Colby guided her down the steps and into the vehicle. Feeling a little devilish, Lara allowed her raincoat to part and show her legs as she climbed in. Colby caressed the inside of her knee as he pulled the fabric back into place. “Just wait till we get to the club,” he said, his voice husky.
He closed the door, and Lara put on her seatbelt. Her skin tingled from his brief touch. “So, what are we going to do tonight?”
“It depends on what you want.” Colby expertly drove through town and out toward the club. “Since this is your first night in the club after the classes, I figured we would at least walk around and watch some of the scenes together and discuss which ones you’d like to try.” He reached across and entwined his fingers with hers. “There’s no rush and no pressure. Tonight is to get you comfortable being in the club.”
Lara thought for a moment. “What if I would like to try something tonight?”
“We will discuss it, and I will decide if you’re ready to try it or not.”
She frowned at him. “You will decide?”
“As your Dom, it is my responsibility to make sure not only that you are safe, but that you’re not jumping ahead into something you’re not ready for. I don’t want you to run screaming from the club.”
“If I was going to run screaming, I would’ve done it by now.” Nothing she’d seen so far made her afraid; if anything, it made her excited.
“Remember, I read your questionnaire. There are some hard limits on there.”
“True. But I wouldn’t pick one of those.”
“I didn’t think you would, but what about being bound to the wheel, nude, and having me flog you with a cat o’nine tails?”
She let out a sigh. “Since being nude is a hard limit, you won’t violate that. But I get it. I would not be ready for the other things you mentioned.” A tiny icy finger ran up her spine. She trusted Colby, and she trusted Max and the others in the club. She’d watched the night she catered the party and throughout the classes. Everyone seemed at ease with everyone else, and the dungeon monitors watched everything. “Don’t you have to work tonight?”
“Just from eight to ten. Jordan is going to take my ten to twelve shift.”
“That’s nice of him.”
“He understood that we’d want time together tonight.”
Lara glanced out the window and watched the trees as they drove by. She was excited, yet a little apprehensive. Her emotions were all over the place tonight. She was going to push her own boundaries tonight.
A little bit later, Colby parked outside the club. There were only a few cars. “We’re a little early, but I wanted to give you time to do whatever you needed to do before you’re ready to enter the club.”
“Thank you.” He helped her from the car, and together, they walked inside. Ralph signed them both in and handed Lara a new wristband. This one was purple and white.
“What do I do with my old one?” She’d worn it during her classes but that had been it.
“I’ll check with Max, but if you give it to me, I can make sure it’s cleaned and is as good as new.” Colby guided her down the small hallway and stopped outside the ladies’ bathroom. “If I’m not here when you’re ready to go into the club, just let Ralph know, and he’ll come find me.”
“All right.” He released her hand, and Lara walked into the ladies’ room. A smile tilted her lips as she walked in. This was so much more than the ladies’ room. There were showers, heated towels, benches to sit on, and of course, the lockers. She’d been amazed when she first saw it.
“Oh good, you’re here,” Sierra said.
“It’s so good to see you.” Lara walked over and embraced Sierra. “Thank you for helping me out earlier.”
“No problem. I love the red.” Sierra gestured to her shoes.
“They were the only ones I had.” She moved over to one of the lockers and set her purse inside, then unbuttoned her raincoat, slipped it off, neatly folded it, and put it into the locker.
“Holy heck,” Sierra said. “Has Colby seen you yet?”
Lara locked the locker and turned to Sierra. “Not yet. Do you think he’s going to like it on me? He made it.” Lara was proud of Colby’s leather skills.
“Lara, he’s going to be corralling all the Dom’s tonight. Good thing you’re wearing a purple and white wrist band.”
“Is it too much?” She hadn’t thought about how other men would see her. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.
“It’s perfect,” Sierra said, touching her on the shoulder. “I know we’re more acquaintances than friends, but I’ll sit with you tonight while Colby is working. That way, you’re not alone, and you can ask me any questions you want.”