He looked so shocked even my dick wasn’t sure what we should be feeling.
“Are you okay?” He blinked, registering that he heard my question, so I tried to be patient.
“A box mix?” Rohan groaned and scrubbed his hands over his face. “I don’t even know what to say to that.”
Obviously.
“I’ll like whatever you bought.” Especially since it didn’t seem like I had to try to make them. “I like being taken care of, so thank you.”
My being polite helped and got me a smile, but he started shaking his head, which didn’t clear up anything for me. “You’re adorably insane, but I seem to like that, so you shouldn’t worry.”
I was kind of glad about that, so I gave him a kiss and decided not to complain about having to wait to come. “Thank you.”
Sighing, he had a weird smile on his face, but I just focused on the fact that he was happy. “Go work before you distract me and I forget what I was going to make for breakfast. We might accidentally end up with cereal.”
Oh, he wouldn’t.
Deciding not to take a chance on that, I bounced off the bed and did my best not to moan at how good it felt when the muscles in my ass flexed. “Can I have coffee while I work? I do better caffeinated.”
Rohan laughed. “Yes.”
Yay.
Bouncing through the house, I headed to my office and plopped myself down on my chair, finally giving in to the urge to moan as I rubbed my aching cheeks against the seat.
“Hands off your dick.” Rohan’s rough order being barked through the house had my dick back to full mast and beggingfor attention again. “You don’t get to come until I give you permission.”
God, that was...
“I wasn’t touching my dick.” I was being honest but he snorted.
“Then fingers out of your ass, brat.” The easy way he barked out that order had me blushing.
“I didn’t do that either.” I just hadn’t gotten to that yet. “I was being good. I just sat down.”
That confession didn’t help my blushing situation, but it got a burst of laughter from Rohan that echoed through the house. “NowthatI believe. Be a good boy, slut, and I’ll reward you later.”
Wishing he meant sucking him off instead of getting work done, I sighed. “I will.”
Because I wanted to come.
“I’m working.” Typing on the keyboard just in case he could hear the sounds, I called out while smiling, hoping to come across as earnest and sweet—two things that were bound to get rewards. “I’ll work better with coffee, please.”
Rohan just laughed...but it was definitely a happy coffee sound.
Now all I needed was for him to make happy orgasm sounds...then the morning would be perfect.
Chapter 14
Rohan
“You really don’t have a mix hidden somewhere?” Still naked, and probably so full he wanted to roll around the kitchen, Knox was confused enough that he pushed away from the sink and went over to the pantry to search it. “It’s okay if you bought the generic kind. They were really good.”
He was insane...and didn’t seem to understand pancakes could be made without a box mix.
“Thank you, but I didn’t use a mix to make them.” The conversation was so odd I couldn’t even be frustrated. “I found a recipe I liked years ago and I’ve made them so many times I don’t need it anymore.”
“A recipe?” Coming back to the table, he was frowning so adorably I wanted to fuck his face. “Really?”
