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“We can talk about that after dinner when I take you home with me. I’m not being apart from you again, angel,” I add at her slight surprise. “Your parents might not know it, but dinner is the last time that you’re just theirs. After it, you’re going to be my little girl entirely when I tell them they can either support this or not, but they won’t do anything to hurt or upset you without coming through me.”

“You mean it? You’re going to tell them tonight? You don’t want to wait and make sure…”

I cut off her worried questions with a long, hard kiss that has her moaning against me. “There’s no making sure, angel. You’re mine and I won’t live another day without you beside me. Myring is going to be on your finger before your belly pops too, so if you want a fancy wedding, you better start planning, because the diamond that matches these,” I say, giving the knot a little tap, “is waiting for you at home and it’s going on tonight.”

“I just want you, Mark. That’s all I’ve ever wanted,” she says, and I can’t resist giving her another kiss before knowing we have to get ready for dinner.

I approve of the dress she sets out to wear after we’ve dried her hair, the waves natural since I refused to let her straighten it. I can’t wait to fist my hands in it while I fuck her tonight. When I come out of the bathroom dressed, I find her in her underwear as she starts to pull on her dress. I kneel down in front of her, taking her panties off her before slipping them into my pocket as her eyes search my face curiously. “I don’t want anything coming between me and what’s mine. You’ll only cover it with what I say you can from now on angel.”

“You’re the boss,” she teases, and I give her ass a swat for her sass before letting her finish getting dressed. I made an excuse about the office needing me to explain departing the party earlier but said I’d be there for the dinner still, so no one should have questions about it right now. I’m sure there will be plenty once they learn Ginny’s mind, but she’s what matters, not their opinions on this—us.

Chapter 3

Ginny

Ashiver races through me as I slip into the living room, my eyes immediately finding Mark as he has a drink with my dad. Thank god my dress is made of compression material because it keeps my nipples from poking out through it, showing off how tight they are. Everything that Mark did to me, said to me while fucking me just made me want more. Want him more.

It makes me wet to know how much I got off on all of his dirty words. I never imagined I’d want to hear him call me a slut or a whore, but holy shit, it just made me more desperate for him. My pussy however loved it, loved knowing that it really was nothing but a slut for him, a desperate whore wanting to be filled with his thickness. And fuck, is he thick. More so than I imagined even after seeing him naked.

“So, what exactly happened this afternoon?” Callie asks, sliding up next to me, her gaze following mine over towards Mark. “I take it this is from him,” she adds nodding at my necklace—collar. The word makes me think of how he said he owned me, like I was his pet, and shit, that makes me hotter still.

“Yeah and I can’t take it off,” I say quietly making her eyes bug out a bit. “He said only he could take it off me and looking at the clasp, I’d say it has a special tool to do it.”

“And he’s keeping hold of it. So? Have your little teases finally paid off?”

“More than you’d believe,” I answer and the way her jaw drops has me nodding before my mother notices I’m here and pulls me into the mix.

A little sigh of relief hits me when Mark settles into the seat next to me at the table, and I fight to keep from moaning when his hand rests on my thigh, teasing along the edge of my dress for the majority of dinner. A grin hits hearing my dad ask him if he got everything with the office settled.

“Anyone special you met while away that kept you gone for so long?” Mom asks him with a hopeful look which makes me hold my breath, and I bite my tongue when Mark’s fingers tease my clit as he answers her.

“No, just an important deal that was meant for the next phase of my life,” he tells her, drawing some curious looks from around the table.

“Sounds like there might be some truth to the rumor that you were looking for someone to buy your company,” Uncle Steve, dad’s brother, says, and I nearly choke on my bite between hearing that and the way Mark strums my clit, pulling a little gush of warmth from me that spills onto my pussy lips.

Mark smiles and I don’t know for certain if it’s because of the question or me, but as I turn my face towards his, the pleased glint in it tells me that perhaps it’s both and they both relate to me somehow. “The formal announcement won’t come out until next week, but yes, I was working on a deal to sell the company.”

“Are you thinking of moving?” Aunt Samantha asks as he slips his finger inside my pussy when I shift my legs open further.

“I haven’t decided yet. If I do, it’ll be a little further out. Somewhere with a bit more space. I don’t mind the occasional game of golf but could never live on the links. I ended up playing far too many games while I was away setting up this deal to want to do that with my time, and from the sound of things, the course is used quite a bit during the days. Working long hours I never noticed it before, but I’m not sure living next door is going to give me what I want most,” he states, and every word seems to have a double meaning to me. I love the idea of moving somewhere with space, especially if it’s not right next door to my parents.

“Further out? Why would you want to live further away from all of the restaurants and bars…the women?” Uncle Steve asks and I suck in a breath as a bit of jealousy flows through me on top of the way Mark’s finger strokes my g-spot. It’s so good it nearly makes me black out and I turn to look at him, seeing the gentle look in his eyes as he slips his fingers out of me, before going back to just teasing my clit and opening.

“Never was one to go for flashy or drunk women. No, I have my eyes on something special and while I’ll miss the friendships I’ve built, I’m looking towards a long-term future rather than a bit of fun,” he states and this time, I know the double meaning was definitely meant for me.

“What about you, Ginny?” Aunt Samantha asks, giving me a smile and I swear, they’re all torturing me. “Have you decided on a college?”

“No, none of them have really spoken to me, saying I need to go here, so I may just take a gap year and see how I feel next year,” I answer, and Dad just shrugs, not bothered by it but Mom gives me her frustrated look. The same one she gave me when I came down with my hairau natural. She really does want me to be her little girl, her dress up doll still, but I want to be Mark’s dirty little girl more.

“You’ll miss out on rushing my old sorority,” she says, and I roll my eyes, then bite my tongue when I feel a little slap against my pussy. Thank god no one could hear it as Callie lets out a loud laugh she tries to cover with a cough. She knows me and sororities would never mix. I hate stupid parties and being surrounded by people I don’t like.

“Probably for the best,” Dad says pulling a surprised look from Mom. “You know how those parties are,” he adds to her, and I fight to hide my grin at his dark tone, especially since Mark’s fingers are still playing with my pussy. “My girl is not attending them, especially not with the way you’ve kept her sheltered.”

“I have not,” Mom argues huffily and it’s no surprise that Uncle Steve, Aunt Samantha, and several others quickly excuse themselves. As much as Mom loves to focus on perfection, she and Dad get into the stupidest, loudest, longest fights and then she huffs and puffs, but also snips and snaps at anyone in her line of sight and my whole family knows it.

The table clears as everyone gives me hugs and kisses to the cheek as they go, and having Mark’s fingers playing with my pussy the entire time just makes me hotter for more of it.

“I’ll let you deal with that but call me later so you can spill everything,” Callie says with a quick glance towards Mark as she smiles knowingly at me.

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