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That would be a problem.
“Yours is lovely, so we don’t want to do that to you.” My compliment had Austin wiggling on his heels and doing a twirl.“That really is a lovely color on you and highlights your erection perfectly.”
Not everyone could pull it off but Austin looked beautiful.
“You and I are going to have a chat later this week.” Waving his hands at me, Austin’s expression made it seem like he’d solved world peace. “I have some ideas but I’ll let you get back to getting untied and cuddled. Your…well…someone here is getting impatient.”
Just a bit.
Not-Henry’s eyebrow was nearly at his hairline and he was one grumble away from shooing Austin away like he was a pretty pink bug.
“Thank you for coming over. It was nice to meet you.” And I hadn’t been wearing my jeans, so I looked presentable to meet him.
It took another few moments for Austin to actually wrap up his goodbyes and leave, but by then, Not-Henry’s frown came back. It wasn’t directed at me, so as he crouched down in front of my swing and studied his work, it softened a bit. “I’m ready to cuddle you and give you attention.”
“I’m ready to let you cuddle me.” He could even be romantic if he wanted to because I felt amazing. “I knew you would tie me up really well.”
Oh, that smile.
Yeah, I belonged to Not-Henry and not even Austin Johnson could take me away from him.
Chapter 8
Eddie
“I…” Shelby blinked as I tipped his head back under the spray of the shower. “I feel really good, Not-Henry.”
And possibly slightly punch drunk…or the BDSM equivalent.
“I’m glad.” I felt really good too but I was trying to downplay that slightly…it wasn’t working. My dick was still very interested in showing how good I felt, but Shelby wasn’t in the right headspace to have noticed it yet.
Even stripping both of us down to get him cleaned up hadn’t cleared his head, so I was just taking it one odd comment at a time.
“That was one of my biggest goals for the night.” And the fact that I’d been the one to make him feel so good made it even better. “You haven’t been able to relax in a long time.”
I still wasn’t sure why, but after seeing his orgasm firsthand, I wasn’t going to debate the issue.
“It’s…” Whatever Shelby was going to say was interrupted by a moan as I massaged his scalp. “It’s so hard to turn off my brain.”
Ah.
Now that I could understand.
“We’re going to make sure we turn it off on a regular basis.” I liked having a schedule. “And I’m going to thoroughly enjoy figuring out the best ways to help you turn it off.”
Shelby gave a low, pleased hum and shivered. “I like being turned off.”
I couldn’t help chuckling. “And you like being turned on too.”
After a few seconds his brain connected the dots and he gave a quiet giggle. “Yes…you do that really well.”
“So no worries? Regrets?” I didn’t see any in his behavior but I was supposed to touch base after a scene. “At some point you’re going to need to tell me if there was anything you wanted us to change.”
A soft smile spread over his face and he gave a low hum, but he didn’t have any kind of clear response to that. I wasn’t sure if it was a lack of working brain cells or just not having any worries in his head at the moment, but he looked relaxed as he rocked our bodies together and moaned again.
“I…I like the soft and hard thing.” He worked to get the point out in a full sentence without getting interrupted by a moan or sigh, so I took the words seriously.
“You like my dick being hard and yours being soft?” Since he’d brought it up, I rubbed against him and loved the way his body felt against my erection. “Do you like the sensations or is it something else? Something kinkier?”
