Page 71 of The Best Bad Decision

Oh, his curiosity had gotten ahold of something new.

“If we’d have been at the bar, I would’ve made sure you knew you belonged to me.” This wasn’t the point for subtle or careful. After the run-in with his parents, the last thing he needed from me was to feel like there was distance between us. “I might’ve made you kneel for me or just sit beside me so I could run my hands over you as I told you what I wanted.”

Him.

I wanted Atlee and it was time to make sure we were both on the same page with that fact.

The emotion-filled shiver that raced through him made me think we were, but we were at the point where we both needed to clarify it…especially Atlee.

“I’d have…I’d have knelt for you?” He turned to hide his face against my neck as he squeaked the words out. “They’d…people would’ve seen me?”

Was he worried about that or trying to clarify it?

“Well, they might be watching the cute waiter who’s always caged or plugged. His Dom is there a lot and they’re always having sex in the back room on the sub’s breaks.” Atlee’s squeak said he had thoughts on those two. “Or they might be watching a few of the other locals who can’t behave themselves at all.”

I loved having a place to go where even I blended in with the boring people.

“And then we can’t forget the male lingerie models who go there on a regular basis.” He’d probably like sneaking peeks at them. “They’re a handful.”

Understatement of the year right there.

“So I can’t guarantee we’d be interesting enough to catch anyone’s attention, but yes, you’d kneel for me because you do that beautifully.” Kissing the side of his head, I made the circles on his chest wider. “I’d love showing off how sexy you were in your suit, kneeling for me and being the perfect sweet sub.”

Blushing and squirming as he tried to ignore everyone watching him.

Ugh.

I was going to make myself too turned on if I wasn’t careful.

Atlee was still at the half-curious, half-shocked point, so I wasn’t worried about him being too hard yet. “Would I stand out? Negatively, I mean. I don’t want to put you in an awkward position.”

I thought it was more about him not wanting to feel out of place even though the more submissive side of him wanted it, so I shook my head. “There are all types of men there. It’s a mix of Doms, subs, and curious guys who have no idea what they want yet. Businessman, lawyers, and more blue collar types.”

The only people who stood out there were the vanilla ones that came in to test themselves on a regular basis. But everyone behaved around them until the regulars could figure out what the newbie really needed.

“But they know they want something.” Atlee’s quiet words said we needed a shift, so I started unbuttoning his shirt as I continued kissing him. “Most people know when they’re missing something.”

“No.” I wasn’t going to agree to that line of thinking. “Most people don’t even realize they’re miserable until something smacks them in the face with it. You’re part of a small minority who took that wake-up call and was open to something new coming into your life.”

Me.

And accepting his submission.

“I…” He paused and sucked in as I tugged his shirt out of his pants and started to strip it off him. It took a moment to get his brain back on track, but it caught up again as I laid it on the end of the bed. “I knew enough to come find you.”

I couldn’t be the only gay man he could find…I was just the one his brain had latched on to as important.

“You did.” He’d done a good job with that and I rewarded it with another kiss as he stepped out of his shoes and I unbuckled his belt. “You were honest with me about what you needed and you were honest with yourself.”

That deserved more credit than he understood.

By the time I was peeling down tight, sexy briefs, he was taking long, slow breaths and felt more relaxed. “It…it never occurred to me to lie to you.”

As he stepped out of his clothes, I kissed his cheek and leaned down to pick them up. “Because once we were ready, it was easy to feel that connection. We just had to wait until the time was right.”

Neither of us were the cheating type, but Atlee was so focused on the person in front of him, he’d never have noticed me while he was with Valerie. Now all that wonderful focus was on me, though, and I loved it.

When he was naked, I cupped his cheek and gave him another soft peck on the lips. “Sit down on the bed, baby.”