Then, with the smile he knew never failed to get her wet, he moved towards her. His hand slid down her side to anchor at her hip. His other pulled her close, his mouth finding the sensitive flesh of her neck. Leah’s nipples tightened and she bit back the low moan his touch urged from her.
There wasn’t anything she wanted more than to push him back on the bed, straddle him, yank his cock free and ride it. She always wanted that with him. Every day she thought maybe the passion would fade, that he would begin to annoy her. And every day she woke up wanting him just as much as she ever had. Fuck, no. Wanting him more.
But this time, when his hand moved beneath her skirt to stroke her, Leah handcuffed his wrist with her fingers. He stopped at once, familiar with her need to be in control. His cock pushed against her through the front of his sweatpants. She could smell him, sweat from the game mingled with the cologne she’d chosen for him, and she had to swallow against another low moan. He looked at her, his head tilted. His smile faded; she could only guess from the look on her face.
‘Leah?’
‘I’m sorry,’ she said, very carefully not saying his name even though it wanted to tumble off her tongue. ‘But I have to leave.’
5
‘DIX, CAN I speak with you, please?’ She breezed past Pickles and went up the stairs to their bedroom.
He followed her, closing the door before joining her on the bed. ‘Everything OK with Leah?’
Best to just get it over with. ‘I have to leave.’
He froze and then turned those predator eyes on her. ‘What?’
‘Not forever. Just for a few days. Leah needs to be away for a bit and so do I. I cannot, cannot spend four more days with Pickles here. I’m sorry, I can’t. I loathe her. I can’t be trapped here, fake smiling at her, pretending I don’t hate her to spare the girls. It’s ruined my fucking vacation. There’s another confrontation brewing and I don’t want it to be now.’
‘Then we’ll both leave.’
She smiled and kissed his neck. ‘You’re a good man, Charles Dixon. But you have this time with your daughters. This is probably the last time you’ll all be here like this for a while anyway. Graduations, going off to college, all that stuff. Just spend the time here and we’ll see each other when I get back.’
‘How very casual you sound just now. When you get back. Are you planning on telling me where you’re going?’
She hated when he put on his nonchalant asshole façade. ‘Stop it right now. Look here, buster, your fucking ex-wife shows up here uninvited, she’s a total bitch to me, she uses your children to try to drive a wedge between you and I, and what have I been? Totally understanding. I have not taken it out on your children. I have been kind to their mother even though I find her repugnant. I have respected your decisions and your need to put your children first. Don’t you dare make me feel guilty for not wanting extra helpings of that fucking baby-voiced bitch and her manipulations. I’m not throwing a fit about it, but I don’t have to tolerate it either. I don’t want to play happy family with her. I love you and I love that you want to show your daughters what a real parent is. But I’m an outsider here. Your kids shouldn’t have to choose and it’s just a few days. Don’t do this to me, you’re not being fair. I, on the other hand, have been more than fair under the circumstances.’
‘Just when I’m good and pissed at you.’ He pushed her back on the bed. ‘I don’t want you to go.’
‘Pfft. So I should what? Hang out up here? Just pine for you? Or, oh I know, go on sleigh rides with Pickles and the girls. I can giggle a lot, bump into walls. Pretend lots of things are really hard.’ She pouted theatrically. ‘She’s totally stupid and I hate her. But she’s the mother of your daughters and so will be a part of your life forever. Which, I gotta tell you, sucks. But, as you’re so good in bed and all, I’m willing to tolerate. In small doses. So just keep your hands offa that dried-up old skank and I’ll see you in a few days.’
‘You’re vicious.’
‘Totally. And I am hotter. Smarter. And, I might add, a thousand times sexier.’
He buried his face between her breasts. ‘Oh, God yes.’
With those magic hands of his, he tore off her jeans and panties as she got her sweater and bra. By the time she looked up again, he was naked and looming above her.
‘On your hands and knees. I want you from behind.’
She rolled, looking back at him over her shoulder. Her body thrummed with excitement at his dominance. His raised brow and the way he handled her as he arranged her ass just so told her he knew the effect he had.
She gripped the blankets as his fingers traced the furls of her cunt. ‘Head down, ass up. So wet already, Katherine.’ He pressed two fingers into her. ‘Ready for a fucking you’ll not forget? I wouldn’t want to send you off to some mystery locale with your BFF without satisfying you.’
Kate laughed. ‘Shut up and fuck me already!’
She planned to tell him she’d be in Vegas, but not the exact hotel. She loved Charles Dixon beyond distraction but he was a bigger control freak than she was and, if he knew, he’d show up and try to manage things. As it was, she wasn’t sure just yet herself. She’d made a few calls after she’d hung up with Leah so hopefully they wouldn’t have to stay at the stinky bedsheet inn
