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No, the truth is, Ihaveseen it. But I haven’t let myself dwell on it because she’s Mandy Cake. Mandy Cake, who played in my sandbox, whose mother changed my diapers. Mandy Cake, who has remained the only constant in my entire life.
Which is why I can never tell her who Mr. Dark really is. Webothvalue our friendship more than any other relationship in our lives. She wouldn’t want me to tell her if it would change things between us.
She carefully removes her black pumps, and then she lifts her shirt over her head.
Her bra is simple white lace. In the moment, it turns me on more than the most intricate leather binding. My cock throbs.
She unclasps it in the back and then shimmies out of it, letting her breasts fall against her chest.
They’re perfect, I’d say between a B and C cup. A little more than a handful, and I have big hands. Her nipples stick out like pencil erasers, and they’re pink. Dark pink.
“Keep going,” I say with a rasp.
She peels off her jeans, stumbling a bit. I suppress a chuckle. Then she stands in her white cotton panties.
White cotton has never been so sexy.
“The rest.” My voice cracks. Damn.
She slides her panties over her hips, down her legs, and steps out of them.
And I suck in a breath.
Chapter Eleven
Amanda
Jackson.
Did he really think I wouldn’t recognize him? What has he done to his gorgeous eyes? Must be colored contacts.
He’s trying to disguise his voice, but I know him too well. He’s using the same voice he used when he dressed up as Thor for Halloween a few years ago.
He doesn’t even have a Lustr profile. How did he—
Of course. He opened a Lustr account. Or maybe he’s had one for a while and never told me.
All I know is that kiss… That kiss we shared on the dance floor…
It was more amazing than I’ve ever imagined in my fantasies.
It was…
Me.
Iamthat kiss.
I am a person standing naked in front of Jackson, the man of my dreams, whom I’ve loved from afar for as long as I can remember.
Why is he doing this? Is it possible he shares my feelings? After all this time?
And all this time… All this time I thought I knew him. I thought I knew Jackson Paris better than anyone, and I had no idea…
No idea he was into all this…kink.
I should be frightened out of my mind, but I’m not. I’m not because this is Jackson. And Jackson would never harm a hair on my head.
In fact…
