Page 32 of Experiments in Love

I liked orgasming.

“Technically, you don’t need an erection to have an orgasm.” Master’s tone was very matter-of-fact, but his finger was making circles around me and sending crazy sensations through me. “You’re very sensitive, so there are a lot of ways I could make you come.”

Somehow that sounded scary but my dick didn’t understand that. He was trying to get attention again but he was still too exhausted to make it work. So I did the next best thing and pushed back just enough to get Master’s finger inside me.

Yes, that was very good.

Ugh.

He made a tsking sound and eased his finger out. “Naughty boy. I need to take care of you first.”

That sounded frustrating.

“No pouting.” He grinned, not looking apologetic at all. “Talking. Cuddling. Caretaking. Then fucking.”

“Are you sure?” Somehow he made taking care of me sound terrible. “You haven’t come yet.”

Yes, we needed to fix that.

“Don’t worry.” Master patted my ass. “We’ll take care of that just as soon as I take care of you.”

He seemed to think the two would be just as fun and he was starting to make me wonder if Doms were weirder than I’d first thought.

“Are you sure?” Responsibilities were not sexy and I wasn’t sure he understood that. But I also wasn’t sure I should be the one to explain that since I was getting the better part of the deal.

“Yes.” He gave me another kiss, smiling like he knew I was confused. “I like taking care of you. It’s part of that control thing.”

Hmm.

Maybe I wasn’t the strangest person in our relationship after all.

“How else are you feeling besides content?” Master’s voice was relaxed and curious but his fingers had gone back to trying to make me squirm.

“Um.” Shoot. He wanted words that went together into a sentence. “You’re going to be stubborn on this part, right?”

When he nodded, looking incredibly pleased with himself, I sighed. “I thought so. Okay.”

I could do it.

I liked words.

“You can’t blame me if I don’t make a lot of sense, though.” That just wouldn’t be fair.

“Deal.” Master kissed my nose and inched his finger inside me. “I can sort through everything. Don’t worry about that.”

Yeah, right.

“When you said I couldn’t hump you, I liked it and I didn’t.” Still didn’t make sense, but I kept trying. “I didn’t like having rules, but it made me more turned on and my dick really liked it.”

There was no dealing with him some days.

Master didn’t look surprised, though, so I started to wonder if it was a sub thing I just hadn’t realized.

What else?

He was still waiting for more words, so we couldn’t be done yet.

“I liked feeling helpless but not helpless.” I didn’t have a better word for it, so I didn’t bother trying to figure it out. “I liked that you scrambled my brains again. That’s…relaxing? I don’t know. But it’s something good.”