“What do you need? Whatever it is, Jackson, take it, take everything. I am offering everything. We can try again. I know what to do, and I won’t hold back this time. If I have to say the safe word, I won’t hold it in.” His eyes look at mine, his head shaking.“Jackson, I need you, I need you right now. You’re driving me insane. The thought of you hard is driving me insane.” It is; I have never left him hard, never, and I don’t plan to now.“You might want to change your mind. This will be the last chance you get. I don’t want your pretty ass to run away after this.” He takes another step closer, never taking his eyes off me. I stand, waiting. I will at least try this for him.“I am going to fuck you….” his head shakes, and he smirks, “No, I am going to abuse you, and you will fucking love it because you’re a dirty little fucking slut.” His words come out like curses. Still, like every other time, there is love in them. It isn’t full of hate, like the other day.“Don’t even think abou

“By the way, Liam was asking about what you guys do. Apparently, Jackson doesn’t discuss it much with him, but then he decided to ask me if I would want to try it out sometimes.” She laughs, her hand covering her eyes like she is trying to hide from the idea.“What did you say?” I am keen to know if she is open to it or open to trying anything, even just the bondage side of BDSM.“I said I had no idea, I would need to think about it, but thought talking to you would be best, as you do it. How’s the blog going anyway? I have not looked at it yet. I’m too scared of what I might see or read.”“Well, you can ask me anything, but honestly, Jackson is the one who knows most. The blog is crazy. I am getting so many messages and comments, everyone asking me questions. I feel way out of my depth, to be honest.”“Yeah, after today, I highly doubt I would be able to ask Jackson anything like that. You should see it as a good thing, you’re empowering other women to be more open with sex and shit.

He stays smiling at me.“Well, I am still grateful, for everything, for you coming to the house and helping us, for you keeping Jackson sane while I was missing, and for taking a bullet for him. I can’t say I kept him grounded. I had never seen him like that before; he changed a lot.” I think back to how he was those first two times in his playroom.“What do you mean, you never saw him like that before? How did he change?” I look at him, wondering how much is too much. Should I be discussing this with him?Then I remember he has seen the videos, the pictures of Jackson and me; he has known Jackson for years and knows him better than I do.“He was a mess, screaming and crying uncontrollably. He wouldn’t talk. He sat in the same spot for hours. Then, when he finally moved, and I tried everything to break him out of the shell, he blamed himself for you being shot.” My memories flood back, him crying that he kil

It is getting to be early morning. Sitting here, the silence surrounding me, I hear the door. I move to get out of bed. No, I shouldn’t go to him. I should wait until he comes here, wait until he is ready to see me and talk about it.I move back onto the bed, sitting, waiting.The bedroom door swings open, hitting the wall with a thud, and he slams it closed, kneeling at the side of the bed next to me like he is surrendering to me. I move to the edge of the bed, and his head drops onto my lap.I have no idea what has happened or what to say. My body has frozen. My mind is unable to talk yet. My hand is resting on his head, waiting ‘til I can find any words to say.“What happened?” The silence finally breaks from my words. I hate that I put him through so much pain in just a few short years. He would not have had any issues if he never met me.“Nothing. By the time I got there, I had calmed down. Sorry for storming out. I didn’t want to fight with you.”It makes no sense. Why would he

As we get home, my phone rings. Smiling, I see Jackson's name. Hitting answer, I hold the phone to my ear. Maybe I should tease him? The thought is disrupted by his voice immediately coming through.“Be ready for 6, okay?” So blunt and straight to the point.I laugh slightly. “I will be. Sir”“I am not happy I didn’t get enough of you this morning.”He is clearly sulking. Laughing, I know it is my fault. I know what he means as well. Maybe I can tease a little if he already wants me? “I am sorry, Sir.” I try to make my voice sound sexy and hot and hear his chuckle in response. I know it worked. Saying ‘Sir’ always makes him want me more. “You are so lucky I am in company. It means I can’t say what I want to right now.”My smile widens as I laugh. Well, if he can’t get back at me, I can keep going.“Sorry, Sir. Did Kitten make you hard?” I can’t control myself. The thought of making him hard while he can’t tell me what he wants to do to me just makes me want to tease far more.“Yes,