Page 217 of Wait for Him

"Yes, ma'am." I'm smiling like an idiot and nodding way too fast.

"God, Jackson." Rose's head falls back with a laugh. "Stop looking so damn excited. It's hard to stay in a scene when you look like you're one second from pissing your pants."

"You have no fucking idea."

I'm practically vibrating.

She shakes her head, presses her lips together, and visibly tries to get herself back into Domme mode, which only makes me grin harder.

"Jackson."

I immediately straighten my face. Or try to.

"Sorry, ma'am."

"You're not sorry."

"Not even a little."

She gives me a look that sends a happy little shiver straight down my back, then raises one hand. A moment later another server approaches with a brown leather collar and a leash already clipped to the ring. Rose takes it from her and runs her thumb once over the leather before looking at me.

"Give me a color."

"Green. So fucking green."

She tries to hide the smirk.

"Come kneel in front of me. You'll wear this while we're here tonight."

I get out of my chair and kneel between her legs. The excitement is still there, but the second she brings the collar around my throat, some of the silliness burns off. Her fingers brush my neck as she buckles it, checking the fit before sliding two fingers underneath.

"Comfortable?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good."

She takes the leash in one hand and looks down at me.

Fuck.

Okay.

I understand the leather thing now.

"Raise my skirt over my ass. Keep your eyes on me. Don't look down."

I slide my hands beneath the leather and start pushing it slowly up her thighs. My nails graze her skin on the way because I can't help myself.

Her palm cracks across my cheek. "Don't tease. Do as you're told and nothing more."

Precum drips from me as I push the dress over her hips without taking my eyes off hers, which becomes increasingly difficult when I realize there's nothing underneath it.

I mean, at this point, why would there be? Why would Rosalie Bennett, owner of a fucking sex club, wear underwear on the night she brings me to said fucking sex club?

I should've anticipated this.

"Spread my legs."