Page 13 of Eddie (Romance & Revolutions #7)

Eddie

All it took was looking at the cuffs to turn his brain to mush. “I…I think…”

When he paused, I wrapped the first cuff around one wrist and continued with the other. By the time I got the second one on, he let out a deep breath and smiled as he rotated his hand. “They’re so pretty.”

“You’re so pretty.” And so naked and so needy already. “Kneel for me, Shelby boy.”

It took a few seconds for the order to get through to him. He wasn’t deliberately disobeying but he had to blink a few times and clear his cache before he could continue. “Yes, Sir.”

After another few seconds where he just stared down the front of his body like he wasn’t sure how he’d ended up naked, he blinked again and slowly sank down to the floor.

It was amazingly graceful for a sub who’d never done it before, but my favorite part was his trust and submission as he looked up at me.

“Beautiful, Shelby boy.” Stroking his cheek, I didn’t let myself get distracted as I reached back down into the bag and pulled out his collar. “Let’s finish getting you ready, though.”

“Oh.” He sat straighter, like he had a lightbulb moment and finally realized what was going on. “Thank you, Sir.”

“You’re welcome, Shelby boy.” The last few brain cells he had working shut down completely as I wrapped the collar around his throat again. Just the feel of it against his skin was enough to have him sighing and his eyelids half closing. “That’s right. I’ve got my sweet boy.”

When it was in place, I took a moment to marvel at how he looked and how sexy his headspace was as he felt the weight of it around his neck. “My sexy boy.”

He made a soft sound, almost a moan, but there was a question to it as he looked up at me. Shelby wasn’t actually getting any words out, though, no matter what he seemed to think was happening. “You’re going to stand up carefully now and I’m going to take you to the bedroom.”

I hadn’t been kidding when I’d said I knew every inch of his apartment.

I’d helped him find the place a few years ago, but he hadn’t seemed to connect the dots on that one yet.

But it was helpful even if the place was small and it let me take him right to the bedroom without looking like I didn’t belong in his space.

Not that Shelby seemed to be thinking about that at all.

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.”

Things turned 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.”

With that sentence out, Shelby sighed like he was exhausted and climbed on the bed, flashing his sexy ass at me. “I’m so glad you can take good care of me.”

Since most people in his life hadn’t taken care of him at all, I could understand what he meant and why it probably felt so good.

“I will.” But sometimes he was going to have me fighting the urge to smile, like with the dramatic way he stretched out on his back and raised his hands toward the headboard. “Good boy.”

“It came with hooks because you think of everything.” Smiling, he closed his eyes and went full pillow princess as he relaxed completely. “I get the best stuff when you help. Good cookies. A sex bed. A club. New friends. A soft rug.”

Clearly I was a good online shopper.

“You’re a very good boy when you let me help, so I like rewarding you.” And at the moment, that meant tying him up and fucking his brains out. “And you’re going to be my good helper, aren’t you?”

As he nodded, his legs spread and he lifted his knees, making it clear how he was going to help me…well…how we were going to help each other.

Since he was right about that, I let him hear the desire in my voice as I started stripping off my own clothes. “My sexy good helper.”

That got another pleased sound from him, but it took a few more seconds before he realized what I was doing and his eyes peeked open again. “Oh.”

Taking in every inch of me without any reservations, he trailed his gaze over me and smiled. “You’re going to have a beautiful knot.”

Adorable…and it seemed like he was actually seeing me this time.

“It’s going to tie you to me, isn’t it, Shelby boy?” His slow nod made me smile, but I loved the sexy way he licked his lips. “And I’m going to keep you knotted and helpless for as long as I can.”

That had his gaze going soft and fuzzy as he tried to reach for me. “No.”

The firm order had a shiver going through him and his cock twitched as he quickly put his arms back in place again. “Good boy.”

He liked being a good boy…especially since it was going to get him what he wanted.

But before he could find a verbal response, I climbed up on the bed and straddled his torso.

The unexpected move that pinned him to the bed put my dick within temptation’s distance and completely sidetracked whatever he’d been going to say. “Oh.”

The breathy sound was all that got out as I quickly attached the cuffs to the hooks I had installed when I’d made it clear which bed he needed to buy. “Yes, that looks just as good as I knew it would.”

Shelby made a soft, pleased sound and managed to look away from my cock to smile up at me. “Really?”

Sliding down his body and pushing his legs apart so I could stretch out between them, I nodded and gave him another gentle kiss. “Yes. I knew you’d look sexy like this and I hoped one day I’d be the Dom to show you how good it was going to be.”

And now I’d be the only one to show him how good it was going to be.

“You’ll…” Shelby cut off whatever he was going to say and pouted. “I don’t know if I can ask for what I want.”

He was insane, so I knew what he wanted.

Pictures.

He was wonderfully impulsive and made the most interesting bad decisions, but luckily for him, he had his Dom to help with that going forward.

“One month, Shelby boy. One month and then you can ask. You need to see that I’m not going anywhere and that I’m claiming you as mine.” My boy. My partner. My mate. “One month.”

His adorable pout made me fight to keep a straight face and it got even harder when he sighed and nodded. “Yes, Sir. You’re taking good care of me.”

“That’s right.” Even if he didn’t appreciate it in the moment. “I’m going to take good care of you no matter what.”