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Which means…
Mandy can’t be here.
“Listen, Mandy,” I say. “This place isn’t for you.”
“You keep saying that.”
“I’m saying it for a reason. The things that happen here are…”
“Dark? Sexy?” She pauses a few seconds.“Taboo?”
My God, I’m horny just hearing her say those words.
So much of me wants to take her back to a suite, tie her up, bind her, flog her skin until it’s as rosy pink as that gorgeous blush on her cheeks, and then slide between her legs and thrust inside her.
Already I know what she feels like. She’s like heaven on my cock. Paradise between her sweet legs.
I’m so fucked.
But maybe… Maybe she needs to see that side of me.
Maybe that’s what will ultimately show her that this place isn’t for her. She’ll want to leave, and we can reclaim our friendship.
I set my glass on the bar and stand, meet her lovely silver gaze. “Let’s go.”
Chapter Thirty-One
Amanda
Jackson’s eyes.
That luscious combination of green and gold and amber brown.
Even in the dim light of the club, they sparkle. They call to me.
And right now? They’re searing into me as if he can see through my body straight into my soul.
Fear slashes through me—but not in a bad way.
And I wonder… Is this why I’ve always been in love with Jack? Is this why no other man would do it for me? Because of Jack, because of who he is? Is it that I always knew, on some level, that he had a kinkier side?
Does that mean I have a kinky side, too?
I can’t deny that this place intrigues me, turns me on, gets me to a state of arousal I never knew existed. But is that the place? Or is it Jack? Or both?
Jack takes my hand, and I relish the feeling of my fingers entwined with his. We’ve held hands before. We’re best friends, of course. But tonight it feels different. I feel overshadowed by him, by his magnificence, yet I feel more myself than I have in a long time.
He lets me lead. He keeps his hand on my back, and he guides me, but he lets me lead.
If he’s a Dominant, why is he letting me lead?
And then I know. I know as if I’ve always known. He’s letting me set the boundaries.
Is that what Dominants do?
Or is that just what best friends do?
We pass through the door from the open area of the club to the hallway that leads to the big rooms and the smaller rooms.
