“I...” What had I been doing? “Oh, coffee.”
Best Master ever...much healthier than Aleksey too.
“Thank you.” Something made him shake his head and grin but he brought my coffee over. “I think I forgot to get coffee.”
Hadn’t I been going to get it?
“You forgot to come back too.” Master must’ve realized that didn’t make any sense at all because he grinned and shook his head. “How are your characters, slut?”
“They’re even naughtier than I am.” They were less sticky, though. “I’m not sure what the goal of this book is because making them healthy doesn’t seem to be it.”
Chuckling, Master leaned his hip against the desk. “What have you figured out so far?”
That was a much easier question.
“I started out with their first sex scene and that’s light-the-computer-on-fire hot. I’m going to need some labels on this one.” I hated when I had to figure out those. “I might need you to read this later and tell me what you think.”
His bark of laughter said he thought I was right.
That was unfortunate.
“Are you finishing up the sex scene?” Master glanced over at the screen and frowned. “No.”
“No. I got that one done, but then I had to figure out names and stuff like how they knew each other, so I tried to start at the beginning but that didn’t work.” How had I ended up writing this scene? “Oh, but I figured out where he’s going to get his first punishment. This is one sub who needs to learn to make better decisions.”
“Well, you’re going to make better decisions and I’m going to help you.” Oh, that didn’t sound good. “When you’re done writing this scene you’re going to stop and get cleaned up. You don’t like being sticky, remember?”
Not nearly often enough.
“Sometimes.” Other times my brain remembered different things. “But now I remember.”
The way his eyebrow went up said he didn’t believe me.
“I’m not going to forget.”
He said that nearly as good as Aleksey and I couldn’t help stretching up to beg for a kiss. “Thank you.”
Did giving me another laugh mean I was going to get another orgasm or a punishment for waking him up early...or late...it was hard to tell.
Master straightened before I could figure out the answer. “Finish the scene, naughty boy.”
Yes...the scene...Aleksey was pissed and horny.
The house was so big it wasn’t hard, but that might’ve made him more frustrated with me? For as broody as he was, Aleksey was kind of an attention whore. “I’m sorry you’re disappointed in me, but...but at least I made us a healthy dinner.”
I’d been trying to avoid this conversation but I was pretty sure eating right had made the situation worse too.
We were going to have to start having this discussion when I’d actually gotten enough sleep because I wasn’t completely sure what the original threat had been.
“That just showed me you can make good choices but are deliberately not doing it when it comes to sleep.”
Oh.
Shit.
“No, I just make good choices when it comes to you.” Wait. “Um, I want to make sure you got a good dinner.”
That hadn’t come out right at all.
