“Looks like you’ve caught the eye of Mistress Jasmine. Be careful, my friend; she’ll eat you alive before you can blink.”
I startled at his words, and my head snapped in his direction. “What do you mean, eat me alive?”
“Honey, that is one bad ass Domme right there. She brings every male submissive to his knees. I’m sure you’d be no different.”
I looked at him in shock. “I’m not submissive.”
Bryce quietly studied me from head to toe. I tried not to flinch at his inspection. He sighed heavily in disappointment. “No, you’re not. Poor Jasmine. I’m sure you’d have made her a wonderful plaything.”
I re-played his words over in my head, and pictures suddenly began to form. I still stuck with my assessment that I wasn't submissive, but I couldn’t help picturing myself as her boy toy. It didn’t seem like such a bad position to be in. I wouldn’t mind someone else taking the lead. My life was already out of control as it was. A flash of her pushing me down onto a bed and crawling on top of me to slowly lower herself on my engorged cock had me almost coming in my pants like an adolescent boy.
An expression of invitation must have crossed my face, because because she began to head in our direction. I vaguely heard Bryce’s voice in my ear as I watched the sway of her hips as she sashayed over.
“Well, well, well. Mistress Jasmine must see something she likes. Good luck, brother.”
I paid scant attention as Bryce turned and walked away from me. I couldn’t care less, because before I could blink, she was standing directly in front of me. The sweet smell of citrus filled my nose, and Josephine’s face flashed in my head. I shook it off and focused on this beautiful woman in front of me. Other than Josephine, who I pushed so far to the back of my mind, this was the first woman to spark my attraction since before Malcolm’s death. In fact, this was the first true emotion I’d felt since killing Malcolm.
At that thought, the demons threatened to take hold, but I fought to banish them. I needed them gone, at least for tonight. There was no doubt they would be back tomorrow, bringing an even blacker darkness with them. Until then, I was going to bask in the brightness of this woman before me.