Page 27 of Unmasking Her Shadow

I shove it all behind my back and drop it onto the dining table.

“Take off your clothes and get on the table. We’re having dessert together.” I reach into my pocket and pull out the blindfold and restraints.

She whimpers, crossing her legs.

I click my tongue in disapproval and step into her, cupping her jaw. “You’re mine every single day. On your best days, your worst nights, and every moment in between. There’s never a time that I don’t crave you.”

She leans up and kisses me through the hard material. I wish I could rip it off and smash my lips to hers and swallow all of her sins. She strips her clothes off slowly, making a show out of it so I sit back and watch. A deep laugh rumbles through the voice changer as she attempts to make taking off a sock seductive.

“I’m all yours.” She spreads her arms out, and I rise, lifting her in my arms and depositing her on the table.

“Yes, you fucking are,” I growl. “Now show me how good of a girl you can be for me.”

20

Sam

Between working at the spa, the studio, the police station, and my extracurricular activities with Shadow, I’m drained. I crave a relaxing night. And by relaxing, I don’t mean being tied up like a pretzel. Kioni invited me to her neighborhood cookout today. She said I looked stressed. No, Ki, not stressed. Overworked and oversexed. Something I never thought would leave these lips. I’m always satisfied in one way but not the other. I’m ready for the after-sex cuddles now. This fucking my brains out and then leaving is for the birds. I never would have thought I’d miss kissing this much.

Who the hell am I right now?

The sound of a motorcycle has me walking to the window. It’s Ki. She didn’t tell me she was stopping by first. I open the window and she looks up.

“You almost ready?” she yells up.

“Yes. Why?”

She pats the back of her bike. “You’re riding with me.”

“Oh, hell no. I just spent an hour curling my hair and I’m wearing a dress.”

She crosses her arms and tilts her head in amusement. “Are you saying my hair looks a mess?”

It finally hits me that I’ve never seen her with her hair down, and it’s gorgeous. It’s thick with wild waves and random curls and grazes the tops of her breasts. She’s wearing a black tank that shows a sliver of skin around her toned middle. The dark olive green cargo pants are more form-fitting than the black ones she wears with her uniform. Of course I would be overdressed.

“You have natural curls. They stay put better than man-made ones,” I argue.

I can’t hear her, but I know she’s laughing at me by the movement of her shoulders. “I’m coming up,” she says, then disappears.

Her footsteps are light as she jogs up the stairs to my bedroom. She falters when she reaches the doorway. “Red, you’re going to have to change.”

“See? I can’t be riding on the back of a motorcycle like this.” I look down, grabbing the hem of my dress.

“No, it’s because you’re going to be breaking too many necks. You look like a fairy fucking princess and you ain’t kissing no frogs today.”

“And why not?” I tease, knowing there’s only one person I want to be kissing right now.

“Let’s go,” she gripes, grabbing my hand and pulling me along with her. I swipe my purse from my bed as we pass. “You won’t need that.” She takes it from me and tosses it back onto my bed. I grumble, but I don’t argue. Shadow’s dominant behavior better not be turning me submissive.

When we get to her bike, I stare at it like it’s going to bite me and look to her. She smirks and grabs her helmet. “My hair,” I whine, puckering my bottom lip.

“I’m not having that pretty face of yours hurt on my watch.”

“What about you?”

“What about me?” she jokes forcing the helmet over my head. She steps back and checks me over. “You look adorable.” Her smile has me forgetting about curls getting ruined and kissing Shadow. “Let’s go.” She smacks the visor closed and swings her leg over effortlessly, seating herself, and offers me her hand. I smooth my dress over my ass before I sit down. “Your dress won’t fly up while you are pressed up against me.”

“Is it too late to tell you I’ve never been on a bike before?”