Fancy also stopped at the costume shop and talked me into a pair of wings, mask, and flower crown to complete my fairy queen look. I couldn’t wait for Brian to see it. I quickly curled my hair, letting the waves fall against my shoulders, pinning just a few pieces back on each side. I went with minimal makeup: a bit of concealer and bronzer dusted across my cheeks and forehead, neutral shadow, thin eyeliner, clear mascara, and a deep rose lip gloss.
I gave myself the once over when I had all except the costume pieces on. For the first time in my life, I felt sexy and looked damn hot. I supposed fresh from multiple orgasms might do that to a woman.
A soft knock at the door rushed me along. I opened it a crack to find Fancy’s excited face staring back at me and opened it wider to let her in.
“Girl, I knew you’d look hot, but I think you are sexier clothed than most women naked.” She made a low growling sound in her throat. “Rawr, sexy mama.”
I laughed at her antics. “I don’t know about all that, but I feel sexier than I ever have.”
“Having a caring Dom does that to a sub.” Her face turned wistful. I knew instantly she was thinking about Brody.
“You’ll see him soon. Aren’t we meeting him at dinner?” I grabbed the last touch to the whole ensemble, a hooded white gossamer covered velvet cloak. It tied at my throat and had slits for my arms to slip through.
“Damn, girl. Brian won’t know what hit him.” Fancy strung her arm through mine as I finished putting the wings, mask, and crown in a tote bag to put on later. “Hell, half the men at the club won’t know what to do. Brian better not let you leave his sight.”
Her words had me stopping in my tracks. I didn’t want other men coming on to me or sniffing around me, especially in a BDSM club.
“Don’t worry.” Fancy patted my arm. “There are collars there that Brian can use to show you are untouchable and off the market.”
“Oh.” I let her lead me out of the bedroom door. I didn’t know if I wanted a collar, no matter how temporary.
“I was beginnin’ to worry.” Brian’s words trailed off as I sashayed in. “What are you hidin’ beneath that gorgeous cape?” He crossed one leg over the other as he sat back. “Remove it.” His voice had slipped into Dom mode as smoothly as silk flowed across the flesh.
I slowly untied the bow at my neck and felt Fancy’s hands on my shoulders as she helped me languidly remove the cape and reveal the dress beneath. It was almost shear, and in the right light, I was sure my lingerie was visible, but in more of an out of focus way. Brian adjusted himself, and then with one finger, indicated I turn for him.
I obliged, knowing that spinning for him would reveal the slits as well as a peek of lace from my bra in the V cutout on the back of the dress.
“Holy fuck!”
He was inches from me when I finished my turn. “That is the hottest fuckin’ dress, and you are the most beautiful woman in my life.” He trailed his fingers down my cheek, under my chin, down my neck, and dipped into my cleavage. My nipples hardened instantly, and their peaks jutted easily through the dress. Lace bras weren’t made to hide anything. I watched his hand as it continued across, and he circled the stiff peak of my left and then my right breast.
“Maybe we should stay home,” he whispered.
“That’s enough.” Fancy’s voice broke the spell Brian had woven around us. “Ian expects us in less than fifteen minutes.” She tossed a set of keys toward Brian. “You can drive, and Genevieve and I will ride in the back.”
“What? Wait!” Brian’s brow furrowed.
“It’s the Phantom,” Fancy all but whispered. “On loan from one of Carter’s connections. We only have it for two more days.” She winked at me as her words sank in.
“What’s a Phantom?” I asked, my lack of car knowledge obvious with those three words.
“Only one of the hottest, most sexy beasts that ever graced the asphalt road.” Brian grinned. “And worth over half a million dollars.” The joy radiating from his eyes gave him a boyish appearance.
“Let’s go.” Fancy helped me back into my cloak and led the way outside. “If we leave now, we will just make it.”
“Your carriage awaits, my ladies.” Brian bowed as he opened the back door of the phantom. I kept my mouth shut since I didn’t understand what all the fuss was. He slipped into the driver’s seat, running his hand over the wheel with a lover’s caress.
Then he started the engine, or I think he did. I saw him press the button, and the dash lights and screens flashed on, but there was no sound. I looked at Fancy and saw her wide smile. “I know, right? I had the same reaction the first time I rode in it. Watch this.” She pushed a couple buttons on the light above us, and the whole ceiling lit up like stars in the sky.
“Wow.”
“Right. Now, sit back and enjoy the ride.” She leaned over and whispered, “Sir will be upset with me, but the punishment will be worth it. The expression on your face and the boyish happiness on Brian’s makes any punishment worth it.” She grabbed my hand and held it the short distance to Ian’s home.
16
Brian
The drive to the compound was a dream, and the look Brody gave Fancy when I handed the keys over was priceless. Dinner went smoothly, and Genevieve hit it off with Angie, Kristen, Devon’s wife, and the other girls. There were a few more couples at Ian’s that I hadn’t met, but it was easy to see why they gravitated toward each other. Even outside of work, the guys were a well-oiled machine. It was fun to sit back and watch each couple, their interactions making me crave more with Genevieve.
“She fits in well.” Ian leaned back and swirled the whiskey in the glass that Devon passed him. We had all moved outside to the patio area his sub had created for him—an oasis of green and color amongst the harsh metal buildings surrounding it.
“That she does.” I smiled as we watched the girls, heads close together, most likely plotting something that would bring on a punishment later.
“What are your plans?” Ian focused his gaze on me.
“Not sure yet. My parents can’t handle the ranch on their own. My sisters all have their own lives, and with Brett havin’ moved to Tampa and joinin’ the ATF, it only leaves me at home.” I took a sip of my whiskey, enjoying the warmth and smokey flavor.
“What does she have to say about it?” Devon tilted his head toward Genevieve.
“We haven’t discussed it yet, but I wanna take her home with me. I don’t know if she’ll go for it, though.” I could already imagine her fresh-faced, hands wrapped around a warm coffee mug and leaning against the porch railing, watching the sun come up.
“Take her for a visit and show her what you love about it. Take things one step at a time from there,” Brody added his two cents to the conversation with Zane on his hip.
“Hey there, little man. Uncle Brian has been waitin’ to see you.” I grabbed his little foot and grinned at the little giggle of laughter.
“Is this your nephew?” Genni cooed at Zane.
“Hey, little man, why don’t you go say hi to your Auntie Genni.” Brody passed his son off to Genni’s arms. She took him willingly and began to sway as she chatted lowly, pointing out all the things around us. My pulse stuttered, and my body warmed at the sight before me. I began to imagine Genni with our own child in her arms.