Page 21 of The Handyman and The Drama Queen (Myths, Legends, and Southern Charm #1)

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Suspicious and turned on was a good look for Ezra, but the way his clothes kept changing every time his hard-on jerked was an even better one.

“Deal.” That’d always been my plan anyway because he was very orgasm motivated. “At least once in every scene you’ll get to come.”

Agreeing with him just made him more suspicious but that was because he was smart.

“Okay.” Pausing, he took a breath and slowly let it out. “That’s good.”

He was scrambling for all the ways he’d lost control of the situation and the upcoming scene, but I was pretty sure all the dirty thoughts running through his head were a big part of the reason he was so turned on.

“Wonderful.” Shifting to a cheerful tone, I gave him a wide smile. “Now we can have fun.”

Ezra crossed his arms over his chest. “Fine.”

Laughing would’ve probably frustrated him too much, but he was glaring at me like he was ready to throw something at me again. But since he was solid enough to actually make that work, I decided a distraction was in order.

“I spent a lot of time today thinking about everything we could do together.” Dialing back the cheerfulness a little at a time, I slowly made my way around him as I studied every inch of him because it always made him shiver.

Just like that.

“Games I could play with my boy. Ways I could make my boyfriend come. And other things, of course, but those are thirty-day words.” Some of which he’d already brought up without choking on them.

“You.” Ezra swallowed hard and let out a shaky breath he tried to hide. “You like games and things like that.”

He didn’t always understand playful submission or how fun sex could be, but he didn’t shoot the idea down, so we were making progress.

“And I really like playing with you.” Pressing a kiss to the back of his neck, I smiled as he let out a needy whine. “I like playing all kinds of games with you.”

There were just so many fun ways to make him utterly insane.

“And I thought of a good one that we’re both going to enjoy.” Hopefully. “Close your eyes and think of being naked, baby.”

Ezra couldn’t decide if he wanted to huff or whimper, but he settled on taking a slightly shaky breath. “You’ll help, right? That will thing?”

“Yes, but if you ever decide that you don’t like it or if it makes you uncomfortable in any way, you need to let me know.” Some people would find it invasive or creepy or any number of emotions that made them uncomfortable at the very least, but Ezra had never given me that impression.

“Because…” He started to shift his weight but paused as his voice trailed off. “Because of…like, taking me over or some kind of losing my free will thing?”

Nothing in his tone said he connected with those concerns and he was still erect, so I wasn’t worried as I nodded. “Possibly. Depending on how you look at it. But you’re in a unique situation and I don’t want to ever overstep and make you feel helpless.”

Ezra’s head cocked and he let out a quiet thinking sound. “I guess I could see a different ghost getting upset about it.”

Huh?

“The library guy sounds like he’d take it bad in general and I wouldn’t let anyone else close enough to me to do it.” He shrugged like it wasn’t pertinent to the situation. “And all hell would break loose once I could get something stabby, but that’s not relevant here.”

So he hadn’t threatened to stab me…just everyone else who tried it?

“I think we can both say that it’s a good limit for us. No one else can give you will like that, and if they do it without your permission, just stab them.” I wasn’t sure it was a reasonable option, but I was fairly certain it was legal.

“Sounds good.” Ezra didn’t seem to be worried about the strange scenario and closed his eyes. “Ready. Very, very ready.”

Chuckling softly, I leaned in and blew against his neck. “You keep distracting me. Be careful you don’t end up making me think about punishments.”

That got me a frustrated groan but he kept his eyes closed. “I can’t tell if that’s supposed to make me nervous or more turned on.”

Both.

Definitely both.

“As long as you’re a good boy, you won’t have to worry about it.” Pressing a kiss right under his ear, I focused on my will and pictured him naked.

I’d been doing some reading, and I definitely needed to practice before we could do too much, but there were a lot of other ways we could help manage his situation.

“You can be my good boy, can’t you?” Giving him another kiss, this time just to turn him on, I ran my hand down his naked back and over his beautiful ass. “You’re going to obey me so you can earn your orgasm?”

His face scrunched up and he turned toward me, eyes still closed. “I get an orgasm in each scene. There was nothing promised about actually being good.”

Gods above he was so cute.

“Technically yes, but some orgasms are more fun than others, aren’t they?” His groan said he must’ve heard of some of the fascinating ways I could come up with to help him orgasm, but he didn’t push back against it.

Most of the time, being dramatic was his way of agreeing.

“This solid, I think you’d look sexy squirming and begging for me.” He’d already admitted that he’d make terrible decisions with unlimited orgasms, so I knew his mind would immediately jump there. “Now, are you going to be my good boy?”

I got a begrudging nod but it was a nod, so that was all that counted.

“I’m so glad.” Squeezing one ass cheek, I nuzzled right under his ear, loving the way I could touch him so completely for the moment. “I was hoping you’d say that.”

Either way, I’d have had fun, though.

“What…what are you going to do to me, Sir?” There was just enough whine in his voice that I knew he was genuinely curious this time without the drama of wanting to brat for more information.

“Such a good boy.” Giving his ass another squeeze, I widened my grip and made sure to tease the edge of his hole with my fingertips. “I’m going to love rewarding you.”

The shiver that raced through him said most of the drama was gone for the moment, and it was replaced by need and submission.

“Asking so sweetly makes me want to do wicked things to you, baby.” I made sure he could hear the desire in my voice so he knew I wasn’t fucking with him. “It makes me hard and all I can think of is wrapping my hand around my dick. Would you like to watch?”

His head fell back as he gave up any pretense of playing it cool. “Yes…I…I want to watch.”

“You love watching my dick. You love licking it. Kissing it.” It was his favorite part of playing with me and I wasn’t going to ignore that. “If you’re a good boy for me, I’ll let you be the one to give me my orgasm.”

Ezra shivered as a needy whine escaped. “How…what…I can be good.”

I knew what he’d tried to ask but couldn’t get out because of my wandering fingers. “All you have to do to be good is to obey simple instructions. Lie down. Pinch your nipples. Pet your dick. Very simple instructions.”

His groan that time was a mix of need and embarrassment, but his head was bobbing before the rest of him caught up with his desire. “Simple instructions. Then I’ll be good.”

“That’s right. Then my good boy is going to get to have cock time. That’s a nice reward, isn’t it?” The almost babyish way I said it had him blushing but something about the humiliation of it hit him just right because his hand came over to grab his dick. “Not until I tell you to, baby.”

He was solid enough that I could take his arm and ease it back to his side. He sighed but let me move his hand without much drama, so it had to be praised. “Good boy.”

That fired off a wonderfully confused shot of emotions through him and had him sending mixed signals as he blushed and whined and tried to frown at me. “Open your eyes and go lie down on the bed for me. Head up on the pillows so you’re all pretty for me.”

Oh, he liked that word.

Grumbles escaped him as he opened his eyes and decided to stomp over to the bed. He was mumbling something about not being pretty but the way his fingers tugged at his erection again said it was all bluster.

Either that or getting frustrated truly turned him on?

No matter which it was, I decided it would all work in my favor, so I wasn’t going to question it.

“That’s such a sexy view, baby.” It wasn’t until I spoke that he realized how much he was flashing me as he climbed up on the bed, everything waving around and saying hello in one way or another. “Maybe that should be how I spank you for the first time…up on all fours so I get that sexy view as I make it even better. You’re going to look perfect with a pretty pink ass.”

Ezra tried to keep up the snarky attitude and mumbled again about the pretty comment, but he was still blushing and doing his best to keep his face aimed away from me as he took his sweet time situating himself. His one misstep with that plan was that he forgot the mirror that gave me a wonderful view of the front of his body.

Eventually he couldn’t drag it out any longer and he stretched out on his back, but he wasn’t in any rush to let me see how the compliment had made him squirm. I could decide how to tease him about that another time, though. For the moment, I had a different form of teasing to have fun with.

“Good boy.” Walking over to the end of the bed, I slipped off the button-up I’d put on over my T-shirt to run errands. “I’m going to have fun rewarding you. Don’t forget that.”

Licking his lips, Ezra nodded and his embarrassment faded as his desire kicked up a notch. “Yes, Sir.”

I wasn’t sure he realized what he’d said, but it sent a rush of desire through me anyway. “I love hearing that, baby.”

He blinked a few times, but his mind was completely focused on me getting naked and him getting to come. “Thank you.”

Yep, he was starting to slide into automatic responses, so I knew the talking side of teasing was done for the time being. “Rub circles around your nipples to start. Tell me if it feels good or if you need to do it harder.”

That got me a few more blinks like his brain had tripped a fuse trying to process the order, but his hands obeyed and brought his fingers right up to his chest. “That’s right. Good boy.”

The praise had him making the slow circles but his eyes stayed glued to my chest. It clearly wasn’t difficult to get his attention but his processing speed was low for the moment. “Once you tell me how hard you like it, then I’ll take off my shirt. I think you’d like that.”

Yep.

It got a nod but my favorite part was that his gaze dropped down to the front of my pants, and I could see the surge that raced through him once he realized that obeying was going to get me naked. His computer was slow but it would get us there eventually.

And he pinched the tips.

And he frowned.

And he faded slightly before becoming more solid again.

But his gaze bounced back and forth between my body and his chest, and I could see him gathering up enough brain cells to decide what to do next.

Flick them.

Interesting.

Alternating between flicking his nipples and gently tugging on them had his dick jerking and his knees coming up to frame his body perfectly. “Fuck. That’s so sexy, baby.”

Ezra kept up the teasing and tugging, but he looked right back at my chest. “I…I was good. I like…I like it light when I do it…but…but I want you…I’d like you…you to do it harder.”

Obeying with movements and words.

So fucking perfect.

And so ready for his reward, so I stripped my T-shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor. “Thank you for explaining what you like and what you want from me. You’re doing such a good job.”

That seemed to be his favorite phrase of the night because it had his dick bouncing again and silently begging for attention. But Ezra seemed to be ignoring the poor guy in favor of wanting to play with mine. My sexy little cockhound knew what he wanted, though, so his dick would get attention eventually.

Stroking my hands over my chest got a contented sigh from Ezra, but that didn’t mean he was losing focus. No. He just seemed very pleased with the way the scene was going. Unfortunately, we were going to take our time getting to the parts he was looking forward to.