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He could see the feistiness come forth on her face, and she smiled up at him.
“You are a guest, Sarena. No cleaning up here,” he murmured, shaking his head.
“But we are just two neighbors dining together, so I can help clean. This is not a date, remember?” She cocked an eyebrow at him and used her finger to tap him on the chest.
There it was again.
Her feistiness.
She was testing him.
He shot his hand out and grabbed her finger.
“No cleaning up,” he said softly. He narrowed his eyes on her, trying to harden his facial features. “That’s an order.”
“I’m not one of your men that you can just order around.” She poked him in the chest with her finger again.
He tightened his grip on her hand and let loose a low growl. Her hazel eyes darkened as she tipped her head back farther so she could look him in the eyes.
He closed the gap between them and pushed the proof of his arousal against her stomach. A gasp escaped her lips. She needed to know what she did to him. His cock begged for release from his jeans.
“You’re right. I can’t give them certain orders.” He leaned down toward her.
She strained toward him, and he his crushed his mouth to hers. Her fingers gripped his shirt, and he pressed closer to her. Their lips molded together. He angled his head, and her lips parted, allowing his tongue to sweep into her mouth. He could taste the light wine still on her tongue.
His tongue plundered her mouth, and a moan released from her. Her soft lips moving across his lips had his cock straining against his jeans. He pulled back from her. She protested as he cupped her face in his large hands. He gently rubbed his thumbs over her cheeks, brushing her deep dimples. She gave him a small smile. He loved the caramel complexion of her skin. It was a direct contrast to the tan color of his. Everything about Sarena just made him want to go caveman on her.
Dragging her off to his bedroom and locking her away for him to have his way with her was quickly becoming his favorite fantasy.
Her tied up on his bed, naked, legs spread wide, waiting for him was an image that had a growl escaping his lips.
Soon.
“How about I give you an order I know you will follow,” he murmured, laying another kiss on her swollen lips.
“What is that?” Her dazed eyes met his.
He smiled slightly and moved his thumb to her bottom lip. He couldn’t stay away from her plump lips. They were perfect for kissing and wrapping themselves around his cock.
“Take your clothes off.”
Sarena didn’t move her gaze off Marcas as she reached for the bottom of her shirt. His order was said with such a commanding tone, that had she been one of his men, she would have scrambled to do what he ordered.
He was right.
This was an order he wouldn’t be giving to his men.
This was just for her.
She pulled her shirt over her head. The chilled air met her skin, and her nipples drew up into painful beads, pushing against her bra. A quick intake of breath from Marcas, and her core clenched.
His eyes darkened as he moved his gaze down to take in her full breasts.
“All of them.”
She tried to control her breathing and bit her lip. She slid her hands down to her jeans, unbuttoned them, and kicked off her heels, losing four inches of height. She felt so small and dainty near Marcas. He was a large man, and by the size of his bulge in his jeans, he was large everywhere. She shimmied out of her jeans, leaving herself in just her bra and panties.
“Are you taking anything off?” she asked, breathless. She took in his muscular frame, and her heart raced.
