Page 7 of Eddie (Romance & Revolutions #7)

Eddie

I thought he couldn’t get any sexier when I’d realized what underwear he’d put on for me, but watching his eyes glaze over and his brain shut down as soon as the cuffs went on took it to the next level.

And then the collar…oh yes…he was perfection.

Brushing my lips against his one more time, I let him see the possession I was feeling on my face. He knew what he was seeing and shivered again, leaning into me as his brain shut down even more. “I…yes…”

Whatever he thought he’d said seemed to be related to agreeing with me, so I nodded and rested my hand on the back of his neck. “Yes, you belong to me. I’m going to tie you up and show you off. Then you’re going to get to come and I’m going to take care of you.”

Shelby seemed to be working hard to gather up his wandering brain cells, so I waited to see what he would say. It took longer than he seemed to realize but after a few moments, he nodded. “And then…and then I’m going to take care of you.”

He was insistent on that.

“Yes, you will.” I knew I’d lost the battle on that one, so I was going to have to figure out ways he could focus on me. “Then I’m going to take you out on a date.”

A smile ghosted his lips and he blinked a few times. “I can’t wait to date you but I’m really glad you’re going to make me come.”

I’d let my boy get entirely too touch starved trying to behave myself and give him space, but I wasn’t going to let it get to this point ever again. “You’re going to spend a lot of time tied up in the future.”

His smile widened like I’d said the sweetest thing he’d ever heard. “You’re really good to me.”

It was possible I was starting to understand why Silas had been so concerned but that didn’t mean I was going to change anything about our relationship. “Because you’re special to me.”

“You’re my Henry the Hacker and you take care of me.” The mix of matter-of-fact and romance in Shelby’s tone said he wasn’t questioning my sincerity or his place in my life. “I like being special to you.”

Kissing his forehead, I stroked my hand down his cheek, loving the way he nuzzled at it. “Is my special Shelby boy ready to get tied up?”

He nodded without hesitation, but after a second, he blinked and took a deep breath. “And then…and then you’re going to clean me up and we’ll meet people.”

“Yes.” Because he’d felt entirely too isolated lately and he needed to meet people who he’d feel comfortable around. “And tonight, after dinner we’re going to sit down and figure out when we want to come back.”

Unless something went wrong, I knew Shelby was going to want to come back, so I wasn’t surprised when he giggled. “You already know my calendar.”

“Yes.” Because I managed it for him. Somehow important dates like doctors’ appointments never made it to his online calendar, so I handled that. He seemed to think random slips of paper around his apartment counted as an organizational method.

It didn’t.

Smiling like he thought I was cute, Shelby wiggled excitedly and looked like he was going to throw himself at me. “You take good care of me.”

“Because?” I waited, raising one eyebrow as I positioned his arms behind his back, crossing them at the wrist.

“Because I’m special.” He was also smart because he stayed in place as I cleaned up our mess and put it in one of the lockers.

“That’s right.” When we were ready, I gave him another kiss and gently placed my hand over his. “Just like this. I’m not going to restrain your hands completely because I want you to be able to catch yourself if you fall, but you’re going to pretend they’re locked together.”

Shelby’s muscles tightened and I could see the rush of pleasure the fantasy sent through him. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good boy.” Kissing his cheek, I tightened my hold on his hands. “If you’re a good boy tonight, we’ll have our second date at your place and I’ll restrain you the entire time. There are all kinds of cuffs and harnesses that will make it so you can’t move unless I help you.”

His quiet moan said he thought that was the perfect date, but the way he rocked his hips forward to try to get attention to his erection made his feelings abundantly clear. “I…I couldn’t move at all?”

“No, Shelby boy.” Stroking my free hand over his chest, I teased his nipples and smiled as he whined for more. “Hands and arms restrained and I’ll even attach the spreader bar between your legs so you can’t walk without my help.”

His legs wobbled and his eyes nearly rolled back in his head as the fantasy hit him. “I…I think my legs…”

“You’re right. We’ll save a thorough explanation of that date for when you’re sitting down.” He wasn’t the greatest multi-tasker, so we weren’t going to push our luck on safety. “Don’t worry. I have it all planned out and you don’t have to make any decisions.”

I was just going to show up and restrain him for the evening and he wouldn’t have to do anything.

He wouldn’t be allowed to do anything.

It had another shower of pleasure flooding through Shelby, earning a sweet smile and a jerk from his cock where it did it’s best to try to escape his briefs. “Thank you, Sir.”

“You’re welcome, Shelby boy.” Taking time for one more cheek kiss, I paused the date plan explanation and started us out toward the main room again.

Shelby did good walking for several moments, but as soon as people could see him, his brain took a vacation again. His steps slowed and he gently tugged on my hand like he was testing my hold. I knew it wasn’t to try to escape, though.

No. It was turning him on more.

So I was a good Dom and tightened my grip again, tugging on his arms just enough to let him feel my control. It was subtle enough that I didn’t think anyone realized what was going on, but it was enough of a shift that Shelby’s desire fried a bit more of his brain.

His wobbly legs and lack of blood to his head would’ve been a problem if he had to walk far, but we made it safely to the back of the building before his floating got too strong. I wouldn’t have wanted to push my luck any further, though.

And I was very glad that I’d organized everything before he’d arrived.

With the ropes laid out, a knife to quickly release him, and the swing in position, all I had to do was lead him up onto the small platform and we were ready to go.

It wasn’t technically a demo or a scene I had any intention of narrating, so I ignored our growing audience and focused completely on Shelby boy.

“Remember. What happens if you’re naughty?” Making him think was probably mean, but I wanted to give the people watching a frame of reference for our relationship. The last thing I wanted was for someone to interrupt because they didn’t understand us or thought something was off.

That was one of the possible downsides of most people not knowing either of us. But Shelby’s dramatic sigh and fog-clearing head shake had smiles popping up around us. “Romance. Slow. I’ll be good. I promise.”

And they got it.

With that out of the way, I ignored the strangers, and Austin, who seemed to think he was being discreet at the back of the crowd.

He was never discreet, but Shelby was facing away from him, so I wasn’t worried about distractions. “That’s right, Shelby boy. Romance.”

It was clearly a wicked word judging by his groan, but it didn’t bring him out of his headspace too far. His adorable pout said he wasn’t thinking clearly or he’d have been a bit more worried about the people around us. “I’m not the romantic type but I’m going to be good. I just. I’ll.”

“You’re going to follow instructions and relax while I restrain you.” The orders were beyond simple but got another dramatic huff from Shelby. I raised one eyebrow as I started moving around the platform to double-check that everything was ready. “Are sound effects polite?”

“Sometimes?” Shelby lost focus as his slightly distracted gaze moved to the rope I was running through my fingers. “I…I should moan to let you know you’re doing a good job.”

He was right and adorable.

“Oh, was that sound I just heard a moan?” As I finished checking the rope, I gave Shelby a stern look that had his body jerking like he’d needed to stop himself from reaching for his dick.

“No, Sir.” Blinking at me, Shelby lost his thoughts again as I came closer with the rope. It looked like his entire world focused down to just the platform under his feet and the rope I was slowly jerking off. “No…I…”

He seemed to understand he was supposed to say something but his brain couldn’t fill in the blanks and just stopped.

That was alright with me, though, because we were done with the thinking part of our visit. It was a good decision on my part because the first time the end of the rope caressed over one nipple it had his head falling back and his entire body tried to force him to come.

Thankfully for my naughty boy, it was going to take a bit of attention to his cock before that could happen. So I just made a tsking sound and shook my head as I repositioned his arms and started the slow process of restraining him.

It was a beautiful art form but I still couldn’t understand why someone else hadn’t learned to do it for him. Yes, needing to be restrained for him to have his best orgasms wasn’t the most conventional thing I’d run into, but it wasn’t the weirdest thing I’d ever heard of.

People did a lot more difficult things to make partners happy…shit…Silas learned to tolerate rich insanity because he loved Austin.

I’d just learned to wrap my sexy boy up like a spidery present.

Yep…rocket science it wasn’t.

But it was beautiful and it made Shelby very happy because even before I’d finished his torso, he was smiling and floating and the front of his briefs had a wet spot that was growing more obvious by the minute.

Still, I took my time getting it right and letting his body soak up all the trapped pleasure that he seemed to love so much…that he seemed to need.

It was like breathing to him and he’d only been getting enough oxygen to live but never relax. I was finally releasing the floodgates for him, though, and it filled every cell as he road high on the sensations I wasn’t sure I’d ever feel myself.

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 barely concealed 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.