Page 24 of Moon Blind Hearts
“That fast?” I ask, patting Lady Moobeth.
“That fast,” he repeats. He grins at me. “You come to discuss tonight’s video?”
I nod. “What’s the game plan? I know you have a particular style and that doesn’t exactly match mine, so I’m not sure if you had any ideas.”
“I do,” he nods. “Our subs really love when I do the truth or dare session. It’s Tuesday and we usually do a truth or dare Tuesday once every couple of weeks. Since that would have been the theme today anyways, I figured we could do that.”
“And how does that work exactly?” I ask, frowning. “We dare each other?”
“Nope,” he shakes his head. “The subs send in the truths or dares. When one of us loses, the loser makes the other one finish.” He wiggles his eyebrows. “But don’t worry. If you lose, I’ll still let you finish if you want.”
“How magnanimous of you,” I tease, laughing.
“I’m here to please,” he jokes. “Does that work for you?”
I shrug. “I don’t have a problem with it. I’ll be wearing a different mask tonight and then I will probably be choosing dare most of the time.”
He nods. “I usually start with a truth before it becomes a dare fest so don’t worry. We’ll be taking requests from both of our accounts to make sure both aesthetics are catered to and if you’re uncomfortable at any point, we can just stop. It’s all about your comfort.”
“You don’t get uncomfortable?” I ask.
“It’s hard to make me uncomfortable,” he replies honestly. “I’m down for most anything.”
My brows shoot up. “Good to know.”
A timer goes off and he reaches for the machine before running through what looks like a sanitation process. He flicks his eyes from the machine to me and back again.
“How do they work?” I ask, leaning forward.
He grins, as if I took the bait. “Suction. They stimulate the teat and then draw.” He sticks his finger inside to show how it can’t hurt him and then presses it against the palm of my hand. A gentle sucking motion pulls at my skin. “This is the stimulation part. The suction gets harder once it hits the milking part.”
“Interesting,” I say, focusing on the feeling.
“Imagine it against other places,” he breaths as he leans in, his eyes heating. I blink up at him as he presses closer. “Against your nipple. Against your clit.”
My mouth runs dry. “What?”
He moans. “I know what it feels like on my cock.”
My breath stutters. “You do?”
“Of course I do,” he rasps. His hand comes up to cup my jaw, holding gently. “I’m looking forward to tonight.”
“Yeah?”
“Fuck yeah,” he growls. He leans in closer. “You’re hot as fuck, Jules. And I’ve thought about nothing but this since I first saw your videos.” His fingers stroke my skin. “If you want me kneeling before you, at your feet, I’ll grovel like a fucking dog.”
My lips curl up. “Save it for the video.”
“Just a kiss?” he purrs.
I hesitate. That’s not how I operate, not normally. Work is work, but he’s in front of me, begging so pretty, and fuck it, I do want to kiss him. There’s something about the three men here that are seriously getting to me in ways I’ve never encountered. I never knew I had a thing for cowboys, but here I am, thinking about the way his plump lips will feel against mine.
He waits there for my answer, not pushing. He just waits for me to make the decision. After three long beats, I stand on my tiptoes and press my lips to his. His arms come around me immediately, dragging me against him as he deepens it. His tongue tangles with mine and suddenly, I forget where I am, who I am. Hell, I don’t even feel human in this moment. The kiss rocks my fucking world, and I’m immediately wet for him, desperate for more.
My arm comes around his waist, holding on as he consumes me. His hand dips down the front of my sweatpants and?—
A loud “moo” makes the both of us jump as Lady Moobeth demands to be let out of the stall now that she’s done milking. We pull apart and he tips his forehead against mine.
