I’ll give you some privacy…to finish your meal.” Nolan might have been tripping over his words, but he was clearly trying to decide how to respond without offending anyone.
Maverick shrugged and gave Nolan a relaxed smile. “We do not mind an audience.”
Understatement of the year.
Nolan was stuck just staring around the table. I wasn’t sure I would have been able to come up with a good response either. Cameron certainly wasn’t helpful. He probably looked gruff to Nolan, but the way he was giggling made it clear he wasn’t the Dom in their relationship.
I was just doing my best to keep up with the conversation and not orgasm, so I wasn’t much of a help either. But our previous interactions must’ve convinced him we weren’t fucking with him or going to jump him because he nodded slowly and didn’t run screaming from the table.
Having an audience either gave Maverick a charge or he liked my reactions to the whole thing because he looked at me and shook his head like I’d been naughty. “You are very loud, my little human.”
Then he glanced over at Nolan and gave him an apologetic look. “Please be assured that he will be punished later for disturbing your customers.”
Obviously, the aim was to make me come right there in the restaurant so he could punish me for that too.
Nolan made a low, needy sound and had to swallow several times before he could get words out. When he managed them, they were quiet and filled with desire. “Do you have to punish him?”
The poor kid was too sweet. He was going to accidentally talk Maverick out of punishing me if I wasn’t careful.
Thankfully, Maverick didn’t let him worry too much.
“Do not fear, Nolan, my little human loves being punished with pain. He would be more upset if I denied him the sensations.” Maverick was trying to make him feel better about the threats, but the answer seemed to melt Nolan’s brain.
“He does?” He swallowed, his wide eyes back to following every touch he could catch a glimpse of.
“Oh yes.” To prove his point, Maverick used his tentacle to spank my dick.
Before anything could come out of my mouth from the shock and fiery desire, Cameron slapped his hand over my mouth and contained the sound.
When I could think, I sank back against the seat and sighed. “Thanks, man.”
Helpful friends were so important.
Little bolts of pleasure were running through me, almost like aftershocks, but I hadn’t come yet. It just made the needy ache inside of me build even more, and I started to crave the flash of electricity he’d shot into me before.
Maverick was worried about hurting me, so he wouldn’t do it often, but it’d been days since he’d done it. Humping myself against his tentacle, I whispered softly. “Master, can I have the lightning later? Please?”
Nolan’s mouth dropped open again.
I thought it was over my behavior in general, not that I cared at that point, but Cameron spoke up. “Looking at the regular sites online won’t help figure that one out, but try the porn sites with mixed couples.”
Oh, maybe I hadn’t been as quiet as I thought I had.
Cameron sighed and poked George for some reason.
George chuckled. “Human police frown on public pleasures.”
Maverick huffed like George had taken away his favorite toy. “You are correct.”
I wasn’t sure if I was relieved or wanted to scream when his tentacles moved away from my groin. For a moment I thought about squeezing down on the plug and seeing if I could give myself an orgasm that way, but that idea quickly faded. I liked being his good little human most of the time.
If I was going to be punished, it wasn’t going to be for giving myself a half-assed orgasm.
“Got it.” Nolan’s soft voice had me turning back to him and trying to find brain cells.
“Sorry.” I wasn’t sure which outrageous thing I was apologizing for, but he shook his head before I could figure it out.
“No, don’t be.” He straightened and seemed to be trying to force a smile. “You’ve been helping me figure a few things out. Thank you.”
Thanks for helping him figure things out or thanks for nearly having a porn shoot at one of his tables?
“No problem, man. Any time you have questions, give me a call.” I looked over at Cameron. “Do you have one of our cards? Maverick dressed me and I don’t even think I have a wallet on me.”
Nolan was watching us curiously as Cameron laughed,