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He wasn’t saying anything that hadn’t already been beating in her blood, but she asked anyway. “You’re mine?”
He nodded. It was time to choose.
“Is that a nipple ring?”
CHAPTER5
Magnus had never laughed this much with a woman. He’d had several relationships, but they always seemed so intense, so serious, and they were fucking exhausting. But this precious pink, glowing woman made him laugh.
“It’s possible that I got roaring drunk one night in Okinawa and woke up with my nipples on fire.”
“I’m surprised that Marines are allowed to have piercings like that.”
She might say she was surprised, but he saw the way she bit her lip and tried to stare through his shirt. Of course, he’d be doing the same thing if he thought she had bejeweled titties.
“Technically, we’re not, but it was already done. It was almost finished healing by the time anyone noticed and let me tell you, it doesn’t matter if you’re an officer. Your staff sergeant will make you suffer once he finds out.”
She snickered and he liked the earthy depth of the sound. Magnus had discovered his sexually dominant side fairly early on, and he’d learned quickly that he was not the slightest bit attracted to any age play dynamic that involved giggling. He had a lot of friends who enjoyed being daddies, but it wasn’t the kind of relationship he craved.
He just hadn’t known until now that he needed a sparkling woman with a slightly dirty laugh. One who blushed, but didn’t let it stop her from being curious. Maybe even adventurous, if he had anything to say about it.
Much as he wanted this woman in his bed, he knew that once he got her there, they weren’t leaving for days. This fucking party was interfering with his plans for her, but they’d just have to work around it. In the meantime, Magnus knew Steph would never miss the toy he’d picked up and he’d pay Jenn back for it next time he was in Denver.
“Let’s play a game, sparkles.” He leaned in to kiss her on the cheek.
Her eyes lit with fun before she narrowed them. “What kind of game?”
That wasn’t a no, so he took the next step. “Twenty questions.”
“Why do I get the feeling the rules aren’t going to be the ones I’m used to?”
“Smart girl. My way is more fun. I promise you’ll have plenty of time to finish everything before the party starts, but I want you to trust me to give you what you need.”
He tapped her on the nose before he kissed the tip. Teasing was a new thing for him, too. When he went to the club, it was all about command and discipline. Everyone knew their role and he didn’t have to put himself to much effort to entice a sub into a scene for a night.
But he didn’t want her just for a night. For the first time in far too long, he very seriously wanted this woman to play with him for years to come. His hips surged forward and he could feel the heat pouring out of her cunt impeded only by their clothing. As much as he wanted to see her naked, her pussy spread wide open so he could slide right inside, this wasn’t the moment.
His request finally distracted her from rubbing her thumb over his nipples. Just in time, too, because they were incredibly sensitive. Her touch had him leaking pre-cum into his jeans and he needed to hold off until she was naked and under him.
Waiting for her to decide nearly damn well killed him, but if she agreed, everything would change.
She nodded, and he breathed out. Her decision was made. Her fate, her pleasure, her future was in his hands, whether she realized it or not.
“Take off your pants, Greer.”
“What?” Her eyes widened, as if she somehow hadn’t expected him to start so abruptly. She’d learn.
“Pants. Off. Now.” He deepened his voice to the tone he used on bratty subs when he scened at the club. “You just told me you’d trust me. Prove it.”
Her hands immediately went to the waistband of those adorably sexy trousers and they were down around her knees in seconds. She paused, almost puzzled at how they’d gotten there, and looked up at him.
“Good girl, sparkles.” He cradled her chin and rewarded her - them - with a kiss, sweet and light. “You let me take care of you tonight and I promise, I’ll get you where you need to be.”
“I’m not sure I understand,” she said, but she didn’t move to pull her pants back up. The panties she wore underneath were lace-edged satin in a delicate shade of light rose. What he really noticed, though, was the rich, thick scent that wafted out from between her legs, like roses and cream.
“Oh baby,” he murmured, bending to take a closer look. “You’re fucking soaked. Is all this for me?”
Greer nodded, her face alight with a blush that colored her from her forehead down to the neckline of her sweater. “I… I couldn’t help it.”
