Page 40 of Experiments in Love

It was so sexy my dick couldn’t help itself and tried to thrust up to demand attention. He was very excited to belong to Anson too and was just a bit overly enthusiastic.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Anson was very Master as he raised one eyebrow.

That was all it took to send another shiver through me and my dick was back to making questionable decisions. “My dick…he wants to belong to you too. He’s an attention whore and he can’t help it. He’s jealous.”

Yes, this was Master’s fault, not mine.

“His bad behavior is going to get him punished.” Shaking his head, Master ignored the way I sucked in a breath and shivered. “Your ass might get pounded into the mattress but your dick is going to get spanked if he’s not careful.”

Amazing.

“I might even have to buy him a cage to make sure he knows who’s in charge.” Master said it dryly but his eyes sparked with something wicked.

He wanted to lock up my dick.

“You’re in charge. He knows that.” He simply wasn’t that smart. “He just likes you a lot.”

Yes, he was stupid but enthusiastic and lovable.

I wasn’t sure he should be punished for things he couldn’t control, but I also wasn’t sure I wanted to point that out to Anson.

He might decide not to punish him.

“I’m glad he knows who he belongs to, but does that give him permission to demand attention?” The look on his face was so stern it sent another shiver through me, and if I’d been one of the omegas in Francis’s books, I’d have been leaking slick, not just precum.

Thankfully, I wasn’t that messy and I still had all my faculties. “No, Master. He’s sorry he was naughty.”

Not sorry enough to stay still but he was slightly apologetic.

Slightly.

It would’ve been more believable if my dick hadn’t tried to rub against him again, but Master was so sexy it couldn’t be helped. “Sorry.”

The way he shook his head silently didn’t make the situation any easier to control.

It took him seconds to finally speak, and when he did, I nearly came. “I don’t think either of you are.”

Hmm.

At the very least the big head needed to work on looking more apologetic.

“Turn over onto all fours.” The firmly delivered order had my brain scrambling to think of all the things Master might do to me, but I was smart enough to simply obey as he straightened and brushed the clothes off the bed. “Well, at least part of you wants to be good for me.”

“I do.” Yes, at least a small part wanted to make sure we were being good. Unfortunately, a bigger part was desperate to see what would happen if we kept pushing his buttons.

No one ever let us do that and it was more fun than I’d expected.

“My ass does too, Sir.” Yes, that was one part that very clearly wanted to be good. “It’s very excited about being fucked.”

Hard.

Fast.

He’d promised that I’d remember it later and I was looking forward to that.

One hand softly caressed over my ass, but somehow it felt dangerous, like the quiet part before the monster showed up in a movie. “Well, at the very least, I’ll remember that once I get done dealing with your dick.”

The big head realized that should have made us nervous…the little head was still terminally stupid.