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The caterers had packed up quickly and he watched from the open door as she quartered her way through the room, picking up little bits and pieces as she went. Even after all she’d gone through today, she still looked lovely. A little looser, a little more mussed around the edges, but still gorgeous to him.
He pushed off the door frame and walked up behind her.
She heard him coming and responded readily, leaning back into him when he snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her close.
“Done for the night, sparkles?”
“Mm-hmm.” She tilted her neck so he could kiss his way down the side, ending with a light bite on the tender spot where it met her shoulder.
“We never did finish our game. You ready to play some more or are you too tired?”
“A good party never makes me tired. I’d love to play with you.”
God, he could get used to this. Standing with his soft woman relaxed in his arms after a hard day’s work, sliding up against each other as they rocked gently to music only they could hear.
“Game on, sparkly pink girl. Let’s go upstairs and play.”
She reached out to swipe a bag off a table, then twined her fingers with his.
“What’s that?” he asked
“Is that one of your questions?”
He zapped her with the panty vibe and waited until she caught her breath again before he answered with a grin. “Nope. Just a regular question. So what’s in it?”
“It’s one of the gift bags. Jenn told me one was for me and that I should come by the bookshop sometime. I think she put her card in here.”
Magnus chuckled. “I bet she did.”
“She also said that if I made sure the seam on my pants was in the right spot, I’d have even more fun while the party was on.” She quirked a brow at him. “I can’t imagine what might have prompted her to tell me that.”
“I can’t say, ma’am. It might compromise operational security.”
The Grange was a three-story building and still one of the tallest in town. Eventually, the plan was to open up the second floor as an inn and keep the third for the office and private areas, but right now, all the men were staying here, living and working together. Whoever had built the place originally must have had a similar idea because the rooms were all large suites with separate bedroom and living spaces, and the attached bathrooms had been updated to luxury standards with ADA compliance.
Helluva lot better than living in barracks, but it provided a similar sense of the familiar closeness they’d all become accustomed to in the military. Magnus knew none of them, including himself, were ready to live alone. Having buddies next door was best for everyone.
The only downside was that they were all up in each other’s business - just like in the Marines - so there was no hope of keeping this fragile new relationship quiet. Personally, he’d be happy to shout it from the rooftops, but he didn’t want to scare Greer any more than he already had… what with nearly killing her earlier and all.
Anyway, he had personal knowledge that the walls weren’t exactly soundproof, given Doc’s easy ability to get women to come upstairs with him on a regular basis. There’d be no hiding that Greer was his woman because the guys were going to get used to listening to her scream his name every time he made her come.
He ushered her into the elevator that had been one of the first things to get working safely. The construction company they used, an outfit called Tower which was also run by veterans, had been able to enlarge the shaft so Ford could easily maneuver his wheelchair in and out of the box as needed. They’d also installed gold-flecked mirrors which now reflected three hundred sixty degrees of sexy Greer Holloway.
Magnus immediately positioned himself in a corner and held her with her back to his chest so he could see her from every angle.
“I can tell you take security very seriously,” she said, her eyes gleaming with fun.
“I’ve made your personal security my life’s work, ma’am.” He slipped his hand under her sweater and slowly dragged it up her soft belly, letting its downy soft texture tease them both as he lifted it over her bra, the same light rose color as the panties he’s seen earlier. “So fucking pretty, sparkles. So neat and tidy and perfectly pink. I want to see what shade your nipples turn when they’re swollen and needy and begging for me to suck on them.”
She moaned and the sound bounced off the glass, amplifying her desire. He had no choice but to cover her mouth with his and drink in her voice. When the doors opened, he had just enough presence of mind to pull her sweater back down, but couldn’t be bothered to stop kissing her. He was fairly certain no one was standing in the hall, but his situational awareness had gone to shit. He didn’t give a fuck who saw him kissing his woman, but her tits were a sight for him alone.
Goddamn. He hadn’t been this eager since college had opened the doors to a wide and eagerly experimental variety of wet, soft pussy. Now, he only wanted one pussy. Hers.
While he sucked on her tongue, Magnus groped for the door handle and they stumbled through it together. Holy shit. He had to get hold of himself for both their sakes. With a final suck, he pulled himself up.
“You test my control, sparkles.”
“Is that bad?” She was panting, her chest heaving and those nipples hard as cherry pits visible through the soft wool of her sweater.
