Page 33 of Pretty Puppy

“I love you, baby.”

Ash slid the headband off his head and set it on the coffee table. “I love you, too, Daddy. I could suck your cock for hours.”

Lee chuckled. “I think your jaw would get sore.”

Ash licked his lips. “Totally worth it.”

Lee patted his thighs. “Come sit on Daddy’s lap. I’d like to cuddle my pup.” As Ash climbed onto the couch, Lee continued, “I’d also like to discuss just how much of a size queen you’ve become.”

Ash wrapped his arms around Lee’s neck as he got himself settled on his lap. “I like that subject. What did you want to know? I have more plugs with my stuff in San Diego. And dildos. Some really huge ones.” He tilted his head. “Oh yeah, and one of those poles with a dildo on the end so I can ride it when I’m feeling the need to fuck, but no one’s around.”

Lee’s sated cock twitched with interest as he visualized Ash impaling himself on a massive phallus over and over, stretching himself wide while playing with his nipples. Lee could easily imagine Ash using one hand to tease his own nipples and the other stroking his cock, lips parted as he came with a loud cry.

“Jesus.”

Ash grinned. “I’ll show you when I get my stuff.”

Lee cleared his throat. “We need to make that a priority. However…” Perhaps he was getting carried away because of Ash’s enthusiasm over being filled, but it was something he’d always wanted to try.

“However?”

“Have you ever been fisted?”

Ash’s jaw dropped and Lee regretted blurting it out in the afterglow of coming. Which reminded him, he needed to get Ash out of his suit so he could reciprocate.

“You’d do that with me?”

Lee inclined his head. Ash sounded more elated than shocked.

“If that’s what you wanted.”

Ash grunted. “Wanted? I’ve begged guys to do it before, but they weren’t interested.”

“Their loss.”

Lee’s cock was definitely making a recovery. He had to admit to himself that a portion of the turn on was knowing that Lee would be the first—and only—man to share that experience with Ash.

“Let’s do it right now.”

Lee barked out a laugh. Leave it to his enthusiastic, impatient pup. “No. I want to save it for a special night, and also be prepared.”

Ash let out a huff. “Okay. You’re the boss.”

Lee chuckled. “At least we agree on that. Now what do you say about getting out of that suit so I can have my own treat?”

Chapter Thirteen

Ash trailed after Lee through the lobby of the resort, waving to a visibly surprised Micki. She gaped at him with wide eyes behind her computer at reception, holding up her hands in a ‘what’s going on?’ gesture. He held up his phone, pointing to it and hoping she understood that he’d message her.

He’d already contacted Owen to let him know he wasn’t coming back to San Diego after all and told him he’d give him all the details later. He hadn’t wanted to interrupt his time with Lee, and of course, Owen of all people understood.

When they reached the office, Lee gave him a quick kiss as he closed the door. “Ready?”

Ash’s stomach clenched. “Not really, but might as well rip off the Band-Aid and get it over with.”

Lee clasped his shoulder. “Do you trust that I won’t let anyone treat you badly? You’re my boy and I’ll make sure they know that.”

“Yeah, but you can’t control what they think.”

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