Numb as a Statue by Tymber Dalton

Author:Tymber Dalton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2018-11-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

If Rom didn’t know Colton had his heart set on a scene, he’d willingly skip the beating and go right to the sex.

Fucking.

Gorgeous.

The man’s body was tight, and yes, the Adonis belt was completely appropriately named on Colton. Even better, he trimmed his body hair, leaving him pleasantly short all over. And his cock.

Oh, thank you!

A little longer and thicker than his own, and already rigid, standing out from Colton’s body. No teeny-weeny steroid peenie on this guy.

Colton didn’t have cuffs or a collar, so Rom grabbed what he needed from the closet, adding a ball gag and blindfold for extra measure. Then he turned to study the man and pointed at the floor again.

Rom sucked in a sharp breath as Colton knelt without hesitation. He’d love nothing more than to grab Colton’s head and start fucking his face right now, but he needed to have patience.

The guy deserved to have a good scene and see Rom at his most ruthless.

Well, maybe not most ruthless. He didn’t want to scare him off.

I’ll need to buy him his own cuffs and collar.

Wait, what?

Rom really didn’t want to take the time to unpack that thought at that moment, but…yeah. He could already see himself with the guy for more than just tonight.

That was a terrifying thought, too.

He walked over to him. “Hands up.”

Colton looked up and met Rom’s gaze as he perfectly held his hands up in front of him, not like he was reaching for the sky for a robbery, but at the perfect height for Rom to buckle the cuffs onto his wrists.

Jesusfuck, he was beautiful.

Normally, Rom wasn’t a shallow or superficial kind of guy, but he didn’t usually have partners who were this damn good-looking, either.

Then he buckled the collar around Colton’s neck. It was something he could also picture him doing far into the future, countless times.

Rom buried his fingers in the man’s blond hair and tipped his head back again, staring down into his eyes. “Pain before pleasure,” he hoarsely said, his own cock screaming for relief. “Bench, cross, or bed? If you pick the bed, I expect you to stay in position without being restrained. If you don’t think that’s possible, then pick the bench or cross.”

Passion burned in Colton’s eyes. “Bed, Sir.”

Rom snapped his fingers and pointed. “Over the end of it, feet on the floor, hands flat on the mattress and head down. Put a towel down first.”

Colton jumped up to comply.

Rom put on music with his phone, patched into the Bluetooth speaker conveniently provided. He picked a Pandora station he loved to scene to, a mixture of heavy rock. Meanwhile, Colton patiently waited where Rom had ordered him to, bent over the end of the bed.

Rom hadn’t opened the blindfold yet. He grabbed the bag and dropped it back in its bin in the closet.

Fuck it, he wanted to see his boy’s eyes, the pain, the tears, the passion and pleasure. He grabbed the ball gag and buckled that on Colton before he did anything else.

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