Page 3 of His Innocent Omega
My eyes traced over his profile picture once more. I might notbe able to see his face, but his hair was a pretty temptation all on its own. And those nipples were screaming my name.
Quickly, I read the long and myriad list of kinks he had marked, both his hard and soft limits. My dick twitched as I read, my chest heaving in anticipation, lust and need. We would definitely play well together. For the most part, our kinks aligned.
Spanking. Submission. Bondage. Marks. No humiliation play. No water sports or scat.Willing and ready to explore more, just ask me. I want to submit to an experienced Dom.
Oh yes, we would definitely play well together.
His age made me bark out a sharp laugh. Twenty-four. Goddess, he was a fucking child compared to me. I could almost hear Jamie’s voice in my head.Who the fuck cares how old he is, Becks? You’re not marrying him. That’s not what this is. Get your dick wet and move on. He’s a fucking adult, for fucks sake.
I clicked on the appropriate icon to let him know I was interested in hooking up if he was. Then I waited, pacing in front of the window as my wolf did the same beneath my skin. If this hookup didn’t happen, I would need to shift and go for a run despite already telling my wolf no. Something to burn off the sexual tension that innocent picture had stirred inside of me.
Gulping the last swallow in my glass, I contemplated whether I wanted to pay the price of what another little bottle would cost me, when my phone dinged with a message notification from Taboo.
187:*wave* Um…Hello. Thank you for your message.
Grinning at his slightly formal tone for a twenty-four-year-old, I could almost hear the shyness in his hesitantresponse in my head. Before I could type a message back, the three little dots appeared then disappeared. Then reappeared. Giving him a minute, I waited patiently.
187:So…um…I’m not sure what the protocol is. In theory I understand it. I just have no practical knowledge or experience.
His word choices were interesting, but I didn’t have time to delve deeper into his sentence structure. Though his repeated use of the word ‘um’ spoke of uncertainty and nervousness. It was clearly time for me to take control of this situation.
AlphaDom:The Ritz-Carlton. Room 1452. Thirty minutes. Don’t be late.
187:Um, all right. Should I bring anything?
AlphaDom:Thirty minutes, boy. If you’re a minute late, I will punish you.
187:Um, ok. I mean, yes, Sir.
AlphaDom:Good boy.
Palming the hard length of my dick, I retrieved the condoms from my suitcase. I hadn’t come prepared for a kinky hookup, but my ties had always worked in a pinch plenty of times for some light bondage play.
Placing theDo Not Disturbsign on the door, I checked my watch and waited for the pretty little sub to arrive.
Chapter Two
Wyatt
What are you doing, what are you doing, Wyatt, what the fuck are you doing?
Biting my bottom lip, I stared at theDo Not Disturbhanging from the door handle of the hotel room. Raising my hand to knock, I dropped it to my side, shaking my arms like I had pins and needles.
Deep breath, you can do this. This is what you want. This is on your list.
I’dneverdone anything like this before.
Which was why I was here, doing whateverthiswas. New life, new me, and all that jazz. I was in the middleof a road trip across the country, to hopefully purchase a brand-new life for myself. One that I had chosen on my own. No parents or academics or government agencies telling me what I was going to study, what project I was going to work on, or who I was going to work for. A life where, for once, I got to make all my own decisions.
I had more letters behind my name than most forty-year-olds could boast. At age twelve I had started my first year of college. I had more certificates, diplomas, and accolades than would fill one wall.
But this–tonight–was just for me. From now on, everything I did, every decision I made, was what I wanted to do.
And you decided Dallas would be the place you would explore your freaking sexual side?my giraffe huffed delicately.
Stop making sex a dirty word!I huffed back, annoyed.We were stopped for the night when I got the notification. And, this alpha is perfect for crossing a few things off my list.
Perfect to get us murdered. And don’t get me started on your damn lists. It’s absolutely ridiculous. Your alpha mother would not approve.My giraffe was such a snob sometimes.
