‘Darling Kate, you look delightfully debauched there with a mouthful of my cock,’ he murmured, running his fingers through her hair. That contradiction lured him. The way she was in court or at work, buttoned up, cool, sharply professional, versus the way she was with him. Sexual, adventurous, not afraid to ask for what she wanted or to demand it. He loved the hidden facets she only showed to a few people. His secret dirty girl. Dix liked that. A lot.
He liked it even more when she took him so deep he felt the back of her throat and his toes curled.
Gulping, he managed to croak out some encouragement but, for the life of him, once he’d said it, he couldn’t remember what the fuck he’d said.
She toyed with him for what seemed like hours. Sweat beaded on his forehead and he couldn’t seem to stop moaning. He was adrift in a sea she’d created. She was his only way back, his anchor.
‘You’re a very bad, or rather good, girl. Christ, Kate, take pity on me and let me come,’ he begged.
She pulled off, licking her lips, and he felt it like a phantom touch.
‘Pity? Oh my sweet Charles, I have no pity. I’m a lawyer, remember? What I have is this, umm, what do I call it?’ She played with her clit as she pretended to think, fisting his cock and sliding it up and down as she did.
‘You’re evil,’ he gasped as she brought him right up to the edge and then, holy God, straddled him and slid down his cock hard and fast.
‘Evil and making you come,’ she agreed, as he came hard and fast as she surrounded him with her cunt. That hot, sweet place he’d dreamt of since the moment she’d left the car and headed into the airport three days before.
He tossed her to the bed and kissed her thoroughly. ‘Why, hello there, counsellor. And how are you today?’
‘A lot better now. My darling, Dix. It was only three days.’ She tried to hide her indulgent smile but he won it anyway.
‘I’m greedy when it comes to you.’
She made one of those little snuffling noises to indicate her amused annoyance and damn him if it didn’t turn him on. Rolling her pretty ass out of bed, she sauntered into the bathroom and back out again some moments later.
She crawled towards him on all fours. Up the bed, just the way he liked it. All to please him and he loved it.
‘Greedy. Pffft. Dix, it was three days. You’re like a toddler who’s had his candy taken away. I was coming back to you well in time for New Year’s Eve.’
‘You left because of Eve. I missed you. You promised me this time. And I didn’t want you to go away mad. This bed … Christ, Katherine, I slept on a plastic-covered cootie mat last night with Bingo. You were here with Egyptian cotton sheets?’
‘I was. It’s a rather superior hotel bed, I will say that.’ She smiled up at him as she snuggled into his side. ‘I’m very relaxed right now, Charles. Don’t fuck with my mood. I wasn’t mad at you, still not. Don’t make me change my mind.’
His phone rang – the girls’ tone. Kate sighed and rolled over, digging through his pants to hand it to him.
‘Hello?’
‘Oh, Charles, I’m so glad you’re safe. You didn’t call and I worried.’
Eve.
‘Is there a problem with the girls?’
‘No. But you didn’t call back after I left a message last night and I was worried.’
Kate growled and moved to stomp away in a huff so he stopped her with his leg over her body, ignoring the slap she delivered to his belly.
‘Don’t use Kendall’s phone if it’s not an emergency. For fuck’s sake, Eve, I’m here with Katherine. I told the girls I’d arrived safely.’
‘But you didn’t tell me.’
‘Eve, what the hell is wrong with you? Do you need a CAT scan? Did you hit your head? Stop this. You’re embarrassing yourself and me too. Just. Stop.’ He flipped the phone shut and met Kate’s gaze.
‘Now I’m getting mad. Again with this woman. Let me guess, she put the make on you the moment you returned from taking me to the airport.’
‘Doesn’t matter. I’m with you. You know that. She knows that. Let’s order in, I’m starved. Then we will have sex again.’
‘Leah and I have tickets to a … thing. A show. I don’t know what her situation is with Brandon just now and I don’t want to run off. In the meantime, we can definitely order up some snacks. I’m sure the room service at the Penny Pincher was less than fabulous.’
‘A machine at the end of the hall with a three-inch-thick sticky film over the entire surface. Whatever was inside you couldn’t see it through the glass. What kind of show?’
She picked up the phone and ordered some food and turned back to him. ‘Now, what are you going to do about Pickles?’
‘When are you going to move in with me?’
‘In two years when your daughters are out of school and they won’t need you as much.’
‘I can be their father and live with you. Come on, Kate, this can be managed.’
‘And I can be the girlfriend who takes Dad away. Special. I don’t want that. I don’t want to be your underline and I don’t want to be the reason your children feel you’re abandoning them. It’s not fair. Not to me and not to them. Certainly not to you. It’s two years. I’m not going anywhere. Why are you so pushy about it right now?’
‘Because.’ Before he could explain, the food arrived and she pulled on a robe. He snorted, took the robe and went out to take care of it.
He shoved a few of the little sandwiches into his mouth and put the tray down and
