He had bided his time, waiting for his opportunity with Andi. At the investment corporation she was always so cool and aloof—untouchable. But now he was going to do more than touch. His cock strained against his leather pants, and he wondered how long he was going to last before he had to take her. No, he was going to make her wait as long as possible. With slow, even strides, he walked toward the door of the spacious suite, knowing that every moment of anticipation would heighten Andi’s nervousness and desire. It was going to take all his strength not to fuck her the moment he saw her. He didn’t realize how true that thought was until he swung the door open and saw Andi standing in the hallway, her chin raised and her eyes flashing with the spunk and fire he had always admired in her. Yes, this weekend was going to be interesting, to say the least. “Master Derrick, her collar.” Jamie handed it to him then bowed her head. “If you have nothing further…” He waved her off, unable to take his gaze from Andi.
