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I was pretty sure it wasn’t the logistics of it that had his erection jumping around, though.

“You’d…you’d take it off in the morning?” Atlee glanced down at himself before his gaze flicked back to mine. “That’s…that’s a lot of work.”

He was worried about being high-maintenance?

“First of all, I think you’re worth the effort.” Period. “Second, it wouldn’t take long to remove it. I’d have to mentally budget in time to clean it before I left the house so it was ready that night, but you wouldn’t be getting an orgasm. The extra time would be negligible compared to the mental boost releasing you would get me.”

It’d be a better pick-me-up than the best coffee.

“Doms generally find control pleasurable even if the ways they control their subs vary widely.” When he fell back on reciting internet facts, I knew his brain was slowly shifting toward standby mode.

“That’s right and I’m going to control you now to give me even more pleasure.” Kissing his cheek sent mixed messages through him that slowed his reactions again. As he just blinked at me, I carefully stood and brushed the front of my pants against his face. “Marking you with my cum is going to make me feel good too.”

Licking his lips, his gaze dropped to my bulge as he dragged a few brain cells together. “You sent me your test results to show me exchanging semen was safe.”

God, he was sexy.

“That’s right and you sent me yours yesterday.” Without my even having to ask. “You also made sure to answer all the questions on the lists about cum and where I could orgasm.”

My straitlaced sub couldn’t wait to be dirty while I used him to get every drop of pleasure I could from him.

We were going to have so much fun exploring every bit of his new education.

Chapter 14

Atlee

What was he going to do?

Asking that was too difficult as well as possibly rude, so I kept my question to myself as he slowly shifted his hand and squeezed his cock through the tight pants.

“The internet said that information was usually shared much sooner in this kind of situation.” Whatever we were calling ourselves. “I didn’t want you to worry.”

He was very good about giving important facts.

Something had his smile peeking out again, but the world was running just slow enough it was hard to read his reactions. “You do a very good job with things like that.”

Making sure he didn’t worry?

“Stand up carefully for me.” Casimir braced my arm, distracting me and forcing my question to the back of my head as I obeyed him. “You look so sexy doing that.”

What?

Glancing down at myself got a chuckle from him, but it was too pleased a sound to get upset over. “Kneeling and rising. It looks perfectly natural for you and I love it.”

Oh.

“Thank you.” Right? “I’ve got naturally good balance.”

It was true but something had him kissing my cheek and smiling again. “You’re so cute.”

And he was confusing, but I didn’t think pointing that out would work in my favor at the moment. Sometimes poking him was fun but this didn’t seem to be the right point to drive him insane. When orgasms and spankings were involved, I wanted him in a generous headspace.

Or, at the very least, not one that was too spicy…even if he was sexy like that.

“Be careful or I’m going to ask what you’re thinking.” His threat made me wonder what my expression had given away.

“I’m thinking about you.” It was true but it also made him chuckle softly.