Page 28 of A Halloween Kind of Night

“Yes, you can ask for that as a reward, but we’ll have to make specific rules for it.” I could hear his brain starting to whirl. “Maybe for those situations I’ll let you use your hands on me, or if you’d like, those can be the times I fuck your throat. There are lots of ways we could make it special.”

Type A people were so weird…they just kept trying to overachieve in the strangest ways.

I loved it.

“Yes…I… Okay.” I was probably supposed to have said something else, but his fingers stretched and it took all my focus to keep still and not be a brat.

Demanding he go faster would not make him go faster.

I’d learned that lesson a thousand times and this was what my brain had been training for.

Moaning, I pressed my face harder into his mattress and fought to keep still. He’d do something crazy like stop and talk about limits if I humped the bed or got bossy. I was going to be good. I was going to stay still. I was going to keep my ass relaxed so he could stretch me.

I was going to get fucked into the mattress and that would make all my hard work worth it.

Boone chuckled because he was a dick. “It’s so hard to be a good boy.”

Reminding myself that I wanted him to enjoy himself so he’d keep dominating me, I managed not to tell him he was a brat…and a dick…or that he had amazing fingers.

Nodding against the bed, I whined but that was it because he started kissing my back and rubbing my ass with his free hand.

Boone wasn’t upset, though. He made a pleased hum and his fingers found my prostate, rubbing it and sending sparks through me. “Yes, when you’re my good boy and you submit, you’ll get rewarded.”

Ugh.

That was cheating…I liked being rewarded.

“I…Sir…” I’d been going to say something but I couldn’t chase the thoughts down. “Yes…”

“It’s not easy to be submissive and stay still for me, but you’re doing such a good job.” He kissed lower down my back, shifting my legs and pushing them wider apart as he settled betweenthem. “You’ve kept your ass nice and relaxed for me to use and enjoy, and you’re being so patient for your orgasm.”

He said such dickish things but they were so sexy.

Whining, I nodded and pushed out against his fingers so he’d know I was still being good. He made a happy sound and kissed me again. “Yes, that’s right. You’re going to make me feel so good.”

His cock.

I was going to make his cock feel good.

“I’ve been waiting a long time for this, baby.” Before he could make me think about the sweet way he said baby, he eased his fingers out and my brain started to panic.

Fingers out. Dick in.

I knew the plan but my brain tried to revolt because it was currently being run by my dick and it wasn’t logical at all.

Oh wow.

As I pushed my ass up without thinking about it, he kissed my shoulder. “Yes, knees under you. Offer your ass up. Who do you belong to?”

Boone.

I belonged to Boone.

The words might’ve actually come out or they might’ve gotten stuck in my head, but either way, it felt like I answered as I scrambled to tuck my knees under me. The way he nuzzled at my neck and stretched out over me said I’d done something right.

That was all my brain needed to know to turn off completely and it was just a wonderfully empty place as Boone’s cocknudged at my hole and pushed into me. If I’d had any brain cells left, the wonderful stretch and the way he pinned me to the bed would’ve killed them completely.

Boone was inside me.

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