“I think you meant terrific. Just remember how much patience I have.” That had him shaking his head as he pulled back with a smile.
“How about I email you my questions?”
His grin made it hard to decide if he was teasing or not, but I figured it would work better than slowly pulling the thoughts out of him so I jumped on the idea. “Deal. I think you need to send me at least one question each night. Then on Wednesday, we’ll talk about anything that’s come up.”
His head fell against my chest. “Someone shoot me.”
A surge of emotion rushed through me. It was a side of Casey he’d never let me see before. Shy Casey wouldn’t have complained or teased. Work Casey wouldn’t have even approached any kind of personal topic. ButthisCasey was starting to let me in.
Deciding to test his hints about submission, I started stroking slowly up and down his back. “How about this, would you like it if I sent you questions instead?”
His head bobbed up and down almost frantically on my chest, making me chuckle.
“Okay then. I’ll send you questions, and if you’re a good boy and send me your answers, then I might think of a way to show you how proud I am of you. I know opening up is hard for you.”
He inhaled sharply but didn’t move away. I wasn’t sure if he was surprised in a good way or not. Giving him a few moments, I waited to see what he would say.
He finally sighed. “We’re going to stay like this until I react, aren’t we?”
“Yes.” I didn’t try to hide the smile in my voice or on my face.
“Your patience might just kill me.” Casey took a deep breath. “I want a reward if…if I’m…good.”
“I’m sure you’re going to be a very good boy.” I stopped trying to be careful and let him hear the desire I was feeling.
A shiver raced through Casey and I heard a faint moan escape. My shy boy wasn’t as vanilla as he appeared at first glance. He just didn’t know how to show it. Casey drew in a staggered breath and pulled back just enough to look up at me. “I want to be.”
There were so many things I wasn’t sure about yet, but the needy, honest expression said how much he wanted whatever was going through his head. I brought one hand up to cup his face and leaned in close, pressing my lips to his in the barest of kisses.
As I pulled back and stared into his beautiful eyes, I smiled at his stunned expression. “You’re going to be a very good boy for me, aren’t you?”
“For you?” I wasn’t sure if the kiss or the questions had scrambled his brain, but his distraction was obvious.
“Is that what you want? Do you want to be my boy?” I needed that to be perfectly clear. We could work around everything else, but I had to hear from him that he wanted to be mine.
Howeverwe came to define that.
He nodded slowly. From the way his head gave small jerks, I could tell he was fighting the urge to look down at the ground again. “Yes.”
So brave.
“I know how hard this is for you, but I need to know how slow you want me to take this.” I caressed over his cheek with my thumb, hoping to chase some of the tension from his body. If we’d tried to get together a year ago, I might not have understood how hard he struggled to open up to people.
He licked his lips and made a low, pleasured sound as I kept up my tender caress. “Not too slow?”
I had to chuckle. “Let’s try it this way. Do you want me to push you or let you set the pace? Not control things but set the pace.”
His eyes closed and he pressed closer to me, but he nodded before realizing that I needed words. “Yes, I…you can push.”
I closed the last few inches and kissed him again, the low inhale of desire sending a wave of pleasure through me. I loved his little reactions. As I pulled away, I ran my thumb over his tempting lower lip that was calling out for another kiss. “Good boy. I’m going to love watching you blush and squirm. Does that bother you?”
Before my question was out, he was shaking his head.
My shy, kinky boy. “Then you want me to get hard when I make you blush and wiggle? You want me to think about making love to you as I’m teasing you and making you embarrassed?”
Casey moaned and his hips thrust forward, rubbing his erection against me for just a split second before he realized what he’d done. Then his sound changed to one of embarrassment. I chuckled. “Oh, you liked that idea.” His head turned to press into my neck and I had to move my hand to his back. “No, don’t hide. I love knowing what turns you on. I’m going to find out all the things that make you crazy.”
Every single dirty fantasy.
