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)
Well, at least his dick was willing to let me know what it was thinking.
“Then there would be one or two other cameras that you might not know about or ones that I moved whenever I felt like it.” I was his Dom after all. “Then you’d have one you knew about and others that would be just for me to fuck with you and watch to make sure you weren’t being naughty.”
That’d be fun.
His cock thought so too.
“We could start with one of the teddy bear nanny cams, and you would have to show my toy to Mr. Bear every morning.” Oh wow. I never knew anyone could blush so fast.
His face was like one of those water toys that changed colors when they got wet.
“Do you remember your safewords?” Starting with a question that should be easy sounded like the best course of action.
Ha, he nodded.
“Green means I’m good. Yellow slows things down and we talk. Red means stop.” Swallowing hard, he glanced between the store and me and back again. When he was ready to turn back to me, he took another deep breath and let it out slowly. “I’m green.”
“Wonderful. Thank you for letting me know.” It wasn’t quite the sweet teacher voice that made him squirm, but it still got a great reaction from him. “Are you going to look boring in the store?”
I wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to explain we needed cams because he had dirty fantasies, but we couldn’t be the first people to have ended up there searching for that kind of stuff.
Sure, I could’ve bought it online, but I wanted to actually see the products and ask about the setup and I wanted to fuck with Weston. We had to at least make sure he could respond to words and look halfway functional first, though.
I wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to go into a surveillance store with him looking out of it. They’d end up thinking he was some kind of kidnap victim, and that wasn’t a fantasy I wanted to live out in the real world.
“I.” Another round of swallowing and shifting in his seat to sit straighter had him looking slightly more functional. “I can be a good boy and look boring.”
Hopefully.
Or we were going to have some explaining to do.
“I’m glad.” Petting his head again, I gave him the teacher voice for a second. “Because I want to be able to reward you when we get back to your place.”
He had the sexiest whimper…but I needed to pretend to be boring too or I was going to be the one to fuck up our little adventure.
“We’re going to have so much fun.” One last peck. One last pet. “Let’s go.”
This was going to be fabulous.
Chapter 13
Weston
I was boring.
I was boring.
I was boring.
Well, I was quiet but I was a bit worried I was too wide-eyed judging by the way the grumpy guy running the store seemed to be watching us. He either seemed to think we were going to steal shit or that I was going to pass out judging by the way he couldn’t stop frowning at us.
The following us around the store thing was weird too.
I’d never looked sketchy enough to be followed in a store before, and unexpectedly, that set off the humiliation thing too. His creepiness was keeping it mostly in check, though. Cyrus, on the other hand, seemed to think the whole situation was hilarious.
We were going to have to agree to disagree on that part, but it wasn’t the time to argue about it since the guy was breathing down my neck.
Literally.
Okay.
My brain was starting to clear and I really didn’t like it.
Fucking hell.
Turning around, I gave up taking the weird behavior quietly and channeled my best Conner impression…glare, raised eyebrow, and way too much confidence. “Can I help you?”
That had him blinking but not moving back any.
It also had the side effect of Cyrus turning around from where he’d been reading the back of the box on a very discreet-looking camera that I’d never have noticed anywhere in my apartment. He didn’t like what he saw either and immediately straightened to an impressive height. “Are you trying to grope him?”
And the asshole finally stepped back.
Using his brains wasn’t his strong suit based on how he stuttered out a reply but I was glad to be able to breathe again. “No. I. He. You were.”
I still wasn’t sure what he was so weirded out about because we hadn’t done anything remotely gay or strange. Hell, my being slightly distracted and blank was the oddest thing about our behavior.
Cyrus didn’t think we deserved it either based on his sexy glare. “If you think we’ve stolen something, please feel free to call the police so I can sue you for harassment. Other than that, leave us alone and stop following us. It’s creepy at this point.”