Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 58003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
“I want to,” Shawn said quietly.
Jude searched his face for uncertainty, but he didn’t find it. He moved a hand to the nape of Shawn’s neck and squeezed. “Good. I do too.” Shawn relaxed, letting out a slow breath as his shoulders dropped. “But we need some ground rules. I need to know what you’re okay with, and what you’re not, and we need a signal for me to stop if it becomes too much.”
“What, like, if I’m going to come?”
“No. I mean for me to stop if you don’t like something or if you freak out and want to stop the scene.”
“Like a safeword?” Shawn’s brow furrowed.
“Yeah, exactly. Have you ever used one before?”
Shawn shook his head. “No. I’ve never done anything like this before. Well… not this way round. One of my exes got me to use handcuffs on her once, but I’ve never been on the receiving end.” He licked his lips nervously.
“Traffic lights are what a lot of people use. Green for go ahead, yellow for slow down or pause, and red for stop.”
“That sounds easy to remember. Let’s go with that.”
“Okay. So red means we stop completely, I untie you, and we turn off the camera. Yellow just means a bit of time out, but don’t use it for warning me you’re close to coming. Just tell me if that’s the problem. It’s hotter that way.” His cheeks heated at the thought of it, and Shawn’s eyes darkened.
“Yeah?” Shawn said hoarsely.
“Yes.” Jude loved it when Shawn was right on the edge and he had that absolute power over him. There was nothing sexier than having a guy right on the brink of orgasm, and he got to decide whether to let him come or not.
He still had his hand curled around Shawn’s nape. The skin was warm and damp, and Jude wasn’t sure whose sweat it was—maybe a little of both. He had the heat turned up high in his room, ready for getting Shawn naked later. Needing to break the tension a little, he drew away and gestured to the bed. “Sit down there for a minute while I finish setting up.”
Instead of moving the desk to its usual place for filming, Jude set up his desk chair in the space by the bed. His laptop was on the desk by the wall, and he turned it on and opened the webcam, making sure the chair was in full view. He picked up a pillow and placed it on the floor in front of the chair.
Glancing back, he saw Shawn watching curiously. “For my knees,” he explained. “You’re going to be in the chair.”
Shawn’s cheeks reddened and he swallowed, throat bobbing. “Okay.”
“I’m going to use a pillowcase to tie your wrists together. Is that all right with you?” Shawn nodded. “We still need to discuss what you’re happy for me to do. I assume stuff we’ve already done is fair game? Hand job? Oral?”
Shawn nodded again, his flush even deeper. Jude was gratified to see a significant bulge in the front of his sweatpants now. “What about anal play? Is that something you’d be into?”
“I… I’m not sure.”
It wasn’t a no. Encouraged, Jude pressed a little more. “I could use my fingers, or a dildo.”
“Not your dildo. It’s too big—I’ve never done that before. But maybe your fingers.”
Jude narrowed his eyes as everything suddenly became clear. “How do you know how big my dildo is?” His suspicions were confirmed by the reddening of Shawn’s face, but he wanted Shawn to admit it.
Shawn stared at him wide-eyed, his mouth slack with horror and his face now the colour of a beetroot. “I, uh….”
“Shawn?”
Shawn covered his face with his hands. “Fuck, this is embarrassing. But I, um. I watched you, okay? After the time when I walked in on you and realised what you were doing. I saw the logo of the website and looked you up. I wanted to—I don’t know. See for myself, to be sure.”
“And you watched it all?”
Shawn nodded, still hiding his face. “Yeah. I’m sorry. I know it was really creepy, but I couldn’t help myself.”
Jude moved and sat beside him. He took Shawn’s wrists and pulled his hands away so he could see his expression. He looked ashamed, afraid of what Jude might say to him. “Hey,” he said softly. “It’s okay. I don’t mind.”
“You don’t?” Surprise replaced some of Shawn’s guilt.
“No. I can see why you’d be curious. And it’s not creepy when I’m putting myself out there for the world to watch. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“I suppose.” Shawn still looked doubtful.
“And you know what else? I think it’s fucking hot that you watched.” Jude squeezed Shawn’s wrists where he was still holding them. “Did you jerk off while you watched me fuck myself?”
Shawn nodded. “Yeah.” His voice was barely more than a croak.