Lord Emerson's POV
I could see she was nervous and anxious to know what the last test was going to be.
“Here?” She asked, and I hummed and nodded. She didn't know what was hitting her.
While holding her confused gaze, I took a sip and ran a seductive glance at her. “Are you wearing underwear?” I asked, and her brow furrowed. “I will take your silence as a yes.” I smirked and took another sip of my drink.
“Take off your panties and hand them over to me,” I instructed, and her eyes widened. It took her a moment to register my words.
“I should… take…” she stuttered, unable to complete her words.
“Yes, take off your panties and hand them over to me,” I confirmed, while she stared at me with disbelief. “Right here?” She asked with confusion; it was obvious she thought I was going insane.
