Page 39 of Eddie
No, my boy was nearly floating and I had my hands full steering him around anything he could run into.
“Do you…” When we walked into his room, he paused and frowned as he tried to get real thoughts together.
I wasn’t sure what was so important, but I waited as he worked to gather up his roaming brain cells.
“Do you like the color?”
The color on the walls?
Having my own lightbulb moment, I nodded. “Yes, you did a good job picking it out.”
The management company had about five different colors tenants could choose from and Shelby had struggled to pick one even though he’d known he wanted anything other than white walls.
“We.” Blinking, he took a breath and looked like a cartoon character who was ready to shake sense back into himself. “We picked it out. You…you helped.”
“Yes.” Giving him a quick peck, I shrugged. “You needed help and I liked the idea of a color I helped you pick out going up in your bedroom.”
For whatever reason, that was what made Shelby blush and wiggle shyly. “I liked knowing you’d helped. It was…”
“Romantic.” Filling in the blank for him had his face going even redder but it was adorably sexy, and it was nice to finally have another working example of romance that he liked. “That was why you wore my favorite jeans too. You were being romantic for me.”
Cheeks still flushed, Shelby nodded. “You’re important to me.”
“You make me feel important.” Cupping his cheek, I gently stroked it with my thumb. “Every time you let me watch over you or help you…it makes me feel special, so thank you.”
We might not have traditional romance, or whatever clusterfuck mess Shelby imagined when someone said romance, but I could make my boy melt and that was what mattered.
He gave me a sweet nod before nuzzling against me and letting his lids droop again. “We both…we both get to be special in different ways.”
“That’s right.” With his brain turning off again, I inched us closer to the bed and loved that the slats at the headboard were as perfect as I’d imagined. “And right now, how am I going to show my boy how special he is?”
Shelby bounced between wanting to blush again and wanting to giggle, but after a deep breath and a few more steps, he sighed sweetly. “You’re going to tie me up.”
“That’s right.” And to him that was the most amazing thing in the world, but I knew I could make it better. “And then I’m going to use you to make myself come.”
Yep, I was officially the best Dom ever.
“I’m so glad.” He kissed my cheek before glancing over at the bed and losing a bit more of his brains again. “Yes…very glad…”
And he was also very glad I was going to enjoy myself enough that I’d do it again with him.
I wasn’t sure if it was a trust issue or not, but I knew we’d work through it over time. Just because he knew online me would keep my word didn’t mean he realized in-person me was just as serious about it.
I was thinking it’d take at least a week of consistent follow-through and restrained orgasms before it hit home to him.
“You’re going to make me very happy, Shelby boy.” And then he’d start believing that I’d keep coming back to restrain him and watch over him. “Now lie down for me. I want to see you helpless and tied up for me.”
That got me another romantic sigh that had me fighting not to smile. “Yes, Sir.”
But just because he agreed with the plan didn’t mean we were going to get there quickly. Little, slightly wobbly steps got even slower as he looked around and frowned again. “I think…”
No, he really wasn’t.
He was trying, though, and it took him a few seconds and one more painfully slow step to figure out what he’d been trying to say. “There we go.”
Some of the blanks were filled in when he stopped by the small dresser he’d picked up at a thrift store that doubled as his nightstand. “I have things for you, Sir.”
Thingsturned out to be lengths of silky fabric, more restraints, and his latest test results. “I figured you’d already seen these since the club needed them, but it seemed polite to make sure.”
