Sophia flopped onto the unfamiliar bed, her mind swirling with images of ropes, blindfolds, and leather cuffs. The spare room at Lucas' place felt alien - all crisp white sheets and bland decor. Nothing like the cosy chaos of her own bedroom.
"f**k me," she muttered, running a hand through her tangled curls. "What the hell am I getting myself into?"
She rolled onto her side, staring at the list she and Emily had created. It sat innocently on the nightstand, but Sophia could practically feel it radiating kinky energy.
"Christ, when did I turn into such a freak?" Sophia wondered aloud. But even as she said it, a thrill of excitement ran through her.
She closed her eyes, imagining Jake's strong hands on her body. His voice in her ear, telling her exactly what he wanted to do to her. The
