The Bad Boy BxB

The Reveal (15)

I'm free all day, today Caleb texted me at random the very next day. It struck me as odd since I never asked or even suggested that I'd be paying him a visit, today.

Thank you for the information. I'll alert the media! I teased in response, hoping to trick him into saying something incriminating.

I just figured that since we skipped the 'session' yesterday, you'd have wanted to make up for it.

That's a wonderful idea! I told him, letting him think that it was entirely his idea. I'll be there soon!

Caleb

Damn it all! Why did I have to make that stupid suggestion today, of all days? Normally, it wouldn't be a big deal, but the air conditioner wasn't working right and it's sweltering hot outside - the hottest day of the year, so far! It was so hot, I knew I would never be able to survive wearing a shirt, even a thin one! When Aiken showed up, he would be seeing me shirtless! Oh, he was so going to get the wrong idea from that. He's probably going to think I like this! Oh, that would be so dangerous if he knew... But there's not a lot I can do about it. I can't stand these rising temperatures in full clothing.

It was all too soon that I heard a knock on the door, telling me the little creep was here. I checked myself in the mirror, debating whether I should put on a shirt. Though, it was just way too hot out! I left to the door, opening it to see his shit-eating grin as he checked me out.

"Don't say a word," I ordered, getting annoyed with the stupid line he was sure to say. "My air conditioner is broken."

"I'm not saying anything," he dismissed quickly, continuing to ogle my body. I hated that.

"Stop staring at me like that!" I expressed, turning away. I didn't get why it's so offputting and almost nerve-wracking when he looks at me like that. It should be flattering! Yet, it still sent a warning like anxiousness to rest in my belly. I didn't understand it. I wonder if he feels like that when I... Nope, nope, I don't even want to think about doing that.

"Well, he said, reaching out to hold my hand, "let's get going, shall we?"

Aiken

Without speaking another word, myself, I watched my dear Caleb get into position on his bed, gorgeously toned arms above his head and on, I almost, almost could see some eagerness in his eyes. I loved his preparedness, really. I'm really going to miss this when it ends...

"While I appreciate your cooperation, I should tell you that this isn't the position I want you in, today," I informed him, setting my bag down at the end of the bed and looking for my cuffs and some rope. Lots of rope. "Sit on your knees for me."

A little confused, he did as asked without question. I walked behind him, grabbing his wrist firmly and cuffing them behind his muscular back. I watched him squirm for comfort, looking a little unsure how to feel. He was nervous, definitely. He had no clue what I was planning. But he seemed a little into the position. He could never deny that he liked being cuffed, after our little encounter on the night of his party.

I watched him bite his lip, holding in a smile or a moan or something else I wish he wouldn't hide as the shackles clicked shut about his wrists.

"What are you going to do to me?" He asked in a whispered voice, shutting his eyes. He wasn't trying to watch what I'd do. He was letting himself be vulnerable to me.

I decided to tease him. I dragged one lone fingernail down his spine as I mumbled in his ear "I'm going to tickle you."

My plan was working too perfectly to describe. It made me happy beyond belief to see Caleb so instantly reduced to a pathetic heap of giggles with just some gentle spidering of my fingers against the curve of his waist.