Page 10 of Their Naughty Student
Before I could respond, Jamie said, “That would be nice.”
Then another silent conversation took place between me and Cav:
Cav:See, she’s game.Let her lead the way.
Me:Youwill pay for this later.I promise.
Cav:I’m looking forward to it.
Son of a bitch.
At what point had the submissive taken control of this situation?That wasn’t the way things worked in my club.Certainly not a submissive I was in charge of.
Ah.So, she’s a submissive now?Tasty.
No.Definitely not.Jamie Lautner wasn’t a submissive.She was merely curious.And we weren’t playing.
So what’s the harm in having a simple conversation?
For the first time tonight, the voice had a point.Talking would allow me time to clarify to Cav that this woman was off-limits.
Overstepping in a big way, Cav took complete control of the situation.He linked his arm with Jamie’s, then turned toward the stairs.I had no choice but to follow, all the while running through the reprimand I would be giving him later.
“So, what brings you to the club, Miss Lautner?”Cav asked as we made our way up to the main floor.His voice was deep and as commanding as it was rich.
“Curiosity, mostly.My brother thought it would be amusing to get me banned from the other clubs in the area.”
Cav’s gaze shot to mine, and I nodded, confirming her story.Back when Jamie first approached Zeke about checking out a kink club, her brother had lost his shit, threatening to do bodily harm to any club owner who allowed his sister entry into their club.
“Yet he didn’t have a problem with you comin’ here?”Cav asked, a mixture of intrigue and disbelief wrinkling his brow
Jamie grinned.“I wouldn’t say that.But he finally caved, so here I am.”
She had a nice smile.Pretty white teeth, perfectly plump lips.
Ready to undress her yet?
I mentally rolled my eyes, followed them.
Cav urged two single submissives to find another place to go and took the barstools they vacated, offering one to Jamie.Rather than sit on the other, Cav casually leaned against the bar, facing Jamie, completely engaged.
“What’s your pleasure, sugar?”
Sweet-talking bastard.Careful, or he’s gonna steal the girl right out from under you.
First of all, Jamie wasn’t a girl.And two, she wasn’t under me.
Yet.Night’s not finished.
Fuck.
“Sprite, please.”
“A Sprite and two waters,” Cav told the submissive working the bar, then turned back to Jamie.
“Would you mind me asking where you’re from?”she questioned.
That shit-eating grin lit up Cav’s face.“Born and raised in Texas.Houston, to be exact.”
