CHAPTER SIX
REID
I never knew she existed and now I can’t get enough of her. She consumes me. When this night ends, there may not be anything left of me. She may own me completely. She my master and I her slave.
But I don’t care, because my wrists are now bound to the upper corners of her headboard, my arms stretched wide. In one way or another, I will atone for never noticing her all throughout high school.
I will gladly grovel at her feet to make up for what a fool I was.
Naked, she kneels on the bed between my spread legs. Her face is flushed and her eyes sparkle as she holds up a latex toy. I can’t get over how beautiful she is.
“What’s this?”
I study the object, one of many I’ve added to my collection since my separation and divorce in the hope that I’d find someone to play wit
