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But I could understand what he needed and I could make him fly.
And I could also figure out when his legs weren’t going to hold him up much longer.
Yep, I was a genius and laid him back in the swing before they turned into rubber, but it was probably a close call. It was a good one, though, because as soon as his body realized it didn’t have to stay upright any longer, he was gone.
Flying high, he made sweet, needy sounds as I lifted his legs and continued to decorate his beautiful body. I loved the way his splayed legs invited me in, but the briefs kept the view from being too intimate to share with those around us.
For me, at least.
Shelby was one hundred percent focused on being restrained and owned and getting to come, and I didn’t think he’d care at all about what anyone saw as long as they didn’t make him feel bad about himself.
But no one here would do that and no pictures would end up inappropriate places online, so there was nothing for him to be concerned about and he knew it.
He also knew I’d do whatever it took to protect him.
So my boy flew, dick achingly hard as the rest of him melted as the tension he’d been carrying faded away. He was strong and capable and could carry any load for as long as it took, but he didn’t have to any longer.
He had me to help…now that I’d stopped being stubborn.
Or had at least aimed that stubbornness in a more productive direction by using it to tie my boy up in a beautiful blue web.
And it was beautiful, but by the time I had his legs braced wide and open, I knew it was time to shift the scene.
Shelby’s goal was an orgasm and we were only about halfway there.
So as he floated, I reached for the crop that I’d picked out to drive him crazy and help him live out the fantasies he’d only read about. The first flicks to his nipples got low moans as his brain couldn’t decide how to process the new sensations.
And it probably couldn’t decide if he wanted to continue to float or throw himself into an orgasm.
He was thoroughly enjoying flying, but we both knew how much he wanted to come. I took it slow, though, teasing his nipples with soft caresses and swats that were just painful enough to send sparks through my Shelby boy.
By the time his nipples were puffy and begging to be pinched and his thighs were pink and framing the briefs perfectly, his moans were desperate and his body was shaking.
That didn’t mean his brain seemed to know what was happening, though.
His gaze was foggy and it seemed like reality was still far away as he fought against the ropes binding him even though we both knew he couldn’t escape. It seemed to be more about the pressure and feeling the ropes against his skin than actually getting out of the restraints, so I let the pleasure and desperation keep building as I trailed the end of the crop over his technically still-hidden cock and slicked hole.
The nearly see-through fabric wasn’t hiding much, especially with the wet spot over the head of his erection and lower between his legs. But something about the way it was barelyconcealed made it all even more erotic and made dragging out the scene even more fun.
But Shelby’s desire would only last so long until it went from sexy to insane, so as he shivered again, I eased down the front of the briefs and let his cock spring out. It was angry looking, desperate to come, and sexy as fuck.
And it only took one tiny swat of the crop to have him screaming out his orgasm.
He read the best research material…and he had an amazing Dom with a great memory for details, so as he cried out and shook, I wrapped my hand around his erection and jerked him off until his exhausted body went limp again.
Yep…best Dom ever.
Chapter 7
Shelby
I owed that author a thank-you note.
The first thoughts that ran through my head were confusing and fuzzy, but it only took a moment to realize I was in the sex hammock after orgasming my brains out.
I like swinging.
“I’m glad.” Not-Henry’s voice was warm and had a hint of laughter in it that made me smile. “Tell me what color you are.”
