stopped and I couldn’t hold back a groan. He was probably silently laughing but I wasn’t going to check. I was curious but not enough to give myself a heart attack by actually looking at him. “So stubborn.”
Maybe.
I was definitely stupid, though, because I moaned as he moved me around so my chest was resting on the bed. It gave me a better place to hide my face, but it also put my ass on full display. “Such a pretty slut.”
God.
How was he so good at this?
I knew he’d never done anything like it before. He might’ve hidden the little meetups from me but he’d been open about who he’d dated.
“This looks good enough that I won’t worry about playing with it later.” He gave my ass another pat, right over my hole that time, and made a pleased sound. “Oh, and I’ve got some cream I can put on later to make sure your toy doesn’t get a boo-boo.”
It wasn’t technically hot, but the wording was so embarrassing and he was studying my ass and talking about how he was going to play with the toy and that made me squirm, which turned me on. So technically it was hot?
God, it was so confusing but so fucking good.
“Very well-behaved for the most part.” He tried to kill me again by pressing a kiss to one ass cheek. “But what am I waiting for?”
Waiting?
More kisses?
No.
Confessions.
What had I been thinking?
Oh.
Ugh.
“I was thinking about, well, a lot of random things.” I wasn’t going to volunteer about the grumbling if I didn’t have to. “And then I wondered if you were going to come over to…to take care of me every Saturday morning.”
He really needed to live a bit farther away because the hum he made said he didn’t think it was a ridiculous idea. “As long as I get a better greeting, I don’t see why I can’t. There’s no reason to leave you caged any longer if I’m not here to see it.”
He was going to come over every Saturday morning?
Wait.
How often was I going to be caged?
“Let’s roll you over so I can check out your other toy.” Cyrus didn’t wait for my brain to catch up to what he’d said before he straightened me. “Keeping you healthy makes me happy, so don’t worry about taking up so much of my time.”