Page 60 of Bound for You


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“Hey, I didn’t realize that once you startsomething with her, you have to continue it until the end of time.” He shookhis head. “And she knows when I take some of the old ones down. It’s some kindof racket to take over the entire kitchen.”

Laughing, I nodded. “And she’s included mein her scheme. We’re going to own all the open retail space in the kitchenbefore you even realize it.”

Before Ridley could get out a goodcomeback, our teasing was put on hold as the waiter came back over to the tableto ask how dinner was going. The Italian restaurant near the club was one ofthe best in the area and they never blinked when an obviously gay couple camein…even when it was probably just as obvious that we were there because theclub was close by.

When he walked away, leaving us to finishup in peace, the conversation turned again as Ridley stole the last breadstickwith a teasing grin. “You know, I’m feeling very neglected.”

The look on his face said there was noreason to worry, so I stretched my leg out and ran my foot up his calf. “Oh, dotell.”

A shiver raced through him as he continuedhis charade. “You haven’t made me waffles in ages. It’s like all the romancehas faded. I even had to make my own pancakes last week. It was very sad.”

Leaning forward, I gave him a heated stare.“Then maybe you should work a bit harder to earn more yummy breakfasts. Ineed…inspiration if you want me to feed you delicious things.”

Ridley’s tongue flicked out and licked thetip of the breadstick. “You haven’t wanted me to show you how good I could bein days.”

Because for his first scene, I wanted himto be beyond desperate when he finally got to come.

“I’ve let you be very…helpful the past fewdays.” His cheeks pinked at the vague mention of letting him suck me off. “ButI think it will be worth it tonight. I know you’re going to be very good forme.”

The passing reminder about our visit to theclub was enough to have him shifting in his seat, probably to adjust hiserection, so I shook my head. “Don’t be naughty.”

Ridley swallowed, nodding before he let outa long breath. “I won’t.”

“But we both know how…hard it is to begood.” The fairly innocent teasing didn’t help his ability to sit still.

However, he knew that even adjustinghimself was out of the question tonight because I’d walked in on him in the showerearlier and he’d been taking his time,thoroughlycleaning his dick. Sonow he had to ask for permission to even shift his cock to a more comfortableposition, and because I was so helpful, I’d already explained that if he wantedme to fix the position of his dick, he had to be prepared for some veryhands-onhelp with his adjustment.

Gently setting down his breadstick, layingit across his plate, he ran a finger along it as he nodded. Bringing his fingerup to his lips, he sucked off the butter and garlic like a porn star ready foran Oscar. “But you’ll make sure I’m good, no matter how…hard it is.”

Oh, my sexy boy was definitely trying toearn his punishment for his scene later. “That’s right. I like making sure youknow how to behave.”

“You two are going to make the restaurantcombust.” Julian chuckled as we both jumped when he sat down at the table withus. “It’s like watching one of the hottest scenes at the club and knowing it’sjust going to get better and better.”

Shit.

When had he gotten there?

Ridley blinked a few times, not realizingwho he was or what the strange man with the flirty grin was doing at our table.Sighing, I gestured to Julian. “Ridley, the man with no manners is my friendJulian.”

That had Ridley relaxing back in his seatand smiling at Julian. Extending his hand, he looked like the sexy youngprofessional he was. “Nice to meet you.”

Shaking Ridley’s hand, Julian glanced overand winked at me before turning back to him. “It’s good to finally meet you.Until Asa vouched for your existence, we thought the old man here was finallygoing senile.”

That had Ridley trying not to laugh as heshook his head. “Yeah, you guys are so old it’s a real concern, isn’t it? Ihope you have someone watching over you? I know Asa does his best with Stuart.”

Julian threw his head back and laughed,pulling every eye in the restaurant to us. When he finally stopped his hyenaimpression, he nodded toward Ridley as he spoke to me. “He’s a keeper. I cansee why Asa likes him.”

Rolling my eyes, I scoffed. “Yes, Asa’sopinion is my primary concern in life.”

Ridley grinned. “What can I say? I make animpression.”

Julian gave him a wink. “Clearly the bestdelivery guy ever.”

As Ridley chuckled, I tried to steer theconversation away from Julian’s attempts to make me nuts by flirting withRidley where I had no way of claiming him without making a scene. I couldn’teven have him come sit on my lap without everyone staring, and the dick knewit.

“Are we going to see you later at theclub?” I made a show of looking around. “Who did you come with?”

The idea of seeing Julian later during hisscene was making Ridley squirm, but Julian was too distracted to notice.Grinning, he shrugged. “I’ll be there, but who knows what I’ll be doing. Havefun.”