Equation for Love Sutherland, Fae (learn to read activity book TXT) 📖

about Hollywood or the media, though. He thought the geeky scientist squirming on the bed was hotter than anythingthe entertainment industryhad to offer.

"Youdon't believe me."

Skye lifted one shoulder. "I don't know. Not really."

Liam set the rope on the bed and took the opportunity to strip out of his own clothes. He was gratified by how closely Skye watched as each piece dropped to the floor untilLiamwas naked.

Skye let out a soft sigh. "You're beautiful."

"Thank you." He climbed up onto the bed and held out one hand. Skye slowly let go of the headboard and placed his hand into Liam's. Liam smiled and bent his head, lips brushing the tender inside wrist before he looped and knotted the rope around it. He leaned forward, then, reaching up to thread the rope through the slats of the headboard and binding Skye's other wrist in the same way. Content they were secure, but not hurtinghim, Liamsat up, straddlingSkye's thighs.

For a moment, he just looked. There was much to enjoy. The way Skye's skin almost glowed, pale and faintly golden, was beautiful and made Liam crave to see it in the moonlight, Skye wakened fromsleep, hazy and sensual. His cock thumped against Skye's lower stomachand caught the other man's attention.

Skye licked his lips, and Liamgrinned.

"Youwant that, don't you, darlin'?"

Skye didn't answer at first, and Liamleaned down, one hand sinking into his hair, tangling in the dark, messy strands. "Answer me when I ask you a question,

boy."Oh, that got a reaction. Defiance flashed in Skye's

eyes. Liamimagined it was the "boy" that'd done it. He smirked, bendingto nip his jaw. "Answer."

Skye glared at him, but at the same time arched closer, hissing in pleasure when Liam rolled his hips so their cocks rubbed together. "Yes," he gritted out throughclenched teeth. "Don't callme 'boy.'"

Liam laughed, almost mocking him. "I'll call you whatever I please, boy. I'llcallyou mine ifyou're a very good boy."

Skye's breath was rapid, his whole body flushed. He trembled, staringup at Liam. "Sir?"

Liamshook his head, refusing to make promises he couldn't keep. Skye didn't want him; he wanted to be ready when he found the perfect man. Liam was determined to help him, so the next man, the next Dom, cherished Skye the way he deserved. "Shhh. Close your eyes."

Skye spent too much time anticipating. Worrying. Following signs and hints to determine what came next, probably before Liam had even made his decision. He needed to learn how to mute that somewhat or he'd never be able to let go the way a submissive should. Headspace was all about freedom, and Skye was far too chained to the ground.

Skye obeyed, thick lashes a dark smudge against his cheeks. Immediately, Skye tensed, just as Liamhad expected.

"Stop."

Skye's brows knit and his face turned as if trying to see Liam. "Stop what?"

Liam cupped his face, bending to kiss him. "Stop anticipating. Stop working in your head to try and figure out what I'mgoing to do, what I'mgoing to say, always ten steps ahead of me like a chess game. This isn't a chess game, Skye. This is sex. If you're ten steps ahead, you're missing out on what's happeningright now." He nipped Skye's jaw and smiled. "And you don't want to miss this, darlin'."

Skye nodded breathlessly. He seemed to have forgottenallabout dislikingbeingcalled "boy."

Liam slid his mouth along Skye's neck, tongue trailing, teethgentlyscraping. Without his vision, without being able to touch, Liam had Skye at his sensual mercy. Liam knew exactly how it felt--every skim of fingertips was heightened, every breath on skin was like beingzapped. He wanted to make this manwild for him bythe time he was through.

He glanced up as he nibbled Skye's collarbone and thought he saw lashes fluttering, like Skye was trying to peek. He smiled and reached up to cover his eyes with one hand. "No peeking. Just feel. Youdon't need to see inorder to understand, trust me."

Skye's breath hitched. "I shouldn't. I hardly know

you."Liam's lips grazed lower to brush across one tight,

peaked nipple. "I'mnot going to hurt you. I'mnot going to do anything that doesn't feel good. Why would you want to stop me?"

Skye laughed a little, hips shifting under Liam. "Good point."

"I can tell you still want to ask a million and one questions. By no means do I want to teach you that you shouldn't ever question your Dom, but there's a time and place for it. This isn't the time or place. Is what you have to ask me pressing enough to need to stop the scene?"

"When is..." Then Skye sighed. "Sorry, that was another question. No, it's not. But...can I ask you after? EverythingI want to?"

Liam slid back up over him and uncovered Skye's eyes, nuzzling his mouth with his own. "Anything you want to ask. After."

Skye smiled, his eyes still closed. "Okay. Thank

you.""For agreeing to answer your questions?" Liam

teased.

"For understanding my need to ask them." Skye

turned his face into Liam's hand where it cupped his

cheek and lightlykissed his palm.

Liam slid his hand into Skye's hair and kissed him

again, tongue sinking into his mouth and Skye opened

for him readily. His mouth was soft and pliant, tongue

following Liam's lead...surrendering. Was that allit took

to tame this man? Promise himhe could question to his

heart's content afterward? Probably not, but it seemed

to have an effect and Liam wasn't going to look a gift

horse inthe mouth.

With Skye no longer tense and almost resistant,

Liam could savor him at his own pace for once. It

seemed like every other kiss had been a sort of battle

for supremacy, a challenge Skye thought he had to win,

and now the other man wasn't fighting him--Skye was