“Hey Marnie!” they waved.
“Hi guys.”
“Hey, don’t mind your big brother,” laughed Mitch.
“Oh, hey, Mitch,” said Cooper.
“I’m really loved,” he grinned.
“You are loved. By everyone. Including me, Mitch. Tonight was beautiful and although I’m terrified of what Alden might do, I trust you. I really, really trust you.”
“I’m glad baby.”
“But I do have one request,” she said standing in front of her cottage.
“I promise to tell you everything that’s happening,” he said. “I won’t keep anything from you.”
“That’s not it,” she said nervously. “Will you, I mean, could you, would you mind staying with me tonight. I mean, we don’t have to do anything.”
“No,” he said shaking his head. “If I stay with you tonight, I’m not leaving. Not ever. You’re mine and I’m yours and I will treat that body as my possession. If you can handle that, I’ll stay. Otherwise, I’ll see if one of the other guys will guard your home.”
Marnie stared at him, so surprised by his statement, she could barely breathe.
“M-Mitch,” she whispered. “Do you mean, stay, stay?”
“I mean stay forever, honey. Like I’m gonna put a ring on that finger and I’m gonna make you mine in every way possible. Understand?”
“I understand,” she smiled. “And yes. Stay with me.”
“Forever, baby.” She nodded and he took her hand, entering through the front door of the cottage. When he stopped in the living room, turning to be sure she was still with him, she grinned and pulled him toward the bedroom.
“Forever.”
CHAPTER TEN
Marnie had never undressed in front of a man with the lights on. Truth be told, she never wanted to and they never seemed to insist. Her minimal sexual experience with men was dismal at best.
She knew this would be different.
Mitch immediately began undressing, laying his clothes on the overstuffed chair in the corner. She watched every muscle in his body flexing with each movement. It was making her so hot and so dry in the mouth.
When he turned, fully naked, she almost fainted.
“M-Mitch,” she whispered. “You’re so beautiful. You’re so perfect.” He chuckled, shaking his head.
“I’m not perfect,” he smirked. “Look. Bullet wounds here, here, and here. Knife would here. Broken collarbone, broken wrist, and twisted knee.”
“All from being a SEAL?” she frowned.
“No. The wrist and knee were high school football but it makes me feel better to throw it all in one bucket.” She smiled at then, nodding.
The buttons were on the front of the dress, already straining from her full breasts. She undid each one carefully, then pushed the dress to the floor revealing the sexiest fucking bustier he’d ever seen.
“Holy shit,” he said staring at her. His cock immediately hardened, standing straight up, begging her for more. Marnie could not believe that this man was willingly going to bed with her.
“Gwen thought it would add to the dress.”
“You are what makes the dress baby. But that thing makes me want to eat you alive. Take it off, Marnie. Or I’ll cut it off.” She found it to be the most tantalizingly sexy thing she’d ever done.
