Page 13 of Whirlwind

He hid a grin when he saw her glancing in Carla’s direction. Yeah, he’d lay money on that, too.

While they talked, Taylor’s broad handed rested on his knee, and he traced patterns along his shoulder. He could see himself at trivia night with Taylor pressed against him once a week for the rest of his life.

When it was almost time for the trivia questions to start, Julio leaned into Taylor’s ear. “Let’s play a little game. Every time the team chooses to submit the answer you give, you get a little reward.”

He ran his hand down the line of Taylor’s bulging zipper. “And every time that we submit one of your answers and it turns out to be wrong, we tally those up for spankings at home.”

Taylor was literally squirming in his seat. And blushing so prettily, though he was clearly enjoying it. Was he a bit of an exhibitionist, too?

Around any other friends, Julio wouldn’t have been so bold, but since he’d met the rest of the guys through BDSM and seen them in far more scandalous positions, he figured they’d approve.

Ben was watching them, so he gave him a wink. Yes, we are about to do naughty things under this table. Ben nodded his approval and conspicuously started a conversation with Parker.

He was pretty sure that Taylor spent the rest of the evening in a daze. After getting his first “reward,” he was too distracted to even hear most of the questions.

Julio delighted in whispering the clues in his ear like they were something dirty. When their team actually won—$20 off their tab—he had to be reminded to take part in the congratulations.

“Seven,” Julio murmured into his neck. That was the number of spankings that his baby had coming to him.

As the evening drew to a close, he could feel Taylor start to pull away. He’d been pressed to Julio’s side throughout the evening, but as the guys said their goodbyes, often accompanied by lewd suggestions, he’d stepped farther and farther away.

He was standing by the open door now, with his arms crossed defensively across his chest.

What was going through his adorable head? Was he worried about their friendship? His kinks? Julio’s interest? Those were all easily fixed. Julio would just keep showering him with affection, and perhaps some well-placed spankings, until he knew exactly where he stood.

But what if Taylor wasn’t as interested in Julio as Julio was in him? The thought cut through him. That was the only outcome that he didn’t know how to handle. Was this just an experiment? A safe way to try out a few things he’d been thinking about?

Julio wanted a moment to freak out before he pulled himself together, but Taylor was standing there looking so lost and uncomfortable that he couldn’t bear to wait. Whatever was going on, they could figure it out better together.

If Taylor was as submissive as he thought, taking a bit of control would likely help.

He strode toward Taylor with desire in his eyes, letting his baby know just how much he was wanted. He had to tilt his head upward to reach Taylor’s ear, but that just added to the rush of power.

Taylor was a huge guy, with at least six inches and 80 pounds on him. His muscles were drool-worthy. And tonight, he’d be kneeling at Julio’s feet.

“I believe we have a little game to finish, boy.” He made his voice seductive, but just this side of threatening. They weren’t quite touching, but he could still feel Taylor’s shiver.

He tucked one hand into the small of Taylor’s back and propelled him toward the door. He’d always expected that Taylor would be a bit of a bratty sub, with all his wisecracks and witty comebacks. But the energy between them now was completely different.

Taylor was desperately eager to please, and it made Julio want to test just how responsive he would be. There was something about giving these non-verbal commands that made him feel so connected.

He reminded himself sternly that at some point he needed to get clear, verbal consent, but the dreamy, pleading look in Taylor’s eyes said that he was completely on board for now.

He maneuvered Taylor over to his car, delighting in how he turned at the slightest pressure of his hand. It was like dancing with a partner who you’d danced with thousands of times before. They just fit together.

He opened the car door, handed Taylor in, and then strapped the seat belt around his bulk. It was a bit difficult to maneuver in the tight confines of the car, but Taylor’s wide-eyed look was worth it. Yes, baby boy, he promised with his eyes, I’m going to take care of everything you need.

He walked around to the driver’s seat, already trying to plan several steps in advance. He’d played out so many scenes in his mind. And with the new information he’d gotten this morning, those fantasies were getting much more specific. But he needed tonight to be perfect.

“Look at me.”

Taylor’s eyes were a mix of worry, hope, and desire. Hopefully for all the right reasons.

“Do you want to do this?”

Taylor’s mouth opened and closed. “Do… what? I…”

Alright, it was a good thing he’d paused to talk. Julio kept his voice even and calm. “Right now, I believe we’ve discussed two things: I’d like to tie you up, and I believe that you have seven spankings coming to you. I’d also like us to have sex, which could encompass a lot of different activities. And,” he paused, “I’d like to control you while we do that.