The Claiming by Tara Sue Me

Author:Tara Sue Me
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2016-08-19T11:02:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

“I don’t get it.” Sasha looked in the mirror and pulled at the hem of the dress Cole had laid out for her to wear today. “I thought I was going to be a servant this week.”

He came up behind and stilled her hands. “Do I not have the right and authority to change my mind?”

His stare was piercing and she couldn’t look away. “You just rarely do, Sir.” To be honest, she really couldn’t think of any time he’d changed his mind, but she thought it best to err on the side of caution.

“That doesn’t mean I can’t. The fact of the matter is, we need six people to play croquet and Fritz had to leave.”

Not to mention, she thought, but didn’t say, with the other four people being couples, Fritz and Cole would look odd. Of course, she didn’t suppose either man cared very much what other people thought.

And she also supposed it didn’t matter that she’d never played croquet before because she was fairly certain Cole was the only one in the group who had. He’d also provided croquet outfits for everyone. The women were all wearing skirts, while the men wore what looked like golf outfits.

Cole lowered his lips to her neck. “We’ll pretend that Lord Johnson is completely taken by his servant and since he can’t get enough of her, he asked her to join him for an afternoon of croquet.”

“If he really wanted to make an impression, he’d know croquet wasn’t the way to her heart.”

“That’s only because she’s never played his way before.”

“She’s never played, period. And why would your way be any different?”

“Because my way is Dom Rules Croquet,” he whispered in her ear and then he gave her earlobe a sharp bite.

His words sent shivers down her spine, and a combination of arousal and excitement coiled in her belly.

“Leave it to you to find a way to make croquet kinky.” She tilted her head, giving him better access to her neck.

“It’s a gift.”

“Thank god.”

He laughed and doing so, his lips tickled her.

“Mmm.” She hummed. “We could stay here and be kinky inside.”

“Tempting, but we’ll save inside kink for later.”

“Promise?”

“Most assuredly.”

They were late meeting everyone outside. Though the white collared shirts and long shorts weren’t their normal style of dress, she had to admit the men looked pretty good. Abby and Julie must have just recently been told about Dom Rules Croquet, because they were both looking over the course with trepidation.

“I still don’t see how you can make it anything other than croquet,” Julie told Abby.

Abby raised an eyebrow. “Really? I’m more shocked it took them this long to do it.”

“Okay. True.”

“Sorry to keep you waiting,” Cole said and then winked at her. “My servant girl needed some extra encouragement.”

Her heart did the little extra skip thing it normally did when he looked at her that way.

He walked toward the playing area, stopping near a wooden box. “I set everything up this morning. Now, in regular rules, the purpose is to get your ball around the course in the proper order of wicket and stake.

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