“Then behave and go to bed when you’re supposed to.” Not-Henry grinned when I pouted. “See? This is why I’m going to come over on a regular basis. You’ll have a job before long and then you’ll regret your ridiculous schedule.”
Oh.
Maybe.
“It’s entirely possible that it will take me weeks and weeks to get a job.” My skill set was remarkably narrow. I could pick out clothes for people and make cute outfits for video game characters and talk to nearly everyone.
That should sound like a lot of skills but it technically wasn’t.
Not-Henry barked out a laugh and grinned as I frowned at him. “Shelby boy, you just met one of the richest men in the entire world who loves clothes more than just about anything on the planet and is threatening to buy a video game just to make sure he gets the good outfits.”
“He really shouldn’t cheat.” Wait. “What?”
Not-Henry nearly giggled as he finished taking off my clothes. “He’s already figuring out where he can use your remarkable skill set because I don’t think he’s met anyone lately in the fashion world that he actually likes.”
Well, a lot of them were overly dramatic pains in the asses.
“He can’t help me.” At least, I was pretty sure he shouldn’t. “That sounds like I’m cheating.”
Not-Henry rolled his eyes. “Look at who we’re talking about. Austin cheats like he breathes.”
“He just likes being right.” Some people just couldn’t help themselves.
“Just do your best to tell him no once in a while when you start working for him.” Not-Henry really didn’t seem to be listening to me.
He cheated too.
Leaning over, he grabbed my cuffs out of the bag and smiled. “Now, it’s time to turn off that sexy brain of yours…no more clothes…no more Austin…no more job worries…no more thinking.”
Maybe I didn’t mind it when some people cheated.
Chapter 12
Eddie
All it took was looking at the cuffs to turn his brain to mush. “I…I think…”
When he paused, I wrapped the first cuff around one wrist and continued with the other. By the time I got the second one on, he let out a deep breath and smiled as he rotated his hand. “They’re so pretty.”
“You’re so pretty.” And so naked and so needy already. “Kneel for me, Shelby boy.”
It took a few seconds for the order to get through to him. He wasn’t deliberately disobeying but he had to blink a few times and clear his cache before he could continue. “Yes, Sir.”
After another few seconds where he just stared down the front of his body like he wasn’t sure how he’d ended up naked, he blinked again and slowly sank down to the floor. It was amazingly graceful for a sub who’d never done it before, but my favorite part was his trust and submission as he looked up at me.
“Beautiful, Shelby boy.” Stroking his cheek, I didn’t let myself get distracted as I reached back down into the bag and pulled out his collar. “Let’s finish getting you ready, though.”
“Oh.” He sat straighter, like he had a lightbulb moment and finally realized what was going on. “Thank you, Sir.”
“You’re welcome, Shelby boy.” The last few brain cells he had working shut down completely as I wrapped the collar around his throat again. Just the feel of it against his skin was enough to have him sighing and his eyelids half closing. “That’s right. I’ve got my sweet boy.”
When it was in place, I took a moment to marvel at how he looked and how sexy his headspace was as he felt the weight of it around his neck. “My sexy boy.”
He made a soft sound, almost a moan, but there was a question to it as he looked up at me. Shelby wasn’t actually getting any words out, though, no matter what he seemed to think was happening. “You’re going to stand up carefully now and I’m going to take you to the bedroom.”
I hadn’t been kidding when I’d said I knew every inch of his apartment. I’d helped him find the place a few years ago, but he hadn’t seemed to connect the dots on that one yet. But it was helpful even if the place was small and it let me take him right to the bedroom without looking like I didn’t belong in his space.
Not that Shelby seemed to be thinking about that at all.
