Chapter 8

Wynn

He'd fantasized about me.

"On your stomach. That's right." Boone's hands stroked down my back and over my ass as I stretched out on the bed.

Face down, I tried to relax my muscles and most things cooperated except my dick. It was being stubborn and having Boone's hands caressing over me wasn't helping the situation. But since there was nothing I could do about that, I did my best not to hump the bed and just spread my legs invitingly.

Boone liked my ass enough that it made him moan and his fingers teased right at the edge of my hole. "You're trying to tempt me."

Yep.

But I was going to plead the Fifth if he tried to make me tattle on myself.

"You're not going to rush me, though." He was moving around and it didn't take long for me to hear him squirting out the lotion he kept by his bed. "I'm going to take good care of you so I can spank you on a regular basis."

His logic was questionable…and made me even harder. "So you're saying that the only reason you're taking care of my ass is so you can be selfish?"

I wanted to laugh but he moaned out his agreement. "Oh yes."

Yep, still making me harder.

"But don't worry." His wicked tone sent a shiver through me before he even ran his finger over my hole. "I'm going to take good care of this too."

His love of fucking with me had shifted into an entirely new direction.

I should've realized how that would work, but in my defense, I'd been distracted by the whole wanting to be fucked by my best friend thing…and the puppy thing…and the spanking thing.

Yeah, I was going to give myself some grace with the not picking up on the obvious. So I moaned to make sure he knew I was in complete agreement.

I liked it when he took care of me even if it was by torturing me with chores, so I had a feeling I'd like whatever else he did. "You…you always take good care of me."

For the time being I could talk, but I knew that was going to fade quickly once he went from lotioning my ass to playing with it.

"I like taking care of you, so I'm glad." Pressing a kiss to the bottom of my spine right above my cheeks, Boone made a pleased sound. "But one of the ways I'm going to do that is with some interesting new rules and chores."

Yep, I should've prepared for that too.

"But I'll get more spanks and I'll get to come?" I would agree to his fuckery as long as I got good rewards.

"Yes." His confident response had my dick trying to get even harder. "We're even going to modify the chore chart so that your new responsibilities get you stickers too, and when you fill up your chart, you'll get to pick new rewards, like choosing how you want to orgasm."

I wasn't sure if I moaned at the promise of getting to orgasm or if it was the way his hands were slowly caressing over me, but something was sending sparks through me. "I can be selfish with my reward chart. That's what you said."

I earned my reward, so I got to have anything on the list…and I couldn't worry about being selfish.

"That's right." Boone's thumb slowly made circles over my hole as he hummed happily. "You could ask to get a blow job, or you could ask to be fucked a certain way."

Before I could ask what way, he answered.

"You might want to be bent over the kitchen table or to ride me." Still thinking through all the options, Boone's brain couldn't seem to resist teasing me with other wonderful ones. "You might want to jerk yourself off…while I watched, of course…or you might want me to use a toy on you."

His mind worked really fast…or maybe he'd just been putting the list together for a while?

I might've asked or just blurted out something random, but his thumb eased inside of me chasing away all the thoughts. I moaned, but that was the extent of what I could get out. But luckily for us, Boone was fully functional.

Naked.

Hard.

Sexy.

But fully functional.

"We'll make a fun list with a good variety of options. You didn't mind being watched at the coffee shop, so you might like being watched while you play with yourself." Barely pumping his thumb in and out, he made another thoughtful sound like we were planning our schedule for the week. "We might need to list out watching while you play with your cock and watching while you fuck yourself with a toy separately, though."

His brain was a fascinating place.

"Either way, we'll make sure it's something you really look forward to." He paused and I heard more of the dirty lotion sound. "And every time we figure out something else new that you like, we can talk about adding it to the reward chart."

I really liked rewards.

"What…what if I…" Fuck. That was lube. "God, Boone."

His chuckle was low and wicked. "What were you saying?"

He was such a dick.

"What…" Had I been going to say something? "What was that?"

"Lube." His smart-ass response didn't explain how he could put lube in me without taking out his finger. "It's a syringe full of lube. I read about them online and picked up a few. I was curious."

The weird shit he was curious about definitely worked in my favor.

"You were going to ask me something." His thumb eased out of me just long enough for two fingers to slide in. "If you don't ask me, I'm going to stop getting you ready so you can think."

Ugh.

He was such a brat.

He'd do it too.

Fuck.

Okay, I could do it.

Oh.

Fuck.

"Um, I…" God. He had such good fingers. "I was going to ask if I could…if I could ask to suck on you for a reward."

If I'd been nervous about asking that before, with his fingers in me, all my hesitation fled.

"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 between them. "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 cock nudged 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.

Fuck.

Brain. Went. Poof.

There were kisses and thrusts and nibbles and I was so full.

"That's right. Let me hear how good it feels." Boone's words said I was moaning but it was hard to figure out if the sound was me or him. "You're so tight. Yes. Work my cock, baby."

Every kiss and every sweet word sent waves of confusing emotions through me, and the mix of tender and wicked was only making it stronger.

"Give me your neck. I want to kiss you more while I fuck you." His happy, proud of me hum as I obeyed went right to my dick and it was like an immediate reward for obeying him. "Clench around me, baby. Show me how much you wanted my cock."

Tightening around his dick got a moan from Boone and he nibbled on my neck. "Just like that. You're so good to me."

He knew just what to say.

But he was going so slow and being so tender.

He was going to kill me.

"Please. Please. Sir. Please." In my head, there'd been more words in that sentence, but I wasn't sure what had come out.

"Oh, does my baby need something?" He was definitely fucking with me, but he liked fucking with me, so it just made me want him to do it more.

Ugh.

Being a sub was hard sometimes.

"Yes, Sir." Ha. Remembered that part…and it got me another kiss. "Please fuck me harder. Please. I need you."

I figured that last part couldn't hurt because it was sexy and it was true.

Boone kissed my neck one last time before the pressure of his body eased off of me and his thrusts got harder and faster. "Is this what you want? To be fucked? Is my baby a naughty slut?"

Fuck.

I.

"Yes." He had to have already known that but saying it popped a bubble inside me that made me feel almost lightheaded. "I'm your slut. Please fuck me, Sir. I'm your slut."

The way his body shifted had him nailing my prostate with each thrust and sending sparks through me again. "You'd have let me do this in the shop, wouldn't you?"

His wicked chuckle had my face heating up and I just couldn't hide what the fantasy did to me. "Yes. You'd have moaned and barked for me while I filled you up and claimed you while everyone was watching."

As a pup?

He'd do that?

Another laugh had me realizing my head had popped up and I'd clenched around him again.

Shit.

I'd outed myself.

"Oh, you like that." So did Boone judging by how hard and fast he was fucking me. "My happy pup wants to submit completely, doesn't he?"

He was such a dick.

"I'll make you come so hard…I'll know if you're lying." Boone was confident about that because he always knew when I was lying.

That was why I just hadn't talked about anything to do with the whole "liking him too much" thing.

"Tell me, baby." Squeezing one cheek as he thrust hard into me, he chuckled when I moaned. "Nothing else has shocked me. Don't hold back now."

I hated it when he was logical.

"I know how much you want to come." He might've known I was desperate but he was going so slow I was going to die. "Tell me, baby."

Brat. He was a brat.

"Yes, I'm your slut. I'd have let you do anything to me. You're just. You're you and I wanted. You make me." The words wouldn't come, but what I managed to get out was enough.

He pulled me up so I was sitting on his lap, impaled by his dick as he wrapped his arms around me. "Close your eyes, slut."

That was an easy order to obey.

"I'm going to get you a costume with a zipper at the back. Then all I'll have to do next time is open the back of your costume and I could fuck you right there." His voice was so low and rough it sent a shiver through me, and his dick seemed to get even harder inside me.

"If you were a good pup and barked happily so everyone knew what was happening, I'd rub your cock and I might even let you hump my hand." Boone laid his hand right over my dick, making the fantasy even clearer in my mind. "Show me. Hump, pup."

The headspace wasn't right but the fantasy was fan-fucking-tastic.

Thrusting up against his hand to hump him had me riding his dick, fucking myself on him as he made happy, proud-of-me sounds. "Good boy. That's right. Good humps. Use your ass on my dick. Yes. I love watching you hump me, baby. You're going to do that a lot."

Fuck.

"While you do the dishes. While we're at the coffee shop talking to Skyler. I bet he'd love to see you humping my hand while we're ordering." Boone laughed quietly as I groaned. "You know. I've heard he has other private events."

Temptation was dripping from Boone's voice and it had me trying to go faster, whimpering as my orgasm was just out of reach. "Please…I need…please."

I needed something.

"Oh, is my poor pup having a hard time coming?" Boone kissed my neck, not sounding sorry in the least. "I wonder how hard it will be to come again when I fuck you later tonight? It might even be just a dry orgasm. That sounds so rough."

Not to him, it didn't.

Just fucking with me about it had him rocking up to pound into me as I rode him faster.

"But you've been so good. So I'm going to help you, baby." His voice said help but Boone's mood said wicked fuckery. "I'm going to help you orgasm and then I'm going to fill you up with cum. That's what my slut wants, isn't it?"

Brat. He was such a brat.

Nodding, I gasped and tried to get words out but they just ended up mangled. "Yes. Slut. And yours and fuck."

Damn it.

Boone made another sexy, happy sound that made me want to strangle him. "That's right. My slut. All mine. Your ass and your cock and your submission. I'm going to have so much fun using you and filling you."

I belonged to Boone.

I wasn't sure if it was that thought or the way he reached up and flicked my too sensitive nipple, but something finally threw me over the edge. As I cried out, he slammed me down on his lap and filled me with cum as he came inside me.

Boone was coming inside me.

He'd claimed me.

My orgasm kept going until it hurt and it felt like I'd cum gallons even though it'd probably only been drops. But Boone kept me against him with his dick still inside me as one hand slowly stroked over me and the other cupped my dick possessively.

"Mine."

Fuck yeah.