Well guess what? I was freaking handcuffed to his bed and automaticlly regret saying that i prefered being handcuffed cause right at this moment i prefered being carried as a bag of potatoes. "Unhandcuff you, you big yummy, stupid, idiot, mofo of a foo.' i said. Shit did i just call him yummy? Damn i really need to stop myself from saying such things. His lips curved into a dimple yummy smirk. "Yummy?" "Huh did you say something?" i avoided the question acting like nothing happened. "Ohh so that evil glint in your eyes were to cuff my to your bed."' He nodded, crawling above me. "I really starting to love being in positions with you." "The feelings mutual. So I ought to love it more if ya uncuff me, Rick." Liking how his name rolled off my tongue. "Oh but Darling didnt you say you wanted to be handcuffed?" he asked licking my neck making a moan almost escape from my mouth. Almost, i said almost. Come on Spade control yourself!