Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 77949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
“Oh, that’s a wonderful question.” Putting one hand on his chin, he cocked his head and gave me a cartoonishly thoughtful expression I was pretty sure was real. “I’m going to reward you for that once I’m not distracted by answering.”
I wasn’t sure what I’d have said to it either, so I had no plans on rushing him for a response. But luckily for me, he thought fast and had his lightbulb moment again. “Yes. I have it. We can’t get married yet. There’s a list of things we have to do first so my family doesn’t go bananas. That would be rushing.”
Huh?
Me putting my cum inside him clearly wasn’t anywhere close to that…which was good to know.
“I…” Swallow. Inhale. Exhale. Try again. “I don’t want your family to be upset with me.”
That might not have been the most logical response under other circumstances but Dally liked it and smiled like he was proud of me again.
I was going to become addicted to that look, but I wasn’t sure there was anything I could do about it.
“My mother’s really going to like you.” Dally was still wearing the same expression when he kissed my cheek and when he used his ass to tease my dick. “So we’ll make sure you get to meet everyone first so we can stay on her good side.”
He said the most confusing things.
“Who’s everyone?” Wait. That hadn’t been what I should’ve asked. “We just have to meet them first?”
Then we could get married?
“Yes.” Actually looking serious, Dally went back to stroking my chest like I was his new fidget toy. “You have to come to at least one family dinner before we can elope. Without that she’ll feel slighted and will pout forever. I’m not willing to put up with groveling that long, so we’ll follow the rule.”
And then we’d elope?
I was kind of afraid to know what the answer to that question was, so I decided not to ask and tried to figure out a quick way to distract him just in case. “Who’s everyone?”
He chuckled and shook his head. “You’re so distracting, baby. Everyone would be my family. There’s lots of them, so don’t worry about names. Just be yourself and they’ll love you.”
Dally seemed very confident about that, so arguing felt like it’d be rude even though there was no way he could be right. “I’m glad.”
“So cute.” He was the one who was cute as he pretended to glare at me, though. “But so distracting. That means we’ll have to work hard to remember limits lists and what conversations we need to have before our first scenes.”
Sighing, he shook his head. “I’m going to have to make lists with you to make sure I don’t forget anything.”
Like forgetting lists and conversations.
I had no idea what to say to that but something popped out anyway. “I’m pretty sure you’re the distracting one.”
Oops.
If that’d been rude, Dally didn’t mind because he laughed, and the sound echoed around the room pulling nearly every eye in our direction. I froze, not sure what to do but Dally just waved them off and petted my chest as he kissed my cheek again. “I like distracting you.”
Feeling my face heating up, I tried not to squirm, but he was making me feel so much I felt like I was going to burst. “I don’t know what to do.”
Dally didn’t tell me I was being ridiculous. He simply gave me another look like he thought I was cute and settled back against me. “Well, we have a couple of options depending on how you’re feeling.”
Me?
“I…um…we.” Yes. We. “I want…we need…”
Ugh.
“It’s not about me? Is that what you were trying to say?” Dally’s smile was tender as he kissed my cheek that time. “Already taking care of your Daddy too. I think that deserves a big boy kiss.”
Wow.
Just the way he cupped my cheek shut down every cell in my brain and all I could do was watch him as he inched closer and gave me a heated, devilish grin. “Color, baby boy.”
Shoot.
Color.
Oh, his shirt.
I managed to point to the green stripe on his sleeve and that seemed to send a rush through Dally because he shivered like I’d just given him an orgasm. “Such a good boy.”
Was it possible to become addicted to making someone happy?
“For fuck’s sake.” The frustrated voice was filled with anger and had me nearly jumping out of my skin but Dally ignored it. He also seemed to be dead set on ignoring the man in the suit who’d sat down on the chair next to mine. “I wanted him. Why couldn’t you stay with the group arguing over which gaming system gets to claim orcs?”
My life had gotten so weird so quickly.
Was I supposed to respond to that?
Who was the angry man talking to?