“Very true.” Kennedy’s fingers had reached my dick, but it was more like he was using me as a fidget toy and less like he was cleaning me. “You go into the store to buy a drink and a nicely outlined erection might cause problems, but well-fitting pants just make people drool at the very least.”
Chuckling, I nodded. “A man with a great ass gets attention from men and women. Straight or gay. Old or young. Penises, well, appreciating them is more situationally dependent.”
“That’s a good point too.” Kennedy’s eyes finally looked up so his gaze met mine. “I’m going to concede defeat for the moment, but we’re going to come back to this when I’ve had more time to think about it.”
“That’s a wonderful plan.” And it’d probably come up at the most fascinating time too.
It might’ve made me a bad person…or just a dick of a Dom…but part of me wanted to make sure we were hanging out with Francis when it came up again.
Yep, I was a dick but it would be funny.
Chapter 12
Kennedy
“What time do we need to make sure we set the alarm for tomorrow?” Halfway through the movie probably wasn’t the best time to have the conversation, but it’d popped into my head, so I had to make sure there wasn’t anything to overthink. “You said you work from home but I don’t remember what time you said you started.”
And I wasn’t sure I really understood what a data analyst did.
The only thing I knew was that he looked at a lot of spreadsheets and he spent all day by himself. It sounded horrendously boring and I kind of felt sorry for him, but it also made me understand a bit more why I didn’t drive him up the walls.
“As long as I’m at my desk by nine, then I’m good.” Kissing my head, Anson reached over and dragged me onto his lap, not looking at the TV at all. “I should ask you the same thing. What time do you need to leave for work tomorrow and what time do you want me out of the house? Those can be two different times, so don’t worry about offending me.”
There was no way I could promise that, so I just ignored it.
“I need to leave by seven thirty. I know that’s early but—”
Anson interrupted, shaking his head. “That’s not too early. Most of the time I get up and go for a run or to the gym first thing, so I don’t usually sleep in.”
Well, that was one less thing to overthink.
“Okay, good.” Curling into him, I snuggled down so I could rest my head on his shoulder. “I usually set my alarm for six thirty. Is that good for you? I don’t need you to leave the house before I leave as long as you don’t find it offensive that I’m getting ready and not giving you enough attention.”
I was not the biggest attention whore I’d ever met, no matter what other people seemed to think.
Anson scoffed and I could feel him shaking his head. “Some people are morons.”
Agreed.
“I’m glad we have a plan.” We could’ve gone back to watching the movie, but kissing his neck sounded like a better idea. “When he checked his watch…the movie guy…I realized I didn’t know what we were doing tomorrow.”
I’d been too focused on the fact that there was a tomorrow and not enough about the logistics of it.
“Makes perfect sense.” Anson’s hands started slowly caressing my thigh. “I saw him turn around right after the watch part and I saw his ass. Then I thought yours looked better. But you asked me a logical question before my fantasies could get too involved.”
“You’re the Dom here. I think your focus on dirty things is supposed to be better than that.” My response had Anson trying not to laugh.
“Hmm, is that how you should be talking to the Dom who’s going to fuck you hard in just a few minutes?” His question had me kissing his neck to make up for it…but he just hummed. “Not sure that’s going to help, and don’t think I missed how long you were gone before the movie started.”
Snickering, I nodded against his neck. “I believe in preparing for wonderful things and hoping for the best.”
Barking out a laugh, Anson hugged me tight. “I’m going to remember that.”
Hoping that would lead to fabulous fun in the future, I tried not to laugh. “You’re very smart. I believe you can do it.”
His chest jerked but he managed not to laugh out loud that time. “Praise will definitely get you fucked into the mattress, even if it’s the teasing kind.”
Yay!
