Re: The Bar - Rajani and Magnus
She liked that she seemed capable of surprising him even what with all of his experience, and that the application of even relatively simple touches to the right spot could arouse him so enthusiastically. Janie had begun charting a map in her mind, a railway or tube system through which to route his desire. She could take the leisurely scenic line, once she knew the stops along the way, or choose instead the most direct means to get where they intended to go-
A system that was all but entirely forgotten about when the curve of his nail skimmed the bead of her clit. Admittedly, she did not hear whatever those words were that came directly after the action, mouth parting around a soft, throaty mewl of sweet vexation.
"Oh," she breathed, watching him again as his hand retreated and her thoughts tumbled clumsily back into place after it. "But you are a cruel master after all, aren't you?" She smiled at Magnus and met his golden gaze for a beat regardless, staying him a moment more with delicate hands on either side of his face. She leaned herself up against his mouth for one more lush kiss before she would let him go. "Make it a very brief conversation, won't you, sir?"
As terrible a thing as it was to release him, it was important to let Maia see she had an influential master interested in the use of her. And it let him appreciate the sway of her ass in that dress as she moved smoothly to pick up his mask from where he'd left it atop the bar, walking it over to where she could prepare them a bed.