She tried to take a step away. “This might have been a mistake.”
“Sh,” he soothed her, pulling her back against him. “You know who I am. I haven’t promised you anything, have I?”
She didn’t answer for a minute, but he let her think it over.
“No, you haven’t.”
“I know I was here under a pretense, but you understand why. And you know who I am now. I’m not here to use you.”
“You want to play with me tonight. See where things go. If we want to, we can play while you’re here. No promises of anything past that.”
There was no reproach in her voice. No anger. And, yet, when it was laid out like that it didn’t sound great. Even if it was the truth.
“That’s right. Still want to do a scene with me? Remember, tonight is just an exploration. Nothing too deep.”
God, his cock was so hard he wondered how he was going to resist taking her tonight. But he’d promised no sex. Didn’t mean he wasn’t going to bring her to orgasm, though. He wanted to fuck her with his fingers. Get his tongue inside her tight passage. Taste her. Eat her.
Shit. He took a calming breath. Time to slow things down a little.
“Ria. Master Connor.” Joe approached, giving him the reprieve he needed to cool down.
“Master Joe. We were just coming to find you.”
The big Dom’s dark arms were covered in tattoos. Connor knew he had a military background, but a lot of the shit he’d been involved in was classified. Not that Connor couldn’t find out. But he didn’t like to hack into US military files without just cause.
Joe nodded then looked down at Ria. “How are you, kitten?”
His gentle voice had Connor raising his eyebrows.
“I’m fine. How you doing? Your nana doing okay?”
“She’s much better. She loved seeing you.”
“Anytime.” She reached out and squeezed Joe’s arm, and Connor’s possessive instincts went into overdrive. He had to force himself not to act like a dick and make a scene. But he really wanted to pull Ria away and make it clear to Joe who she belonged to.
Not you, asshole.
She is for tonight.
Doesn’t give you the right to act like a jealous prick.
God, he hated listening to his rational side sometimes. Seemed to him living in caveman times would have been a simpler life. Eat. Kill. Fuck. Yeah, he could be down with that.
“My nana treats Ria like she’s another grandchild,” Joe told him with a slight warning in his voice. Okay, the way Joe was looking at her was starting to make Connor rethink his whole stance on not being a possessive prick.
“What are you doing in here, Ria?”
“We’re here to do a scene,” Connor said firmly.
“Together?” Joe raised his eyebrows.
“Yes, together.” What was this guy’s problem? If he’d wanted Ria, he should have made a move on her earlier, because Connor didn’t share.
Again, not yours, asshole.
Shit.
“You’ve never been in here before, kitten.”