Equation for Love by Fae Sutherland Read Free Book Online

thing?"
    Liam stomach flipped at the thought--Skye with another Dom--but he pushed aside the odd sensationto focus on the question. "Probably. Sir or Master are pretty common. It's not for me, though. It's for you. It's about turning on the switch inside you that says it's time to stop being 'Skye the genius in charge of everything' and be 'Skye the submissive who wants to please his Dom.'"Liamtilted his head. "Make sense?"
    Skye hesitated, then nodded after a moment's pause. "In a strange way, yes. I'd have never thought of it like that." Then he smiled, almost shyly. "Thank you for answeringmyquestion."
    "You're welcome. Now I'd like you to answer mine. Properly this time. Was it just the bondage that caught your attention, Skye?"
    Skye pushed his glasses up with one finger and met Liam's gaze. "Yes, Sir. Just the bondage."
Liamwas the one shifting in his seat now, heart rate kicking up. "What about it?" Liam was dying to know what had gotten Skye all worked up, sitting there alone inthe hotelroomwithhis laptop after Liamhad left.
Skye cringed a little, running his hand through his hair. "There was one site...there was bondage. All, um...leather and rope and things--" He cut off, and Liam smiled. It was cute, how Skye struggled with the words.
"And youliked it? Youwant to tryit?"Theyalready knew Skye liked beingheld down. Liamwould bet he'd also get offonthe idea ofcomplete helplessness.
"Maybe."
Bingo. Liamdid his best not to groan, gazing down to try to compose himself. He looked up after a minute and knew the smile on his face was wicked as hell. The sort of "Oh crap, what have I gotten myself into" look onSkye's said it all.
"Whichtype ofbondage caught your eye most? The leather, the rope, the prettyscarves?"
Skye rubbed the palms of his hands on his thighs as he shifted inhis seat. "I don't know."
Liam shook his head. "Not true. Tell me what you felt when you saw those pictures."He wished he'd been there to see it firsthand. To witness the way his eyes might have lit up, his cheeks turn ruddy with a blush maybe.
Skye gave himan indignant look. "I should fire you. I said I didn't think here was the proper place to have this discussion. Youwork for me, youknow."
"Yousound like a petulant child who's beingtold no for the first time in his life." Liam lifted his brows. "Is that it, Skye? You're not used to someone telling you no?" Probably not, actually. He was a genius, special, highly sought after by colleges and companies and the scientific community. Liam would bet he wasn't told what to do veryoften, ifever. Whichwas preciselywhy Skye craved it. Even if he didn't know what he craved,
yet.Yet.
    "What I'm not used to is people I hire insisting on not doing the job I hired them to do, but instead going offon their own tangent and choosing to do something I never asked for and certainlydid not agree to payfor."
    Liamleaned back in his chair, taking another sip of his drink. "That's a valid point. Or it would be except you seemed pretty clear the other night our 'lessons' were going to be up to me. Since I am the expert, after all. You wouldn't be very good at deciding what I ought to teach you, since you don't have the knowledge, right?"
    Skye's jaw clenched and he looked away, and Liamlet out a quiet sound ofunderstanding.
"Ahhh. I see now. Skye, there's nothing wrong with not being the expert in every single thing. Tell me this-did youenjoythe other night? WhenI took control?"
Skye peered up at himfromunder his heavybrows. "That's not the--"
"It is the point. Now answer me."He used the same authoritative, quiet tone from earlier. And, as before, Skye responded.
"Yes, I did."
"Sir."
Skye's look could have sliced a lesser man to ribbons. "Yes, Sir , I enjoyed it."
Liamsmiled at his petulance. He was going to be a handful, for sure. Liam fucking loved a bratty sub; he couldn't even lie. Training them without breaking them was his favorite part. Because that kind of spirit ought to be protected, just turned to a more