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And I liked playing with my ass.
“Are tails better than fingers?” I ignored Cash’s dramatic groan and gave Bates a quick kiss on the cheek because his grin was so cute.
And naughty.
“Oh, there are lots of things better than fingers.” His fingers were almost kneading my ass like I was bread dough, and it made me squirm for some reason. “Should we get you some toys to try out?”
“Yes.” The shower was convenient for some things but not for everything. “Now that I can lie down and jerk off, exploring seems more practical.”
Hmm?
“Cash?” I didn’t bother waiting for him to stop being dramatic because my patience wasn’t that good. “Do you have toys?”
His groan wasn’t really helpful, so I turned to Bates.
He was our Dom, so figuring out the answer seemed like it should be in his job description. Bates was so smart I could already see him working on the problem and it only took seconds before he nodded and gave me a grin that said he knew what to do.
“Maybe if we tell him good boys get a reward, he’ll be more open to answering your questions.” Bates sounded very polite and thoughtful, but he looked naughty.
He was really good at being a Dom.
“Rewards are always good.” For me too. “We still owe you a reward too.”
Everyone needed a reward.
The way Bates’s eyes sparkled said he was on board with that plan. “I haven’t forgotten.”
Thank God.
“Can we reward him for answering just one or does it have to be a couple? Because I still don’t know what he was thinking about that whole puppy thing.”
My just guessing didn’t count.
Bates got a thoughtful look on his face. “I think at least three answers would deserve a reward.”
I could deal with that. “Green.”
Now we just had to wait and see what Cash would do…besides groan.
Chapter 18
Cashel
Why was he still trying to kill me?
“Green.” It wasn’t very loud but I managed to get the word out.
Gareth’s excitement almost made the whole thing worth it, but it was the way he stopped mid-wiggle and sat up to look down at himself that really made it worth it. “I think I’m starting to see it.”
Bates couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to beam with pride or give him a wicked grin. “You’d be a very cute pup.”
Part of me was glad I wasn’t the only one to see it but another part was frustrated that we couldn’t drop the subject.
I wasn’t built for talking about things like puppy play with Gareth.
“Do you think I’d be a cute pup?” As I hid against Bates’s shoulder again, Gareth got even more pushy. “That’s my first question. I get three.”
God, it was like dealing with Brady when we’d bribed him with candy to do his chores.
