The Men with the Golden Cuffs (Masters and Mercenaries #2)(50)

Jake huffed. “No, it’s a large butt plug. It’s for training, Serena. Jenna has been somewhat resistant to anal sex, but she swears she wants to try it. Ian won’t f*ck her ass until he’s prepared her.”

“For a horse? Seriously, Jacob, that thing is huge.” And she was kind of curious as to what was going to happen. It was odd, but knowing that everyone here had a contract and that everything was consensual made it seem all right to watch.

Jake shook his head. “You’re kidding, right?”

She turned back to Jake. “About how big that thing is? No. I am not. I think we need to cross that apparatus off the list.”

His voice dipped low as he leaned in. “Serena, I’m bigger than that plug.”

She stared at him, her mind completely off the plug now. She couldn’t help it. She looked down at his leathers. “No way.”

A big grin crossed his face. “Way. Adam’s not far behind me. And from what I’ve seen, poor Jenna probably has another two steps up before she takes on Ian. I have no idea how he functions. He should pass out from having so little blood in his brain. Now stop worrying about something that isn’t happening yet and answer the question. Bench or lap?”

She was nervous. She was excited. She was somewhat aroused. She was really aroused. And she was definitely interested in whether Jake was telling the truth or not. Her mouth kind of watered at the idea of it. How big was he? She’d only slept with Doyle, and it hadn’t been that great. It had mostly been an exercise in futility and frustration. What if she was the problem? Doyle had always claimed that she was, and now he was sleeping with a perky little grad student. What if he’d been right, and she really was frigid? What if she disappointed Jake? What if this all fell apart just when it seemed to be getting good?

“Lap it is, then.” He reached down and picked her up as though she weighed next to nothing. He made her feel so delicate.

“Jake, what are you doing?” She looked around, but no one seemed to care that she was being kidnapped.

He walked away from the stage toward the back of the dungeon. “I think we’ll make this first punishment private. I want to get you out of that head of yours. I don’t like it when you disappear like you just did. I have no idea what was going on inside that brain, but I didn’t like the expression it put on your face.”

A man in leathers stood in front of a small hallway.

“You need a room, Jake?” The big man handed him a key. “Five is free and fully stocked.”

“Thanks, Glen. And if Ian asks,” Jake began.

Glen shrugged. “I never see anything. I’m practically f*cking blind, man. And I wouldn’t stand in the path of true love. Ian’s got a black heart.”

Serena blushed at the thought, but Jake just thanked the man and started walking toward the room numbered five. Privacy rooms. For doing stuff. Sex stuff. Kinky stuff. Spankings. And sex. She was going to be alone with Jacob Dean. She was going to be half naked, and maybe totally naked, and then he would see her cellulite. God, why hadn’t she thought about wearing some sort of girdle? What was she thinking? They had barely let her have a thong. Her panties were in Jake’s pocket, hanging out for all to see. He probably wouldn’t like her covered in a girdle.

“You see, there it is. You just went somewhere else when you should be with me.” He set her on her feet and had the door open in an instant. He hustled her in and turned on the light. The room was like a little mini playroom. There was a spanking bench, a wall full of implements, and a big bed. A big, comfy-looking bed.

She was alone with him.

“What were you thinking about? Tell me now.” He used that deep, dark voice on her. She found it almost impossible to resist.

Well, she was nothing if not honest. “I was worried about how I’ll look when you take my clothes off.”

He shook his head and sat down on the bed. His muscular legs were spread apart, his arms going across that cut chest of his. “I’m not going to take off your clothes, Serena. If you thought I would take you back here and rip your clothes off, you’re going to be disappointed.”

She was, actually. And now she was embarrassed. That had been a big assumption on her part. She’d kind of thought that since Adam had made it plain he wanted her, that meant Jake wanted her, too. But he was obviously just playing a role. But he’d kissed her. She had to get it out of her head. This was what a lot of people did. They played. It wasn’t serious. It was just casual sex. The trouble was she wasn’t a casual type of girl. “Sorry. I just thought since we were alone that you would…”

Jake cut her off with a curt shake of his head. “Make it easy on you? No way. You’re going to undress for me. Slowly. You’re going to show me your breasts and your * and your ass, and then you’ll lay yourself across my lap and you will accept my discipline. What are your safewords?”

He’d had them written into their contract. “Yellow and red.” Yellow slowed things down, and red stopped them altogether. She was kind of worried that a big yellow light was in her future. She was confused, but that was probably more about her than him. She didn’t have a whole lot of experience. All the men she’d dreamed about lately were in her books. They were safe.

“Why are you scared, Serena?”

“I’m worried that you won’t want me once you see me naked, and I want for you to want me.”