Page 38 of Counterpoint
He couldn’t even name the emotions that flickered over Adrian’s features, but there was such a weight to them, and in his gravelly voice. “You, Dominic, can always ask me for anything you wish.”
What he wished. He wanted everything. This moment. Wednesday. Whatever happened tomorrow. He wanted the band and Domino. He wanted Adrian to make the world go away so only Dom existed. Dom and Adrian.
“I’m in way over my head.”
“Shh.” Adrian’s brow furrowed. “So am I.”
Dom closed his eyes. Oh fucking hell. He was gonna fall in love with Adrian. After two damn dates. That wasn’t safe and it wasn’t fair at all.
A touch on his arm had Dom opening his eyes again. “You’ll miss the show,” Adrian said, and pulled off his tie.
He stripped the rest of his clothing off, watching Dom the entire time. Soon that amazing body was exposed once more, in every mouthwatering detail. It was everything Dom remembered, and so much more. “You’re fucking hot.”
“Why thank you.” Adrian got his quirky, wicked grin and picked up a bundle of rope. “And as a reward, I’m going to tie you up. If it’s too much, tell me and I’ll cut you free.”
“It’s not gonna be too much.”
Adrian shook his head. “You don’t know that yet.”
But he did. Because ropes didn’t scare him. The thought of being bound only made his blood hot and his mind relax. What terrified him was the looming future, his guitar, and how much he’d have to give up to have everything he wanted.
Adrian tied his right wrist first, stretching his arm in the process, and it felt so damn good he arched his back. “Fuck, babe, you do like this, don’t you?”
Dom met Adrian’s stare. “Yeah it’s...” He huffed out a breath. “It’s like soaring.” Or being onstage. The thrill, the heat and charge, and the utter security. “I’m safe.” He relaxed into the bed. “I’m safe here.”
Adrian stroked his arms. “Makes me want to tie your legs down, too.”
Oh hell, that sent a bolt of lightning down his body. “Yeah, please.”
“Not tonight. Partly to tease you—because I love that—but mostly because I think you can hold yourself still for me.”
A different heat flowed and settled in his balls and dick. The cuffs might calm him, but a hit of Adrian’s command sent lust racing into every part. “Fuck.”
For that he got a smirk, and Adrian stroked himself a few times. “Not quite there yet. But I bet once you’re tied down and listening to me... I will be.”
“I’m listening.”
Fingers danced up his left arm, and that too was tied to the headboard. Same warm touch swept over Dom’s lips. “You’retalking, not listening.”
He couldn’t resist opening his mouth and sucking those fingers in. Adrian hissed, then grunted. “Your mouth is always trouble.”
Dom hummed around Adrian’s fingers, which slid in and out between his lips. He couldn’t help thrusting his hips in time with the motion.
“God, I could watch you like this all day,” Adrian murmured. “In fact...” He withdrew his fingers and slipped down to the end of the bed. He cascaded both hands up Dom’s legs, tightened, and pulled him down the bed until his arms were taut and stretched to either side of his head.
Oh fuck, that felt fantastic, and he couldn’t help squirming and bucking.
“Dominic.” Adrian’s voice was sharp. “I want you still.”
Fire rained down along his body, and he fought to control himself, even as every instinct said to keep moving, keep searching for purchase and pleasure. He was panting by the time he managed to stop the squirms and the thrusts.
“Better,” Adrian said. Sure enough, Adrian’s flagging dick was thicker now. He patted Dom’s legs, then spread them apart, bending them at the knees and arranging them wide, making Dom’s thighs ache ever so slightly. “Now, I want you to stay like that for me.”
“What are you gonna do?”
“Touch you anywhere I want.” Adrian ran fingers over the instep of Dom’s foot. “And you’re not going to move, are you?”
Dom pressed his head into the mattress and fought every twitch. He whimpered and then groaned when Adrian chuckled darkly.
