The Bad Boy BxB

Puppy Playtime (12)

"KK, I've got to go out for a few hours. Are you going to be okay alone with Molly?"

"Of course!" I exclaimed gladly at the stupid question. "See you later, daddy. Have fun."

"Bye, KK. Call me if you need me."

"I will. Bye, dad," I said, trying my absolute hardest to not to sound like I wanted him gone. I love my daddy, but I was excited to see Caleb and give him some apology tickles. 

"Morning, Caleb," I sang into the phone when he picked up.

"The hell do you want?" He snapped. I felt bad right away, but today was about making it up to him. 

"I've been wondering. Do you like dogs?"

"You called me just to ask me that?" He scoffed. 

"Of course that isn't the only reason, silly," I answered. "Just tell me. Do you like them?"

"Yeah, I... I guess so." 

"Perfect! Well, I've got to go, but I'll see you, soon."

"Hey, wait for a second! I'm not-"

BEEP!

Whoops, too late, I thought to myself as I packed up my things. 

"Oh, my god, that is just the cutest thing," Caleb drooled as he fell to the floor to show my adorable, white with black and brown patched friend as soon as he opened the door.

"That's Molly," I smiled, pretending I wasn't absolutely shocked at how he was fawning over a puppy, no matter how absolutely adorable she is.

"Hi, Molly," he sang, letting her give him a quick kiss on the mouth.

I tried not to squeal at the sight. I finally understand the interest girls have in guys holding puppies. 

"Let's take this to the bedroom," I 'suggested' before my crush could get more comfortable with my best friend.

He didn't seem to mind so much, right now. I think bringing Molly was a good idea. He picked her up and trodded along behind me, nearly making me jealous of her.

I got him to put her down - he chose to leave her on the bed - and asked him to take off his top. He was quite reluctant but he did listen, eventually. After I convinced him that I would be merciful.

I very much enjoyed the process of tying up my dear sweet Caleb, today. More so than other days. I wasn't sure what about it was so sexy, today. I loved it. Oh, if I could only have my way, now... There's so much I would do to him and that sexy body of his...

"You're staring, again," he told me awkwardly, turning his head away.

"Sorry," I laughed, snapping out of my trance. I set my bag down on the bed and opened it up, rooting around through it to find a certain tool for his gorgeous, smooth flesh.

"What is that? What are you getting?" Caleb asked, nervous.

"Nothing," I dismissed, squirting some scented massage oil into the palm of my hand.

"I can smell that," he told me, taking a deep whiff. "Oil?" He shuddered.

"Bingo," I answered, finding a position to start massaging the oil on his already sensitive torso.

"There we go," I sighed as my fingers reluctantly left his glistening body when I had thoroughly oiled him up. I adored this simple massage. I loved to touch his body like that. God, he is so ticklish... He was giggling away for almost the entire massage. It was absolutely adorable. Though, it was time for it to end. It was time for the fun to really start. It was time for: "Molly, tickle!"