Page 149 of Made Better Together

“No, it’s okay. It’s the perfect time. Though I feel bad that you rented this place just as I’m going to hit my busiest weeks. I may not be able to come over a ton until after Christmas break.”

“I get it, Eden. Don’t worry about me.” The last person who wants to mess her up is me.

She pecks my cheek again. “You’re the best boyfriend.”

“I have my moments.”

She keeps her eyes on me as she pulls back a smidge. “I have some news of my own.”

This could be a lot of different things, but the mischievous look on her face tells me I’m going to like what I hear. “Yes?”

“As of today, my birth control has kicked in.” Her singsong voice sounds quite pleased. Which is awesome because I certainly am.

We had talked a couple of weeks ago about dropping condoms, having confirmed we were each STD-free. Now this is the official green light.

I kiss her temple. “You’re the best girlfriend.”

“You’re really going to think that when you open that gift.”

“Should I do it now? While we wait?”

“Yes, I’m excited for you to…see what it is.”

Hmmm. I tear off the wrapping, and there’s an unmarked box. Like something she picked up a drugstore herself. I open it and…

There are leather handcuffs inside.

“Tada…I thought we could graduate from the sashes we’ve been ‘borrowing’ from our robes.”

That has been kind of annoying. Half the time they pull too loose in the middle of our activities.

I beam at her. “Rosy, how thoughtful.”

Her stomach growls before she can respond otherwise, and we both start laughing.

“Sorry, I really need that sushi. When is it getting here?”

My phone displays a notification that the food’s arrived. “Like now. Time to eat.”

An hour later, we’re tackling the next agenda item: testing out her gift. I modified my scene idea to incorporate it, which will only make the scene better.

“You alright, Rosy?” We’re both naked other than our underwear, in my bathroom. We’ve just slipped her cuffs on.

She pulls on them. “Yes, Sir. They’re comfortable enough.”

Good. I let myself slip deeper into Dom mode. “Your blindfold’s going on next. You’re going to be completely under my control. Understood?”

Pink cheeks are my reward. “Yes, Sir.”

I pull the cloth over her eyes, and then check the shower water. I’d turned it on when we first came in. All part of the plan.

It’s shooting warm spray. Everything is ready. This is going to be a hell of a first, fucking her bare, handcuffed, and blindfolded. In the shower, no less.

“I’m going to briefly undo one cuff, and tie you up on the shower nozzle. You won’t be able to move your arms.”

“Okay, Sir.” I get to work to loop the cuffs around the shower nozzle on the ceiling, so they snag on the showerhead. Both of her arms are raised after I reattach the second cuff.

“Say ‘yellow’ if your arms start getting tired. I’ll…help too.” I won’t elaborate for now.