He had to be hallucinating. Didn’t he? Nothing else made sense. At the door, with a dozen yellow daisies in his hand, was Axl, staring right at Eddie with an intensity that Eddie swore he could feel, like a caress.
Goosebumps broke out over his skin. Then again, that could be because he was bent over the freezer like an idiot with scoop in hand, partially buried in the strawberry ice cream. He’d been in that position since he’d looked up to find Axl standing there. By the slight amusement in Axl’s dark brown eyes, it had been a few minutes.
The cold he’d been feeling was replaced by the heat of embarrassment at being caught staring so blatantly. It took far more effort than it should have for Eddie to continue scooping out the ice cream for the banana split.
Had he realized his brain wouldn’t be able to work with Axl around, Eddie wouldn’t have wished so hard that the man show up. That wasn’t true. As weird as it sounds, he’d missed Axl the moment he’d left yesterday.
It had taken everything inside of him not to chase Axl down Main Street just to be near him again. Something Eddie couldn’t remember ever feeling for anyone in his life. Then again, he’d never actually dated, or even kissed.
Once when he’d been desperate to know what being with a man was like, he’d gone to a gay bar in Atlanta. A man had taken an interest, but they hadn’t even exchanged more than a dozen words before the guy had taken him into the bathroom.
Kissing hadn’t happened, or foreplay. Eddie had been shoved down to his knees and a cock had been shoved into his mouth. One of the dozen words had been used to tell him to “suck.” As soon as the guy had come, he’d zipped his pants up and left Eddie still kneeling on the ground.
Embarrassed and bitter that he hadn’t gotten off, Eddie went back home. Just like with the rest of his life, Eddie figured he was too big of a loser for anyone to want to have sex with him. So he never bothered to try again.
Once he had a scoop of strawberry, vanilla, and chocolate arranged around the banana, Eddie turned to go back to the back counter where the sauces were kept. It had only been two days, yet he’d still managed to once more forget he couldn’t spin on the anti-slip mats.
He felt himself falling. Wildly, he looked around for something to hold onto. He prayed he could stop his free-fall, but he’d turned just enough that he couldn’t grab the ice cream case, yet not far enough to have any hope of reaching the back counter to stop his fall.
Dismayed that Axl would witness his disgrace, Eddie wished for a hole to open up and swallow him whole. Life just sucked and Eddie was done trying to live it, not when he seemed hell bent on making a laughing stock of himself.
His momentum downward was suddenly stopped by strong hands on his shoulders. Grateful, Eddie looked up to thank whoever had stopped his ultimate journey of disgrace to the floor, only to find dark brown eyes staring back at him with concern in them.
“Are you okay, Eddie?” Axl asked.
It was too much. How was he supposed to live in a world that treated him like a joke? What did you expect? That voice so similar to his uncle said in his head. You are a joke.
“Hey,” Axl’s deep voice silenced that voice that knew just how to torment Eddie.
Surprised, Eddie stared up at Axl in wonder. He’d tried his entire life to get that voice to shut up, but nothing had ever worked. “How did you do that?” he asked.
Eddie hadn’t thought it possible. Yet the voice that would usually continue to berate him wasn’t there.
“Do what?” Axl asked.
Eddie opened his mouth to tell Axl, but then he realized he was about to admit to voices in his head talking to him. Quickly, he shut his mouth once more. It would only end with him in the mental institution, just where his uncle had threatened to send Eddie if he didn’t get his head out of his ass and act like a normal person. His uncle’s words, not Eddie’s.
“Nothing,” he said.
“Excuse me, are you planning to make my banana split?” the man Eddie had been waiting on asked.
Heat filled his face, a routine event for Eddie. “Yes. Give me just a minute and I’ll have it ready for you.”
As he headed to the back counter to get another container for the banana split that was now on the floor, Eddie could have sworn he heard the customer mumble, “Clumsy idiot.”
Mortified, tears sprang to Eddie’s eyes. Blindly, he reached out for the plastic boat they made the banana splits in when he heard what sounded like a growl. Except, that was impossible. Wasn’t it?
Dinner had been far more strained than Axl had hoped. Eddie might have agreed to give Axl’s way a try, but he clearly was uncomfortable with it. When Axl ordered for Eddie, he thought Eddie just might get up and walk out.
It got so awkward Axl seriously considered not opening the car door for Eddie just to make him relax. The thing was, Axl just knew if Eddie would give the lifestyle Axl wanted a chance, he’d love it.
For all of Eddie’s objections, Axl had noticed Eddie’s soft smile each time Axl had treated him like the treasure he was. It was only when Eddie’s brain started to take over that the man would frown and become stiff as a board.
But as unusual as this night had been, Axl still didn’t want it to end. “Would you like to visit my store? It’s not exactly finished, but I’d still like you to see it.” The weird thing was, Axl did want Eddie to see it. He wanted Eddie’s opinion before things got to the point they couldn’t be undone.
“Sure.” The smile Eddie gave him was a reward Axl hadn’t expected and was thrilled that he’d gotten. Things had been much too strained this evening. Maybe, if he could get Eddie to relax a bit, the night might still be salvaged.
Not that Axl would call it a total loss. The few times Eddie had let his guard down during dinner had shown Axl glimpses into the man’s personality. Eddie was funny, although he seemed too worried about making a fool of himself to talk much. With time, Axl hoped to help Eddie feel easier in his skin and not worry about what others thought.
Since it was dark, Axl parked in front of his shop instead of in the back parking lot like he normally did. Pride filled him when Eddie waited in the truck for Axl to open the door. Eddie may not be sure yet if this type of relationship was what he wanted, but at least he was giving it a chance.
That Eddie took the hand he held out without being asked was just icing on the cake. Feeling he deserved a reward, the moment Eddie’s feet touched the ground, Axl tugged him close and leaned down to capture that sweet mouth.
Just like it always seemed to happen, the moment their lips touched a firestorm raced through Axl’s veins straight down to his dick. It was all he could do not to take Eddie right there up against the truck in the middle of Main Street.
Never in Axl’s life had he ever felt such an intense desire for another. There was a clawing need to make Eddie his in the most carnal ways possible. A need that Axl was having a hard time controlling.
His hands went to that perfect ass and grabbed on, squeezing the globes even as he slammed their bodies until he could feel the hard ridge of Eddie’s cock pressed against him. Eddie thrust his body into Axl’s, trying to get more friction. Shoving one leg between Eddie’s, Axl let him ride his thigh.
A loud motor roared to life nearby, reminding Axl they were standing next to his truck that was parked right on Main Street. Reluctantly, he pulled back. He couldn’t help but smile when Eddie whined in dismay.
He hated having to put an end to the heart-stopping kiss, but it helped that Eddie clearly felt the same. Maybe, if he played his cards right, they could continue where they left off inside. Now that there were walls, there was measure of privacy. “Why don’t we head inside?”
Taking Eddie’s hand, Axl pulled him along to the door. He cursed when his hand shook so hard he couldn’t get the key in. Taking a breath to steady himself, Axl sent up a thankful prayer when the key slid in.
As soon as the door shut, Axl flipped the lock and led Eddie to the room that would eventually display his BDSM work. Right now it didn’t look like much and smelled of paint. He and Brent managed to get all the walls sanded and primed. Tomorrow morning Axl would head to the paint store and pick out what colors he wanted.
Not wasting any time, he took Eddie back into his arms. Fusing their lips together, Axl coaxed Eddie’s tongue into his mouth and sucked lightly on the appendage. Axl swallowed down the moan that Eddie pushed into the kiss.
Need took over. With Eddie not only having never experienced BDSM before, but also being a virgin, Axl knew he was going to need to go slowly. As much as he wanted to bury himself deep into that round ass, Axl wasn’t about to let Eddie’s first time be rushed.
The man deserved to be taken care of properly. But that didn’t mean Axl couldn’t show him a taste of what was to come.