Chapter 2
Warner
I’d never liked secrets…but for Ridley, Iwas going to do my best to ignore that.
He was someone I wanted to get to know…nota puzzle.
Maybe if I repeated it enough times I wouldremember it.
“Okay, so just a few more.” Looking down atthe sheet I’d printed off, I had to fight the urge to smile as he wiggled andsighed.
Patience was not his strong suit.
“We both said yes to exhibitionism and topublic play. What kind of scenes were you imagining?” There was somethingwonderfully wicked about watching a sub come completely unraveled in a roomfull of people…especially knowing he was mine and they couldn’t have him.
Now his squirming looked more like he wastrying to hide his erection and less like he was bored. “Um, I…”
For some reason, he didn’t seem to havebeen expecting that question because it took him several long moments to get ananswer out. “I honestly don’t know specifically, but I’ve always likedthings…like, I mean…things—”
“Ridley.” Halting his rambling response ashis eyes started to dart around the room, I decided to change my approach.“Come here, Ridley.”
We’d been sitting in the living room, withme on the couch and him in one of the overstuffed chairs, but now it wasstarting to feel too much like a job interview. He’d been relaxed up until thispoint, so I knew we had to work through it.
When talking about public scenes got moreof a response than watersports, he wasn’t just nervous.
“There?” The order seemed to have startledhim enough that he forgot to ramble.
“Yes.” Waiting to see what he would do, Istayed quiet, refusing to repeat myself without a good reason.
Finally after several seconds he rose,taking small steps to inch himself across the room. We’d already gone oversafewords and had a good idea about what he would be comfortable doing tonight,so I wasn’t sure what was going through his mind.
When he closed the final distance and wasstanding in front of me, I held out my hand. “You can kneel for me or you cansit in my lap. I’ll let you choose.”
He licked his lips, looking from my lap tothe floor. “Because I was nervous?”
“Yes, and because I’ve been waiting monthsto get to this moment and I would love either of them.” That had his eyesdarting up to my face.
“Really?”
Why did that surprise him?
“Yes. I wanted to touch you the first timeyou delivered my pizza and nearly tripped.” I had to smile as he groaned. “Youwere so cute when you blushed.”
His cheeks pinked, but my answer had himslowly easing down until he was perched on my lap. “You were the first deliveryI made, and you came to the door with your shirt off and just those dress pantson. My tongue nearly fell out of my mouth.”
Chuckling, I kept him talking as I pulledhim closer to me. When he didn’t protest or safeword, I wrapped my arms aroundhim and settled him against my chest. “So you were too busy ogling me to do agood job with your delivery?”
He grinned, nodding as he snuggled closer. “Yeah,but you still tipped me really well, so I don’t think you have room tocomplain.”
“I tip based on how cute the delivery guyblushes and how wide-eyed he gets when he stares at my chest.” Ridley’s blushcame back, but he shook his head, making it clear he wasn’t upset with theteasing.
“You must spend a fortune on delivery thenbecause I bet everyone that comes by looks that ridiculous.” Ridley seemed tobe trying to downplay his embarrassment, but I didn’t want him to makeassumptions.
Slowly reaching up, I cupped his chin andturned his face so he was looking into my eyes. “You were the only delivery guyI’ve ever wanted to make blush and squirm.”
I could feel the tension leaving his bodyas I stroked his jaw. Smiling, I inched forward. “I’m very loyal and therehasn’t been anyone else for me since you tripped into my life.”
As my lips finally brushed his, I felt himmoan quietly against my mouth. Nibbling and tasting him, I stroked my lipsagainst his and did my best to keep our kiss light and unhurried. When Ifinally released his mouth, I tugged him against my chest and relaxed back ontothe couch.
