Page 26 of Roulette Rematch


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“I need treats. Do you have little cookies or something here?”

“No, but I’ll call over to the bar and have them send over some pretzels? Will that work?”

Not ideal, but he’d make it work. “That’d be good.”

“Okay. Be right back.” She turned to go.

“Oh, wait—a clicker.”

She put a finger in the air, making a checkmark, then breezed away. He had second thoughts about the tail. He hadn’t talked with her about her actual experiences. She may have never done anything anal before. There was still time. He’d question her about—or not. It hadn’t been on her limits list—and that made it fair game. The sadist in him decided not to mention it other than to let her see the tail. If she had any real objections, he expected her to bring them up.

“Hey.” A man stepped up beside him. “Annie around?”

“She’s getting a few things for me. She’ll be right out,” James said. Too bad they didn’t allow phones in the club. It made it hard to busy himself while this guy stepped closer. Having the barrier, no matter how small, would help ward off the annoying small talk moments like these often created. James had enough of shooting the shit with customers at the brewery. Roulette was his night off from fake pleasantries; it was a night of being just him.

“You rolled Sandra, right?”

That got James’ attention.

“Yeah.”

The man before him wore a white t-shirt with a V-neck that dipped so low, James could practically see his nipples. Definitely a body builder.

“Good luck with that one.” The mammoth laughed.

“How so?” James folded his arms over his chest. Could this be the asshole who’d blown it with all his yelling?

“She knows nothing about being a sub. She can’t follow simple fucking orders.” He shook his head, probably pitying James.

“Okay. Here’s what I have,” Annie interrupted, placing down an armful of things. James picked through the items, then decided to take everything. Once he gauged his pet’s reactions, he’d be in a better position to decide exactly what to use.

“This will all work. Just put it on my membership.”

“Will do. I think we have a hood too, with pointed ears?” She dangled the suggestion as though tempting him with dessert after gorging on a delicious meal.

“That’s okay. This is good for now.” The hood would cover her face, and though it would dress her nicely as a pup, he didn’t want to sacrifice seeing her facial expressions for the sake of appearance. The memory of that sweet blush and what it had made his cock do…

“Okay, pop back around if you need something else.” Annie smiled brightly, keeping her shoulders squared with James, completely ignoring the man inching toward her.

“I will. Thanks.”

“Tony, I didn’t think you were playing tonight,” Annie stated, finally giving him the attention he pawed at.

“I’m not. Just thought I’d see what you were up to.”

“I’m working.” Annie flashed James another smile, then spun on her heel and walked away.

Smart lady.

“Well, I should get back,” James said.

“Yeah. Like I said, good luck,” Mammoth Man said knowingly.

James stopped after a few steps. “You know, if you give the wrong commands, you’ll get the wrong results.”

Tony’s brows pulled together, and his mouth dropped open. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he growled.

Doms like him were a dime a dozen. They were in it for the fun of delivering a hard spanking or getting their dick sucked off on command, but they had no real clue how to speak to the heart of their partner. He wouldn’t know the needs of his submissive if she wrote them on her tits.

“Never mind.” James laughed with a shake of his head. Even if he bothered to explain it, he doubted Tony could grasp the concept. Besides, he didn’t have time to dwell on selfish assholes. He had a pet to collar and train.

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