AtHerCommand (27 page)

“Say you’ll marry me.” His jaw clenched with the effort to
hold still. “I want to make love to my future wife.”

“This is—” She broke off with a moan as Dalton slid his
erection across her wet folds. “
Damn you
, this is sexual blackmail.”

“Say ‘yes’,” he ordered, teeth gritted as his cock probed
her flesh.

“Yes!”

Domino arched to meet him as he surged inside, stretching
her and stealing her breath. Dalton gripped her hips, thrusting deep again and
again, his control shattered. When she climaxed, he shouted, a triumphant sound
that almost drowned her scream of pleasure.

She surrendered to sensation, her mind distantly registering
his body bowing in intense release. And as they shuddered with sensual
aftershocks, she felt him press his face into her hair and sigh.

Domino listened to their breathing, enjoying the warm weight
of his body and his musky scent. She felt protected, something she hadn’t
realized she craved, and well loved. Turning her head, she nuzzled his neck.
How would he react if she gave him a love bite? It might be fun to find out.

“That tickles.” He rolled them both onto their sides. When
she shot him a wicked smile, he groaned. “What’s going on in that sexy mind of
yours?”

“I was wondering if anyone would notice if I borrowed one of
the tickle kits from the club.”

“No.
No way
.” Dalton shook his head. “Besides,
paybacks are hell. How would you like it if I took some of the nipple clamps to
use on you?”

“I’m not into pain.” Dom leaned forward to nibble on his
lower lip. “Maybe we can borrow some shackles.”

“But we both own handcuffs,” Dalton pointed out.

“Yeah, but they’re not fur-lined.” Domino laughed, warmed
when he joined in. “I have this fantasy about cuffing you to my kitchen table,
decorating your body with tiramisu and licking you all over. I want to taste
you when you—”

With a growl, he captured her mouth and explored it so
thoroughly, her body clamored for round two. Breathless from the kiss, they
broke apart.

“Yep, there’s definitely some residual Mistress Bella in
there,” Dalton said. “But I don’t mind. I fell in love with the entire
package—the no-nonsense agent, the generous lover, the romantic who decorated
your girly bedroom—”

Dom punched his arm and he grinned.

“I even fell in love with the bossy Bella,” Dalton said,
“and I want to spend the rest of my life getting to know all of you.” He
reached across her to pull an item out of his pants pocket. It was a small
white jeweler’s box. “And sexual blackmail or not, you said ‘yes’.”

Opening the box, he took out a ring that flashed brilliant
in the light and shocked Domino speechless. Fiery diamond baguettes circled the
yellow gold band. He held out the striking ring.

Her mouth went dry.
This is real.
Dalton wants to
marry me.

When she didn’t speak or reach for the ring, Dalton cleared
his throat. The nervous gesture brought tears to her eyes.

“It’s called an eternity ring,” he explained. “Not your
usual engagement ring but I thought…well, I want to spend eternity with you.
Besides, since it’s smooth all the way around, it won’t catch on your holster.”

That did it. Dom’s tears spilled over and she launched
herself at him, pushing him flat on his back.

“It’s perfect. You’re perfect.” She kissed his face as he
chuckled, obviously relieved. “I want eternity with you too.”

He sobered as he took her left hand and raised it to his
lips. Then Dalton slipped the ring onto her third finger where it rested
warming against her skin.
Perfect.

“I hope you don’t like long engagements,” he said.

Domino looked from the sparkling diamonds to the sparkle in
his eyes. Nothing had ever felt as right as loving this man. “Doing anything
next Saturday?”

A grin split Dalton’s face. “Just tell me when and where to
be. I’m at your command.”

About the Author

Marcia James, when she isn’t penning romantic comedies with
elements of mystery and suspense, is a freelance video scriptwriter and
advertising copywriter. In addition to developing marketing and promotional
materials, she writes romance articles for her local weekly newspaper. After
years of dealing with such sexy topics as how to safely install traffic lights,
Marcia is enjoying “researching” and plotting steamy love scenes for her
romance novels with her husband and hero of many years.

Marcia welcomes comments from readers. You can find her
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