I was not the pain in the butt.
He was scary smart, though.
Did he know that I’d been planning on looking for the notebook or was he worried I’d figured out how he was remembering everything?
“I’m thinking.” Technically that wasn’t a lie and he knew it judging by how he started frowning more dramatically. But he was also kind of weird because I was pretty sure the whole situation was making him harder. “I’ll stop doing that if it makes you happy, though.”
I didn’t need all the brains I was using at the moment.
Rohan blinked. “You being able to turn off half your brain like some kind of whale honestly would explain a lot.”
“Thanks.” They were really pretty and smart. “You’re sweet.”
He wasn’t in the mood for compliments judging by the way he rolled his eyes. “You are...”
“Fascinating?”
Yes.
“Curious?”
Yes.
“Really good at blow jobs?”
Again, yes.
“Fast when I need to be?”
Yes.
“Got it.” And I’d even remembered to plug in my tablet, so we didn’t have to pause for recharging.
Although breaking for dinner at some point would be important. Ice cream just didn’t last long and blow jobs could be hard work depending on what he wanted while he was reading.
Rohan finally seemed to understand the plan as I walked over. “I get to read the chapters while you’re blowing me?”
“Yes.” I was proud of my multitasking as I talked, frowned at the tablet, and found the file all while walking. “There we go.”
Perfect.
Now my reader was happy and I was going to be able to thoroughly thank him.
“Here’s the new chapter, and then if you click here, the bonus will show up.” Hmm. “But I’m not sure you want to read about murder while I’m sucking on your dick? Is it rude to point that out?”
Should I be telling him how to enjoy his blow job?
“No.” Rohan was shaking his head for some reason. “But it’s weird.”
That was good to know.
Sometimes I ended up being rude just because manners and social rules seemed to change too quickly. The internet wasprobably to blame since that’d fucked up everything else. But I couldn’t complain too much because I needed it for work.
Without it, I’d have to figure out a real career and no one wanted me in customer service.
“I’m not even going to ask what’s going through your head.” Rohan went from being confused to dominant so fast he made my head spin. Tugging on my hand as he took the tablet with his other hand, he eased me down so I was kneeling between his legs. “It’s time to turn off that curious brain of yours, slut.”
That sounded like a wonderful plan.
