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“No.” Not-Henry shrugged. “You’ve made me hard for a while and I always wait until I’m away from my computer to come.”
“You’re really polite. I appreciate that.” Helpful and a gentleman…it wasn’t a combination I’d found a lot…especially when I added in the kinky sex bit. “I also appreciate you bringing me here to the club.”
No matter what happened with his helpful control of my life, I appreciated meeting new people and finding a place where hopefully I’d belong.
“I want you to have fun, so you just need to make sure you tell me what you’re feeling and what would make you happy.” Not-Henry shrugged when I sighed. “That’s nonnegotiable.”
“Fine.” I knew he was serious about that by the stubborn set to his jaw, so it wasn’t worth arguing over when I’d need to do that about more important things later. “I want to orgasm. I want to meet people. I want to not have to make so many decisions. I want to relax. I want both of us to have fun. I will tell you if any of that changes or if I start feeling yucky.”
“Sounds good.” Not-Henry looked down at my bag. “Let’s go put that away and you can show me what other stuff youbrought. That’ll help me decide how naked you’ll get and what we’re doing.”
Really?
“You’re going to decide? I don’t have to?” He was amazing and I found myself kissing his cheek before I realized what I’d done. “Oops. Limits. Was that okay?”
I needed to make sure I asked Not-Henry what his limits were.
“Yes.” Not-Henry looked like he was going to smile but held it back because he was the broody kind of hacker. “You can kiss me or touch me anywhere you’d like.”
That was good to know.
“I’m glad.” I had a tendency to touch people without realizing what I was doing and it made some people nuts. “I’ve been practicing keeping my hands to myself, though. So I can do it if I need to. I’m just comfortable with you, so I’m going to have to think about it.”
“You don’t have to think with me.” Not-Henry gave a half shrug and didn’t seem worried about it. “I’m comfortable with you too.Meet you in person and give you an orgasmcomfortable. So I hope we can both touch without worrying about it.”
Not-Henry really was thoughtful and helpful…I should’ve thought about dating him a lot sooner.
But I hadn’t been sure he was real, so that would’ve held us back anyway.
“We can.” And I was going to get to be tied up and get an orgasm and then get fed. “You just have to remember to let me know your limits and what you need too.”
I’d admit to being a bit slow, but it’d finally occurred to me that his focus was just a bit too much on me.
“You’re important too.” When he looked like he was going to push back on that and be stubborn, I shrugged and tried to mirror his casual frown. “I can’t have my helper frustrated or upset at me. You control too much of my life. You’re just going to have to be reasonable and try to be happy too.”
It would be hard work but he could do it.
He was smart enough to do anything he put his mind to.
“Fine.” Not-Henry didn’t seem pleased but he gave in easily enough that I knew he understood I was right. “We’re both going to communicate and be happy.”
As he led me through the slightly crowded sitting area, he scrunched his face up and looked very adorable in a nerdy and processing kind of way. “I want to tie you up. I want to watch you orgasm. I want to clean you up afterward. That kind of aftercare is important to me. And I want to order dinner for you.”
Because he liked control.
Helpers just seemed to need that.
“Those are all goals we can make happen tonight.” I’d like him ordering for me too, and after he’d made me come, I probably wouldn’t care what he did to me to get me cleaned up. “If I’m supposed to give you limits you might not have already written down then I don’t want anyone else touching me without talking about it first and…and…um…making sure I get to come is the only other important thing I can think about.”
Because it’d been a long time since I had a fabulous orgasm.
“What about something like that scene in the dirty book where the omega pays that rent boy alpha to tie him up?” Not-Henry frowned at me when I sucked in a breath. “That’s not safe to do in real life. There’s no way I’m letting you pay for something like that.”
We both knew I’d pick someone terrible, so I wasn’t surprised at the rule.
“And there isn’t a change jar big enough for you to try to hide that purchase from me.” Not-Henry looked pleased when I nodded in agreement without putting up a fuss. “Good.”
Even with a job I’d never manage to afford that kind of service.
