My phone buzzes as I climb into my car.It's a text from Skye.
Skye:Been thinking about tomorrow all day.Should I wear anything specific?
A smile tugs at my lips as I type my response.
Me:Something easily removed.And no underwear.
Her reply comes quickly.
Skye: Yes, Sir.
That evening, I'm reviewing research papers in my home office when my mind wanders again to Skye.I've been fantasizing about all the ways I want to bind her, the patterns I want to create across her skin, and the sounds she'll make when I push her to her limits.
But there's more to it than just physical desire.I want to know her, what she thinks, and what she feels, what drives her.It's been a long time since I've wanted that level of connection with anyone.
I reach for my phone, wondering if it's too late to text her again.It's just past ten.
Me:What are you doing right now?
Her response comes almost immediately.
Skye:Reading for work.Thrilling stuff.You?
Me:Thinking about how I'm going to tie you up tomorrow night.
There's a longer pause before her next message appears.
Skye:Now I won't be able to focus on my reading.
I smirk, satisfied with the effect I'm having on her.
Me:Good.I want you thinking about me.About what I'm going to do to you.
Skye:Tell me.
I consider how much to reveal, how explicit to be.But why hold back?I want her anticipation to build, want her wet and ready for me before she even arrives at the club.
Me:First, I'll blindfold you.You'll feel my hands on you, but you won't know where I'll touch next.I'll take my time undressing you, exposing you inch by inch.
I pause, giving her time to absorb my words before continuing.
Me:Then I'll bind your wrists, securing them above your head.
Skye:God, Gage...I wish I could see you.Touch you.
Me:Soon.Tomorrow night, I'm going to make you come harder than you ever have before.But not until I say you can.
Skye:Yes, Sir.
We continue our exchange.The messages growing more explicit, more intense.By the time we say goodnight, I'm painfully aroused and more certain than ever that tomorrow night can't come soon enough.
Chapter 3
Skye
"Youneedtogetout more," Summer declares, reaching for her margarita."You're all work and no play lately."
I roll my eyes but can't help smiling.We're at our favorite Mexican restaurant, and the three of us are squeezed into a corner booth surrounded by colorful décor and the mouthwatering scent of sizzling fajitas.