Page 13 of A Halloween Kind of Night

Shit.

Moving.

He’d done that on purpose.

Was he really going to buy me a collar?

Was I going to buy myself a collar?

He already knew about the submission and the puppy stuff, so he couldn’t be shocked if I brought one home. Buying one for myself wouldn’t be bad but I wasn’t sure it’d be as good as him buying one.

His tugging on my leash was definitely better than me doing it, so it stood to reason that him buying the collar would make it better somehow too.

Would him tugging on the leash while I wore my new collar make other things better too?

Would asking to wear my collar while he spanked me be weird?

Pole.

Ha.

Didn’t end up in the ER.

“Good boy.” As Boone slowed his walk, he reached out and patted my cock again. “Very good boy.”

Oh yes.

“What are you thinking about?” The question seemed so normal my brain answered without the rest of me having any input in it.

“If asking to wear the collar you’re going to get me while you spanked me would be weird.” Oh. I’d said that out loud.

Fuck.

Well, in for a penny and all that.

“And I was wondering if you were going to buy it and what it would feel like for you to tug on the leash while you were doing…things.” There weren’t that many people around but I wasn’t sure if he’d thought about the whole fuck me thing yet, so it seemed pushing it to spell that one out.

“Anything else?” Boone seemed more curious than worried, so my brain decided there was nothing to panic about yet.

And my dick decided that the conversation just kept getting hotter.

“Um, well, what it would feel like to be spanked because you keep mentioning that over-your-lap thing and then where I was going to sleep and that I ate too much candy. But those last two were kind of just random, fleeting thoughts. The rest were bigger.” When my rambling finally stopped, he reached over and patted the front of me again.

“Yes, definitely still bigger.” He seemed very proud of himself about that based on the smirk, so it was hard to get embarrassed. “As for the rest, I think those are all very logical thoughts.”

Hmm.

And?

When I realized that was all he was going to say, I sighed. “Are we going to address any of them?”

“No.” Pausing, he stopped us and looked up at the sky. “We’re home and we’ve already got the next part of our night planned out.”

With my spanking…and orgasms.

Plural.

I was going to get more than one.

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