The rush that went through Kennedy had him clenching around me as he moaned. “Oh…I…You’re going to spank me, Master.”
Sucking in a breath and tightening his muscles around me, Kennedy huffed and pouted. “Mr. Jasper, he’s…he’s going tospank my bottom too and my cock if I’ve been a very good boy. It’s…it’s one of my favorite things on my list.”
Reward time for my adorable slut.
Giving his prostate a nice, firm nudge got a happy moan from Kennedy, but his words were wound up and just kept coming as I rubbed the gland. “Oh, Mr. Jasper. He’s…Master’s making it feel so good.”
Rewarding his sexy as fuck sharing, I found the top of his prostate and made gimme fingers to tug at it just enough to send waves of pleasure through him.
Kennedy’s beautiful moan said he appreciated the attention too. “I love…I love my button but my friend Francis says buttons aren’t the best. He’s crazy, though. And cranky. Buttons are amazing and Master is so good to mine.”
Kennedy’s rambling was cut off by another moan as I started fucking him with my fingers, nailing his prostate with each thrust. “He’s going to spank me too. That’s so much fun and it sends sparks through me and he makes me…oh…he did it.”
Shaking as my hand came down on one cheek, Kennedy clenched around me and shivered as he rode out the sensations he loved coursing through him. “Did you hear? He spanked me. On my bottom. That’s such a good word.”
Kennedy could’ve kept going on his lecture about how good the word bottom was, but I’d promised him another spank in an even better place.
His cock.
“Oh, my…that’s…I’m going to…Oh, Master.” One light smack had him shaking but two sent him flying. “Mr. Jasper…he…he did it…”
Yes…I’d done it.
Chapter 18
Kennedy
Had he said I could come?
Had he said I couldn’t come?
Had he said I could move?
No.
Hmm.
“Thank you, Master.” Yes, that was a very good response to the best orgasm ever and it would make Mr. Jasper think I was a very good boy.
Because I was.
I just might’ve been a good boy who’d come too soon.
But since Master’s fingers were still in my ass and I hadn’t moved, I was pretty sure that counted toward good boy points.
“You’re welcome, slut.” He sounded aroused and pleased, so I took that as a good thing too. “But we’ll see if you thank me once I fuck you hard and make you come again…and then fill you with my cum.”
Oh.
That seemed to be a catch I hadn’t thought of.
“I…I like getting orgasms from you, Master.” Hopefully. “I’ll always thank you for taking care of me?”
Oops.
That’d sounded like a question.
Master’s chuckle said he’d heard it too. “Oh, such a good boy.”
