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I set down my empty glass, waiting for him to refill it.
“We just want you to beyou.” Clay’s words strike me as familiar. While he pours, I remember the last night he was in my room at the club, and those words were uttered—I just want you.
But why? Why me? If I’m not Madame Kink, then what’s the allure? Then I’m just a woman. A lonely single mother watching her own life flash by her, too afraid of finding love because of what it’s already done to her.
“Tonight, I—wethought we could skip the formalities,” Clay says, glancing back and forth between me and Jade. “But if you’re more comfortable setting boundaries…”
“No,” I interject. No more boundaries. No more scenes. No more protocols.
No more Madame Kink.
“You’re right,” I add. “Tonight should just be about us.”
Rule #29: There’s a first time for everything.
Eden
We take the wine bottle into the living room, and we each find a seat. Clay ends up in a chair by himself, and Jade is next to me—veryclose to me.
Turning toward her, I read the eagerness in her expression. She’s biting her lip as she gazes at my mouth. If I had to guess, I’d say she’s excited to get things started.
It’s only been a week since Jade and I have been alone. But things are different now. We’re both finally acknowledging the desire that we hid before.
Before…she was off-limits. But now…she looks like she’s one second away from jumping into my lap.
“Have you ever been with a woman before?” I ask casually. I want to know what I’m getting into with her. Is she curious, or is that lust on her face real?
She shakes her head. “I kissed a few friends in college when I was drunk, but that was it.”
“And…now you want to experiment?” I force myself to swallow, hoping that I’m not about to feel like just some random person she wants totryon.
Emphatically, she shakes her head. “No. I want you, Eden. I’m not experimenting. Iknow.”
God, she is so bold.
My heart rate picks up speed in my chest, and I have to remind myself to breathe. She wantsme.
Me. Not Madame Kink.
“Can I kiss you?” I ask, letting my gaze fall to her lips, pouty and pink and waiting for me.
She doesn’t respond. She launches.
There is nothingexperimentalabout it.
Her hands grasp either side of my face as she lunges toward me, pressing her lips to mine. And in pure, sweet, fumbling Jade fashion, she nearly knocks me off the sofa.
Sucking my bottom lip between her teeth, I moan as she licks her way into my mouth. It’s as if she’s been dying to do this for a long time. When she bites down, I actually whimper, and it takes me by surprise.
Barely coming up for air, she holds me tight as her mouth devours my lips and tongue. My body is on fire with need and excitement. And it doesn’t occur to me until this moment just how long I’ve wanted her too, especially like this.
In my mind, I’m remembering every single one of our stolen moments that led to this.
The night she showed up to my room.
The way she trembled in the voyeur room as we watched Mia.
The look on her face when I caught her watching me work.
