Page 102 of The Best Bad Decision

He didn’t even pretend to believe my nonsense. “Oh, really? You were nearly wagging your tail, baby.”

I didn’t have the imagination for that kind of play but he loved the way talking about it made me squirm. “I…I just wanted to make sure you knew I was enjoying myself.”

It’d never occurred to me to tell him that I wanted to go because it seemed like most people I knew didn’t like the theater. Everyone said it was old-fashioned or just something they did to look good for clients. Unfortunately, it seemed to be the only positive trait I’d gotten from my parents but asking them to go meant having to spend time with them.

I wasn’t into that kind of torture.

“Oh…” Casimir shook his head, giving me a look like I’d been naughty. “I knew how excited my cute pup was.”

No…

I managed not to whine but I lost the battle on squirming. “I’m your boy.”

Frowning, he slowly stroked my tie, sending a shiver through me because my body didn’t understand he wasn’t jerking me off. “But you were so wiggly and excited. I could almost see your tail going back and forth.”

Technically I knew he wouldn’t get that kind of gear for me, but he sounded so serious about it. Holding on to reality was getting harder. Something about the conversation made me stupid. He had a lot of ways he did that.

Master was very creative.

“You…you make me happy but…but I’m just your sub.” It might’ve made me a terrible person to admit, but I was kind of glad I was on the boring end of submission. Wanting something harder to understand might’ve pushed me into that freak-out Casimir had been asking about earlier. “I’m your boy…but…but just the regular kind.”

Yes.

I liked easy to understand things like kneeling and being caged and being used.

Those made sense just like the way Master moaned softly before kissing my lips and smiling made sense. He loved it when I got embarrassed and stupid, and we both knew it. “I like that you’re my boy and you submit so perfectly for me.”

Perfect.

I did it right.

“You…you like making me squirm, though.” His wicked chuckle went right to my cock and I found myself rocking against him that time. “You…you make me stupid too.”

“No, baby.” Master gripped me tighter and pulled me closer against him to keep me from moving. “I make you submissive and loving, and you give me all your trust. That’s beautiful because you know you don’t have to think with me.”

Something settled in me, giving me that concrete feel I’d explained earlier. “I think about you, but…but it makes you happy when my brain goes quiet.”

Master liked that wording better than when I said stupid.

Quiet was respectful of his sub.

He purred out a pleased sound and turned his head to kiss my neck. “It does and I was…thrilled doesn’t even begin to describe it when you gave me everything I wanted. You never told me I was too bossy or too annoying. You didn’t tell me that I’d be a better date if I was sweeter.”

Sweeter?

“You’re…” Distracting. Master was distracting when his teeth found my ear. It was important to find the words, though. “You’re always sweet to me. Other…other people must not know what that word means. We’re…we’re sweet together.”

He didn’t scream at me or tell me how badly I handled conversations.

He always explained what he wanted and he picked out what restaurant would make him happy.

Casimir was sweet in the most amazing ways.

“You remind me to eat lunch by texting me and pretending it was random.” His soft laugh said he knew it’d taken me too long to figure out what he’d been doing. “You’re always there for me at the end of the day, especially when it’s been frustrating.”

Just the way he was always there for me was sweet.

“You…” Teeth…teeth were so good. What had I been going to say? “You let me take care of you even when you’d rather do all the work.”