Ridley was boneless and snuggly as he laidhis head on my shoulder. When he didn’t seem to have any regrets or worriesabout the direction our evening had taken, I went back around to the topic thathad started our detour.
“I need to make sure you realize that ifboth of us put exhibitionism and public play on our lists, then I haveabsolutely no room to think badly about you. Right? Even if I was an assholethat you should never be dating, much less submitting to, I can’t bitch aboutsomething we both want.” Well, someone who was an utter asshole probably couldfind a way, but that was beside the point.
He nodded against me, starting his explanationagain, this time more relaxed. “I guess I might’ve had a few negative reactionsfrom people about that topic.”
That was probably an understatement.
“So, let’s try this again. If we were in anarea like the club where you were safe and people were discreet, what kind ofscenes have you thought about?” I wasn’t sure if worries about privacy weremixed in or not, so I wanted to make sure he understood I wasn’t trying to geteither of us arrested.
My qualifiers seemed to make him giggle,but I just appreciated he wasn’t as worried. “I’ve never done anything toreally give me a good idea about what I would actually enjoy, but when I usedto go out to regular clubs and stuff, I liked being watched and felt up a bit.I never went further than that, but I wanted to.”
“So as you started thinking about BDSM,those two things mixed together in your fantasies?” When he nodded and relaxed,I continued. “I can understand that. A lot of Doms and subs at the club get athrill out of being watched.”
But wanting to be watched came in differenttypes of needs and fantasies. It had me wondering what Ridley was picturing.
Before I could ask, he’d worked up thenerve to question me. “What do you like about that kind of thing?”
Since it was a good, if vague, question, Ianswered as thoroughly as I could. “I like shibari and using a variety ofdifferent types of restraints on a sub. The control is part of it, but I loveseeing how they struggle or submit. So it’s not one specific thing necessarilythat I like about it, but I’ll admit, there’s a part of me that would love toshow off how beautiful you’d be when you submit.”
He gave a nervous laugh, keeping his gazefurther down the couch as he stayed pressed against me. “I’ll probably lookawkward and confused, so let’s keep our expectations low at first.”
I scoffed, and he must not have beenexpecting it because he froze then peeked up at me. I could see a question onhis face, but I wasn’t sure what he was thinking…and I had to admit howfrustrating it was not to know what he was trying to ask me.
Taking a guess, I stroked his face. “Everysub is beautiful when they submit. Period. It doesn’t matter what they looklike or what they need to get them to that mindset. Submission isn’t easy. Ittakes a strength of will most people don’t have to let go completely. So Idon’t want to hear you putting yourself down. Is that clear?”
There was no way to miss the shiver thatraced through him, but I ignored the sexy sign of his desire as he nodded.“Yes, Sir.”
He said it so naturally that I knew withouta doubt submitting wouldn’t be as hard for him as he seemed to think it would.Ridley knew what he wanted, and he was comfortable with his needs—that would goa long way toward helping him finally let everything go.
“Good boy.” Stroking his cheek, I smiled asI felt another shiver race through him. The more he relaxed, the more his needcame to the surface.
I had to chuckle as I caressed under hisjaw and he let out a low moan. “You’re my needy boy, aren’t you?”
His cheeks pinked as he nodded. “I’msorry—”
“No.” Interrupting him, I shook my head.“Do I want you to apologize for your desire?”
Pausing, he let out a breath. “No, Sir.”
“That’s right. This is something you’vebeen fantasizing about for a long time, and you said yourself that it’s been along time since you’ve dated. I’m thinking that also means it’s been a longtime since you were touched and let someone else pleasure you.” Anyone who’dbeen so careful and waited so long to even hint about what they needed wouldn’tbe casual in their sex life.
He gave me a faint nod, still feelingembarrassed about his need. “Yes, Sir.”
“I like seeing your need. It’s sexy and Ican’t wait to see you desperate and begging to come.” My words had him making alow nervous sound, but he licked his lips and I could feel the desire rising inhim again.
He might be embarrassed, but it was stillturning him on.
Sparking his desire even more, I trailed myfingers down his neck and over his chest before working my way back up. Theslow caresses had his breath catching in his throat and his eyelids lowered,giving him a sleepy, sexy look.
Caressing around his ear, I let my voice golow. “Do you want to be my good boy tonight? To be owned by your Master and leteverything go?”
This time the needy sound that escapedwasn’t followed by embarrassment or fear. He just melted into me and nodded.“Yes, Sir. Please…”
We’d discussed limits and how far he wouldbe comfortable going tonight, but I kept it gentle as I slowly tightened myhold around him. I wanted him relaxed, not worried or overthinking. Turning myhead so I could kiss his neck, I nibbled at the tender skin under his ear.
“Do you want to be tied up and forced tocome over and over, or do you want me to send you flying and leave you aching?”A shiver raced through him and he gasped, sending my mind in a differentdirection when I was reminded of his sexy mouth.
“Oh, maybe I should use that sexy mouth ofyours. You’ve got the sexiest little smirk and I’ve been waiting to see thoselips stretched around my cock.” Ridley might’ve tried to be unobtrusive whenhe’d been delivering my pizza every Friday, but he hadn’t always been able tohide his wicked grin.
