this.”
“I must thank Cassel for his wisdom,” Jackson says.
I grin at him. “You love it, don’t you?”
“I’m… pleasantly surprised that it’s not too bad. I think I can handle this. Who gets tied up?”
“We could flip a coin?”
“Deal,” Jackson says before I realize neither of us have a coin, so I grab my knife.
“If the pointy end faces this way, it’s you, and if it faces this way it’s me. I’ll even let you do the knife toss,” I say.
“This looks wildly dangerous but I’m going to do it anyway,” he says before giving it a gentle toss. When it lands on him getting strapped down tight, I’m ecstatic. It has nothing to do with me giving him the knife with the heavier handle since it’ll turn fewer times before falling. Nothing at all.
“Fuck yeah, baby. Get dressed,” I say as I toss him a bag.
His eyebrow shoots up as he grabs the bag before it hits the ground. “D-Dressed? Shouldn’t I get undressed?”
“Dressed, baby. You get in yours, I’ll get in mine. Hide in that corner with your back to me.”
I rush over to my corner and start stripping as I pull out the edible underwear made of little candies I’d seen on edible necklaces when I was a kid.
“This is made for women,” Jackson says as I look down at my own set of bra and thong.
“Yeah, they weirdly didn’t have any for men. So you put that bra on and I’m gonna chew it right off your sweet, sweet bod.”
“Okay… are we ready to reveal ourselves?” he asks, sounding highly amused.
“Almost!” I say as I pull the thong up and question the string of candy that’s right between my ass cheeks. “Three… two… one!”
I turn to face him and immediately start laughing at the pose Jackson is in. His edible underwear are about two sizes too small and straining for all they’re worth. There’s just a peek of a nipple through the candy bra as he leans against the wall and the thong clearly wasn’t meant to go over a cock.
“I hope you’re hungry,” he says, making me laugh harder.
“I love it so much,” I say as I walk over to him. “I’m gonna eat this right off your body and get to the prize beneath.” I step up to him and press my body against his, making our candy clink together. I run a finger under the elastic strap of the bra and push him back until he’s against the x-frame. I lean against him as my mouth hovers next to his.
“You look stunning,” he says with a grin.
“As do you, my sexy and delicious steed,” I say as I grab his hands and spread his arms before pinning them against the frame. I nip his lip, pulling it gently before taking his mouth in a teasing kiss. “You’ve been a bad boy, haven’t you?”
“Especially because it turns you on.”
I grin at him because there is no one who will ever know me as well as this man does or who will ever make me feel like this.
“You’re so fucking sexy and you need to be punished for turning me on,” I say, pinning him there with my body as I grab his wrist and press it against one of the arms of the X. I buckle his wrist down before sliding to his other side to buckle that one. Then I turn to my bag of goodies and quickly realize when I open it that I brought the bag of house stuff down here and must have left the sexy stuff in my car.
“Shit.”
“What?” he asks.
“I grabbed the wrong bag. I had a little crop and other fun stuff, but I suppose this’ll have to do,” I say as I pull out the box. I tear it open and reveal my new crop: aka a Swiffer Duster. “I’m going to dust you into submission.”
Jackson snorts until I slide the Swiffer up between his legs. “Spread ’em or I’ll make you.”
“I’m kind of curious what ‘make me’ entails.”
I smack his thigh with the duster, which really is far too fluffy, then I grab his chin, pushing it up as he grins at me. “Spread them or I’ll leave you here all. Night. Long.”
“I believe you so much that I’m going to do as you say,” he says, but instead of spreading his legs, he leans forward and takes my lips hostage. He knows I’m a sucker for a sexy kiss. It makes me weak to him