Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 87629 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87629 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
Tantalize her with so many of the toys I’ve learned to wield with such efficiency. The toys through which I feel everything that she feels.
“Jack?”
“I think we’re done for tonight, Mandy.”
Her beautiful mouth turns down into a frown.
“This is new to you,” I say. “Very new to you. I can’t take the chance of frightening you.”
“You gave me a safe word.”
“I did.”
The problem is that I’m not sure Mandy needs a safe word. I think I may need one, and I’m exercising it now. If we continue, I may go too far, and Mandy is too inexperienced to know when she’s had enough.
It’s up to me. I have to make that decision for her. That’s what a good Dom does.
“So…” she prompts.
“Enough for tonight.”
“Jack…”
“It’s sir,” I say with authority. “In the club, you will call me sir. And I decide when we’ve had enough.”
She bites her bottom lip, and oh…that blush.
Then she drops to her knees, her wrists still bound.
“I understand, sir.” She meets my gaze.
Normally, I would punish a submissive who meets my gaze without permission.
But Mandy? It only makes me want her more.
I pull her up to face me, remove the cuffs from her wrists. Then I massage her wrists gently. “Any pain?”
“No, sir.”
I turn her around, take a look at her ass. It’s pink, but I’m pretty sure I didn’t hurt her one bit. I give it some gentle massaging. “And here?”
“No, sir.”
I turn back around, cup her silky cheek. “Good.”
“Good?”
“Everything here is about pleasure. Yes, some of it will cause you pain, but it’s ultimately about pleasure. This is all new to you, Mandy. You have to go slowly.”
“May I speak freely, sir?”
I smile. A big, wide smile. My God, right here under my nose this entire time has been a natural submissive.
“You may.”
“I don’t want to go slowly. I’ve waited too long to discover this side of me as it is.”
“That’s not your decision to make,” I say.
“Isn’t it, though? I have a safe word. I can ask you to stop at any time. I have a pager. And I know you will stop, Jack—I mean sir. I know you would never hurt me.”
I don’t reply at once. I never thought I could hurt another human being…until Blossom.
Blossom understands. She forgave me, even though she certainly didn’t have to. She knows me, and she knows I wouldn’t purposefully do anything to inflict harm.
But Mandy? She’s not an experienced submissive.
If I hurt her… Even if she asks for it…
She will not forgive me.
I will not forgive myself.
And I’ll lose her forever.
Which, if we continue this, may happen anyway.
“You have to trust me, Mandy,” I say. “You have to trust me to know what’s best. If you can’t trust your Dominant, you have no business being here.”
She drops her gaze to the floor.
Finally, “I understand…sir.”
Chapter Thirty-Five
Amanda
Jackson threads his fingers through his sandy hair. He’s still wearing his shirt, and I haven’t seen his gorgeous chest. His jeans are unsnapped and hover around his thighs.
Sir.
The word drips from my lips as if it were created from the martini I had at dinner—harsh and pungent and oddly delicious.
He likes it when I call him sir. I can tell by his mannerisms, by the way his lips quirk up at the corners, the way he goes slightly rigid, the way his dick is still hard, even after he screwed me.
He says I should trust him.
I’ve always trusted Jackson. I’ve trusted him since we were little kids to have my back.
I know he’ll have my back here. I know he’ll never hurt me. He gave me a safe word, right?
Patience is not my strong suit. But I must have it if I want to go to all these places with Jack.
All this time, I had no idea this was the kind of sex Jackson liked. But now it all makes sense. He’s only had a few relationships that I know of, and none of them have lasted long. He gets his physical satisfaction here, at the club.
And perhaps…
Perhaps those relationships he had, those relationships that only lasted a couple of months at the most… Perhaps those women didn’t like the other side of him.
But I do.
I like every side of him. Jack the man, with all his wonderful qualities and all his flaws. I’ve known him forever, and I know each one of them—especially now.
The one thing I didn’t know about him was his preferences in the bedroom. Now that I know?
I think I love him even more.
I’m not ignorant. Just inexperienced. I read romance novels for living, and Lily likes to write some graphic and naughty sex scenes. Jack knows what I do for living, sure, but does he realize that a big part of my job is reading about sex?
What I do may be as foreign to him as what he does is to me. He works for Ben Black at Black Inc., and his specialty is marketing. I couldn’t market my way out of a paper bag, which is why Lily hires someone else to market her books.