His Human (The New Neighbors #2) - M.A. Innes Page 0,13

hide my ragged state. He just stared at us, licking his lips and swallowing hard. “I…are you enjoying your dinner?”

Nodding stupidly, I waved a hand between Maverick and myself. “It’s incredible.”

We both knew I wasn’t talking about the food, so he let out an almost inaudible moan. “I… Please let me know if there is anything I can do.”

Maverick looked up at Nolan as he started playing with my dick and smiled. “I think we may need more napkins at some point, Nolan.”

Our aroused and somewhat stunned waiter just nodded and wandered off with his impressive bulge leading the way.

Whatever he was imagining was nothing compared to reality and what was probably still to come.

Maverick

Finding humans who enjoyed public displays of control and affection had not been as easy as the BDSM dating manuals had indicated. However, I was proud that I had captured the attention of the perfect human. For a species who enjoyed so many interesting forms of touch and ownership, they were surprisingly easy to startle.

Chapter 5

Trip

“Human dating manuals say that asking for coffee is a respectable way to gain access to a date’s home so the evening may be extended. But I do not need a stimulant, little human.” Maverick’s intentions would’ve been easier to decipher if he’d stopped caressing my ass as we walked across the parking lot, but that didn’t seem to be in his plans.

“Coffee…oh, coffee.” Shaking my head, I tried to clear it. “I don’t need you to make up excuses. I just want you to be yourself and tell me what you want. Don’t worry about the manuals.”

That would be a lot easier in the long run.

“I trust you will do the same?” Again, his wandering tentacle made it hard to think.

“Same? Yes, I’ll be honest too.” Especially if it got me what I wanted.

“Then shall we continue our evening at your home?” As we got to my car, he stopped, but his tentacle didn’t. “Most texts on human sexuality say that after a spanking and orgasms you will need an extended rest. I would rather that you were not operating such a dangerous vehicle under those circumstances.”

Huh?

I must have stood there for too long because a smaller tentacle came up and stroked my face. “Little human?”

The sensation sent a shiver through me and didn’t help my ability to think any, so it took me another few seconds to process what he’d said. “Yes, I…yes, being at my house would be the best.”

Spankings and orgasms and spankings and orgasms…I was getting a spanking.

“Very good.” His tentacle trailed down my chest and stroked possessively over my cock. “In these types of relationships, establishing boundaries and rules is necessary. Your pleasure belongs to your Master, little human. That shall be our first rule of your submission.”

I was just standing there like an idiot, nodding, so he probably thought he needed to clarify things. “Regulating your pleasure and the sensations related to orgasms is a common role for the dominant in your control-based relationships. It is my duty to guard them and to decide when they shall be allowed.”

I was going to come again if he kept saying shit like that.

He was going to guard my orgasms like some kind of old-fashioned knight.

How hot was that?

“Yes, Sir.” I swallowed and tried to find a reasonable response. “I shouldn’t have come. You’re right.”

“If you had asked to obtain an orgasm, I would have granted the request as it is our first date. But allowing leniency in these matters once you have already misbehaved will set a bad example.” The confident, firm way he answered made my dick even harder.

He might have ruined my orgasm perfectly earlier, but my dick didn’t seem to know that getting hard was useless.

“I understand.” I had to force myself to find the words. Scents alone probably weren’t enough to get me what I needed. “I want to learn my lesson.”

Please let him understand that learning my lesson also meant getting a full orgasm at some point tonight.

But the idea that he might spank me and then decide not to let me come was just as erotic. However, I had a feeling telling him that would just lead to not getting an orgasm. Giving me what he thought I wanted and needed seemed to be my new Dom’s priority.

The way he started caressing over my dick, though, said at the very least he understood how arousing the conversation was.

How thorough had his research been?

“We shall drive to your home, and then