Page 10 of A Halloween Kind of Night

He wasn’t the only one who’d been doing research.

Still, easing us into the shift from pup who played to sub who got spanked was probably the best idea…especially since orgasms were involved. So I gave the leash a tug, smiling as his eyes nearly rolled back in his head, and I shifted one foot so my shin was between his legs.

His eyes got wider as I moved it forward and ended up pressed against his erection. When he didn’t safeword and I could see he was still breathing, I rocked my leg back and forth just enough to rub his cock.

His very hard cock.

“I think you’d look very good in just a leash and collar when I put you over my lap.” The casual mention of the scene seemed to take a second to hit his brain, but once it did, he shivered and let out a soft, needy breath. “Just a leash and collar.”

The moment the image flooded his brain, he rocked against me to hump my leg. After a moment he realized what he’d done and stopped, but when he didn’t look around, I realized it was about being good for me and not about our audience.

“As long as you ask nicely, you can hump me.” I thought it was a reasonable response, but his whole body tensed and it tookme a second too long to realize he’d almost come. “But if you come in your costume, you have to walk home like that.”

Worst-case scenario, I’d walk slightly in front of him and we’d say he spilled something on himself. There’d be enough drunk idiots running around in weird shit to make it reasonable. I wasn’t sure there was anything logical going on in Wynn’s head, though, so I kept that to myself. “Do you understand?”

Nodding slowly like the words were barely seeping into his brain, Wynn let out a soft moan as he started rocking against me again. Something about it had brain cells firing and he shivered as thoughts came back to life. “I…I was good. I played nice with the littles and I stayed close and I didn’t flirt with anyone.”

Yes, he’d been good.

“Is any of that going to get you out of being spanked?” I knew the answer before he shook his head, but I let him respond anyway. “That’s right. But it will help you get a bigger orgasm or maybe even two orgasms when we get home.”

I was starting to be very glad that we already lived together.

“Two. Can…can I have two?” Focusing right on the important issue, the pressure he was putting on my leg got harder. “Very good. I was a very good pup.”

Some of his sentences seemed to be getting stuck in his head, but he wasn’t wrong, so I nodded. “That’s right. And now you’re going to be a very good sub for me, aren’t you?”

Jerking his head up and down, he kept up the sexy humping as he tried to figure out what to say to getallthe orgasms. “I can be a good sub. They…they follow rules and they answer honestly.”

That wasn’t bad for a guy with scrambled Cadburry eggs for brains.

“That’s right.” And since it was obvious what he wanted, I decided to give him a way to earn it. “If you stay hard on the walk home, I’ll give you two orgasms tonight.”

Something interesting must’ve fired through his brain because his body jerked and I could see him gathering up a few more random cells to work with. “You’ll…you’ll give me them? Not just…not just I can have them?”

How had I said it before?

Shit.

Maybe he wasn’t the only one with scrambled eggs for brains.

“Yes. I will be the one to give you the orgasms.” Desire flashed in his eyes making his views on that plan very clear. “I will strip you down. I will touch your cock. I will decide how you’ll orgasm.”

Blink.

Swallow.

“I can stay hard but…but how will you know?” Wynn’s good question said he could make his brain work when it was necessary.

“I’m going to keep touching you over your costume.” That almost made him come, and the only way I knew he hadn’t was because I could feel his erection pressing against my leg. “I will be very careful not to let anyone else see, though.”

Getting arrested was not in the plan.

“Oh.” That clearly hadn’t occurred to him based on how surprised his expression was. “Yes, thank you.”

Part of me was a dick and wanted to make a few stupid comments, but I stuck with simple because I wasn’t sure I wanted him to think clearly enough to roll his eyes at me. “You’re welcome.”

Yeah, sexy and slightly fuzzy-brained with desire was much better…and reaching out to stroke his cheek made it even more incredible.

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