“You are also going to put one of thosetracking apps on your phone so I will be able to see where you are.” Before hecould even open his mouth to brat his way through what he thought should be anegotiation, I continued. “This is not about trust. This is about ownership.”
Letting that sink in for a moment, Iexplained more of my slightly warped logic. “I know where my car is at alltimes and you are infinitely more important than that. Do you understand thatrule?”
He swallowed and took several seconds tothink through it or to just absorb something about it. We both knew that he hadtwo options, safeword or agree, but I knew what he would do. “Yes, Master. I’llmake sure it’s on my phone before I leave.”
Wanting to reward him, even though I had afeeling being stalked by his Master was already a reward in his head, I ran myhand along his jaw and around to cup his neck. Just thinking about the way he’dreacted before had me getting hard before I’d even had a chance to grip hisneck.
As my hand tightened, he made a quiet moanand relaxed into my hold. “That’s my good boy. I’m going to know where you areat all times and I’m going to be watching to make sure you take care ofyourself.”
He might be smart and absolutely focusedwhen he wanted something, but it was time to take those qualities and make surehe was using them to take care of himself. I had a feeling the boy in front ofme had been waiting for someone to care for him for so long he’d forgotten whatit felt like.
Well, my version might not be the most vanillaway to go about showing him he was important, but it would be a point hewouldn’t be able to miss.
Chapter 7
Asa
I’d never felt more…relaxed? Aroused? Ididn’t have a better word to explain what I was feeling, and the fact that mybrain cells were skipping around my head in circles like silly fairies wasn’thelping the situation either.
Stuart wanted to watch over me.
He’d said I was important.
He was going to be pissed when I wrote outmy schedule, though. I couldn’t decide if he’d punish me or just bedisappointed. I could handle any punishment, but I didn’t want to upset him.
“Next week you’re going to start texting mewith what you’re eating and drinking. I have a feeling your schedule isrequiring unhealthy levels of caffeine.” The implied threat of no more coffeehad me forcing my brain into gear.
Stuart chuckled but didn’t release hiswonderful hold on me. “Yes, that startled expression just gave you away. Foodand sleep rules start next week. I can’t have my boy tired or over-caffeinatedif I’m expecting him to be focused on me.”
Oh.
Well, maybe he had a point.
“Starting next week…I mean, starting nextMonday, right, I’ll text you with what I’ve eaten and drunk?” The sentencehadn’t been easy, especially with the wonderful sensations running through me,but I was proud when I finally got it out.
I couldn’t decide how I felt about therule, but the one thing I knew was that it would make sure we were boththinking about each other constantly.
He wanted to watch over me.
This wasn’t going to be like a regular dateor boyfriend who’d go days without calling or even texting.
“You’re my Master so that means I can’tannoy you by following your directions.” It wasn’t really a question, more ofjust a statement of fact, but I felt better when he nodded.
“Yes, I will never give you an order or setup a rule that I find frustrating.” His free hand started stroking down thefront of my neck again, sending more shivers through me. “It doesn’t matter ifit’s about sending me a text when you wake up or making you ask for permissionto orgasm, if I set up a rule or agree to it, it’s something I wanted.”
I must have made a sound because he smiledwickedly. “And sometimes it will be something that I absolutely love. Likecontrolling your cock.”
That statement left me blinking and wordsjust weren’t possible for several long seconds. “But…you said…I mean…”
Shit.
My brain was a mess, but he knew what I wastalking about. “Yes, I said for the time being I wasn’t going to let us go toofar. That doesn’t mean I’m not going to control your pleasure.”
Stuart was clearly warming up to the ideathat our relationship could transform into something sexual, but I had to admitI hadn’t realized he’d start this soon.
Just the images Stuart had teasingly put atthe front of my mind were making it hard to respond, much less think clearly.However, based on his expression, he didn’t mind. His finger stroked along myneck as his other hand tightened again, sending sparks of pleasure andsomething soothing shooting through me.
“You want your Master to have completecontrol to make sure you know you’re wanted. Who is your Master right now?” Weboth knew that wasn’t guaranteed to continue, but for the time being, it lookedlike he was embracing his role.
