Page 9 of Eddie (Romance & Revolutions #7)

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?”

His only response at first was to sigh happily and rock against me again, but after a few moments, he closed his eyes and let out a breath. “Yes.”

Okay.

Hoping it was just a slow processor speed trying to play catch-up to reality, I waited and massaged his head as he rubbed himself against me.

It took longer than he realized, but after a while, I was rewarded for my patience.

“It’s a nice feeling but I think…I think it might be kinky too. I didn’t know that was a thing.”

“There are lots of things.” Some we just didn’t have names for yet. “I haven’t looked for a description for something like this but I’m enjoying it too.”

That got another pleased sound from Shelby but his eyes stayed closed. “You can take…you can take care of me this way too.”

Huh?

I kept up the firm massage as I tried to translate what he was talking about. “You want me to use you to get off against?”

Seconds ticked by before he gave a slow nod. He still didn’t realize time was passing oddly for him, but as long as I eventually got responses it was fine. “Yes.”

Well, it’d been an answer of some sort.

“You want my hard cock rubbing against your soft one?” Rocking my hips forward, I matched his thrusts and actively started using his body for my own pleasure. “You want me to use you?”

It hadn’t been a scene he’d obsessed over in his books, but I remembered seeing similar ones. It wasn’t a new thing to him but maybe it was one he just hadn’t realized he liked.

My patience was rewarded after a few seconds when he shivered and nodded, swallowing hard and forcing his eyes open. “I think I’d like to be used. Like…like after I’ve come and I’m all floaty.”

He was curious enough to make sure he was clear when he answered, so I took him at his word. Shifting my hands lower, I gripped his hips tightly and ran through different scenarios he’d read about to see what they all had in common. “Close your eyes and rest your head against me.”

I wasn’t sure what he was thinking but he was definitely curious as he cuddled closer and obeyed. “Good boy.”

That got another shiver and a pleased sound which turned me on even more. “Yes, my sweet little toy. You’re going to make your Master feel so good.”

It was a mix of a few scenes he’d read about lately and similar to a story about a live doll kind of kink I hadn’t understood originally, but I was starting to see why he’d read the book three times in one week.

This sex doll just wasn’t hard and trying to stay still, he was fuzzy-brained and soft as I used him to get off.

“Such a pretty soft cock and it feels so good.” I wasn’t going to use words that we hadn’t talked about yet because he hadn’t even done any online searches using words like slut or talking about small dicks, but he seemed pleased with the words I’d chosen so far.

“Next time I’ve got my little toy relaxed in his swing, I’m going to rock you back and forth, rubbing my dick on you.

You’ll be covered in both of our cum before I get you clean.

” Oh. That had a jolt racing through him and he sucked in a breath as I moved him faster against me.

“You’d be a dirty toy but that’s okay because I like washing you. ”

There was just something intimate and beautiful about slowly running my soapy hands over him, knowing I was the one who’d gotten him so wonderfully dirty to begin with.

“I like feeling your soft skin and knowing how sexy my toy was when I made him orgasm.” Made him. Let him. Something like that. I’d definitely been the one to reward him so that was what counted. “Now I’m going to enjoy my sexy toy in another way.”

I wasn’t sure which I liked best, so I knew we’d have to explore both over and over until I could decide. Yes. Science said we needed to repeat the experiments until I had enough data to make a clear decision.

“You were so hard when I was decorating you and when I was using the crop on you.” I’d been careful to keep the smacks light, but he’d loved them. “You moaned for me and tried to shake but you were tied up and at my mercy.”

Yeah…he liked that helpless feeling and his moans said I’d read that part right.

“Next time I’ll use my spent toy to get off.

Maybe I’ll rub against your soft cock or I’ll fuck you slowly when you’re relaxed and floating.

” It wasn’t something I’d specifically pictured as a fantasy, but I wasn’t surprised when he gave a squeak and hid his face tighter against me.

“I’m going to take my sexy, helpless little toy and fill you with my cum. ”

Yep.

He wanted to be a dirty toy too.

I was going to need to do more research in his ebook library, but for the moment, I leaned down and nibbled on his ear as I thrust us faster against each other. “Helpless. Dirty. You’re going to belong to me completely.”

That was definitely my favorite part and what shot the biggest thrill through me. “Collared and claimed. Used and helpless. All mine.”

Shelby nodded against me, shivering as I gave up trying to tease him and focused on just the pleasure that was washing over me. “Fuck. I.”

When I gave in and let it explode, I felt my cum getting my clean boy dirty all over again and the images that flashed through my head made it feel like I could orgasm forever. But eventually I was just as soft as Shelby, but thankfully nowhere near as relaxed.

One of us had to remember the plan and be in charge.

“I think you’re going to have to wash me again.” The giggle in his voice and the way he pressed a kiss to my neck said his brain was finally clearing. “I like getting dirty with you, though.”

Kissing his cheek, I straightened and chuckled. “Because even though you look sweet and innocent, you’re a very dirty boy at heart.”

That had him blushing adorably but he couldn’t argue about the truth. “I think I’m very glad that you like to help dirty boys.”

“Just this one.” He was the only one I was keeping too and the only one I was going to make sure found friends and a job and stayed healthy.

Yes, my Shelby was nearly a full-time job, so he needed someone who could keep a close eye on him.

“Thank you for bringing me to the club and helping me feel so good.” Snuggling closer, Shelby rested his head on my shoulder. “I’m having fun on our date so far.”

“Me too, but I think it’s time to get you all clean again so we can move to our next step.” It was time for Shelby to find some new friends.

****

“You know everything about everybody, right?” His frantically whispered question said he wasn’t talking about just everyday gossip.

Nodding, I didn’t downplay my answer as we came out of the changing rooms but I was quiet. “Yes, I’ve done most of the reviews for new applicants and the ones that I didn’t do I went through and reviewed later.”

There were a few people I trusted to handle stuff like that. However, I was a trust but verify kind of guy.

“So you know who I shouldn’t talk to and who I’ll annoy, right?” Shelby had asked me five different variations of that question but I didn’t take offense at having to repeat it again.

“That’s correct.” But since he needed a more concrete example, I slowed us down and glanced around the main room. “Do you see the man in the blue shirt?”

As Shelby nodded, I squeezed his hand. “He’s…very smart and very blunt. There are too many things that annoy him to list but we would both annoy him.”

I wasn’t sure how he ever got laid but being attractive seemed to make up for being a genius pain in the ass.

“And the man over in the corner?” When Shelby nodded again, I gave him a bit more gossip.

“He’s been pissy for a while because he likes two different guys and they’re twins and they’re still working on what they want.

It’s making him frustrating to be around, so we’re not going to hang out with him either. ”

For some reason, Shelby got more relaxed the more ridiculous people I pointed out, so I gave him a bit more random gossip before we grabbed water and wandered deeper into the lounge space.

“And now Austin has decided to be an attention whore so let’s go sit down with him for at least a little while or he’s going to call me daily for the next week and complain. ”

That was one omega who held a grudge.

Shelby’s smile and quiet laugh said he didn’t mind. “He seems nice and he liked my underwear so I don’t have to worry about what I’m wearing.”

I would never understand people who were passionate about clothes, so I didn’t bother giving him any response other than to nod. To make it more confusing, Shelby never really cared what he was wearing other than it was appropriate for the situation and tags didn’t rub on him in weird places.

He had a small selection of his wardrobe that he only wore to work events but the rest of his clothes were things like jeans and pajamas.

He’d even gone to check his mail and run down to the corner store in his pajamas so many times his neighbors had stopped thinking it was weird.

It hadn’t even come up in their group chats in months.

“He thought they were very nice and he appreciated being able to talk fashion with you. Most people he hangs out with don’t seem to have the same appreciation for it and don’t know anything about the business side of it.” Like me.

That actually had Shelby coming to a random stop. “But it’s so important to him.”

Okay, good point.

“His friends and family are more important than his love of clothes. So he’s adapted and doesn’t expect them to get it.” Most of the time they were careful not to make fun of him for it, but they definitely didn’t understand it.

“That’s sad.” Somehow, giving my worrier something new to worry about had him looking a lot more confident. “I’ll be his fashion friend.”

Had we solved the I need friends issue just through Austin’s love of clothes?

Was Shelby not worried about the rich and famous part any longer?

Was he going to start hanging out with Austin dressed in his smiley face pajamas or was that just for going down the block to pick up ice cream?

Shelby continued to be confusing and fascinating, but that was a big part of what I liked about him, so I hoped he never changed.

“I wonder what he thinks about that new nude line.” Shelby’s random musing had me trying to remember what he’d been looking up online lately. “The fake penises covering up the real ones are interesting.”

Oh.

Those.

Yeah, they were going to end up being really good friends.

“Do you know the legal system is trying to decide if they fall under the decency laws?” Shelby perked up again, nearly bouncing as he kissed my cheek. “What do you think?”

I thought I was going to need to review the fashion blogs he followed a bit closer since it seemed like they were trying to start some kind of revolution with the decency laws.

And I thought I was going to have to do some financial research too.

“I think you are fascinating and adorably smart.”

And cute when he blushed.