Nodding, he looked up at the Dom and tried to smile. “I’ll read it.”
“And email me with any questions. I think doing it that way might be easier for you to stay focused. Calling might be…difficult.” His smirk made Wyatt want to blush. He was right though. Calling the sexy man with real questions would be nearly impossible.
“Yes, Sir. I’ll email questions.” Wyatt signed the papers and agreed to call the office Monday to make the payment.
“That’s all set then. Now for my tour.” That wolfish look was back. “I’m very curious to see your work. I’ve seen itfirst-hand, but this is very different.”
He’d never seen the Dom using anything he’d made but just the idea made his knees weak. “Um, yes…sure…I’d…I’d be happy to show you.”
Garrett put his hand back on Wyatt’s back, this time making slow caresses up his back. “Why don’t you show me what you were working on when I came in?”
It had to be that.
Wyatt’s face lit up like a bright red Christmas bulb but he couldn’t think of any reason to say no. It wasn’t that he was ashamed of the piece. He wasn’t sure he’d be able to find the words to describe it. The warm hand, rubbing his back only made his focus worse.
Leading them back over to the bench where Wyatt had been working, Garrett looked down at the pieces. It probably looked like a big 3-D puzzle, but when it was all put together it was going to be a beautiful—
“That’s going to be an incredible spanking bench. Almost like the ones in the D.C. club but not exactly.” Garrett’s eyes lit up. He reached out to run his fingers down the unfinished wood. “It’s very smooth.”
“It has to be.” He got some of it out before his nervousness clicked back in. “Um…Well, you know…because of the use and all…I’m really careful…” He sounded like an idiot again.
Garrett’s fingers dipped low on his back for a second teasing at his senses. Then the Dom grinned a sexy wicked smile. “Oh, with something like this you’d have to beverycareful. So much tender bare skin that you wouldn’t want injured—at least, not by the wood.”
His face was so red it hurt, but he did his best to respond, “Yes, Sir.” It was almost a sentence.
He didn’t even realize his hands were fidgeting again until the order came again. “Hands behind your back. Good boy.”
His cock jumped at the firm control in the Dom’s voice. He thought it would be possible to come from just hearing the man. Smooth and sexy, he sounded incredible. One of Wyatt’s favorite guilty pleasures was to go in and ask questions to hear him talk.
When the Dom reached down to wrap his hand over Wyatt’s clasped ones, he almost did come. A needy little whimper escaped, it was all he could do not to beg for more. It was a ridiculous reaction to such a small touch. But it was so much more than he’d ever expected. Each little thing sent his body into overdrive.
“Aren’t you so cute.” His hand tightened on Wyatt’s, not enough to make him feel bad trapped or anything…just enough to make him feel crazy sexy good trapped. “So responsive, aren’t you?”
Itmighthave been a question, so Wyatt nodded. He was desperate for more but Garrett just left his hand holding Wyatt’s as he looked around. “How about you show me more? I’ve never met anyone who does such beautiful work.”
He hadto walk? And talk?
His brain and body both protested loudly, but he cleared his throat a couple of times then managed to croak out a short response. “Sure.”
Wyatt didn’t seem to mind his fried brain though because he just smiled. “Lead the way…this time.”
That didn’t help his coordination any.
Just the images that popped into his brain were enough to make his dick start leaking precum. He had to get a hold of himself. His mind wanted to fantasize about everything the Dom might do to him. It didn’t help that every time Wyatt started talking about a piece or answered a question, Garrett’s fingers would start caressing the top of his ass.
Still holding on to Wyatt’s hands, Garrett would let a few fingers trail over the bottom of his back, right at his crack. Just enough to make his breath catch and he had to fight the urge to beg. He was a better sub than that though. He needed to show Garrett how good of a sub he was.
There were only so many things he could explain as they walked around the warehouse. Sooner than he wanted, he’d run out of projects to talk about. Finally, he gave a little shrug and looked around. “That’s about it.”
“You have some incredible designs. You said you do custom work for individuals as well?” He honestly seemed to be interested and Wyatt couldn’t help but get a little shy talking about his work. He still wasn’t used to sharing it with people.
“Yes and sometimes I’ll make something just because I get an idea. Then I’ll put that on my website to show people.” Setting up the site hadn’t been as hard as he’d been afraid it would. Carter had been a huge help. He’d set up the shop’s website, and he hadn’t minded showing Wyatt how to do it too.
“When you get done with the pieces for the club, I’ll have to see about getting you to make something for me. Do you have any finished pieces I could look at that aren’t going to the club?” There was something in his voice that sent shivers down Wyatt’s spine.
“Um, nothing here but…I um…Um, I have…Well, I have a few pieces at home I ended up liking too much to sell.” He couldn’t decide if it was a good idea to confess that or not.
“Hmm, interesting.” The Dom looked like he wanted to say more but he stopped. Looking around, he seemed to switch gears completely. “Do you have anywhere to sit?”
