Page 60 of The Catch

"I should be the one apologizing," I groan. "I can't help it, under the current circumstances."

She watches me closely.

I sigh. "Let's show him how much he fucked up. Otherwise, just let this… human reaction… remind you how fucking desirable you are. Or ignore it. Whatever you prefer. Please."

"It's hard— I mean— it's difficult to ignore."

"Thank you." I lean my forehead against her shoulder and burrow into the crook of her neck. "I didn't think things through when I brought you to sit on my lap."

My position hides me, and I can only hope it gives me a chance to get my act together. The fact that we must look intimate to our witness helps. The fact that it gives me access to her skin, soft and warm against my face, doesn't.

"Should I… sit back down next to you?" she asks.

"Not unless you want to. I'm sure he's fuming right now to see what he lost."

And what I can pretend to have for the next few minutes, if she stays in my arms.

"I'm petty enough to like that thought." She caresses my hair, and I could purr to it. "If you're sure? I'll do whatever you want."

Dangerous.

My cock, desperate, begs me to take her up to her word. The only reason it doesn't wave a white flag is because it's trapped under her generous thighs. As it is, we'd both beg for mercy, and happily surrender to her will. She doesn't realize that her offer is more than I've ever dreamed to have.

I'm too wretched to let this chance go.

"You could drop a few friendly kisses on me." I take a deep breath and fill my lungs with her perfume. "He'll think it's part of our foreplay."

"Like this?" She kisses the crown of my head.

"Too innocent." I angle my face so my temple is on her cheek. "You might want to try again."

"Like this?" She kisses my temple. My cheekbone. "Or this?"

"Warmer," I mutter, my eyes closed. "Getting hotter by the second."

"You like it, huh?" She kisses the other cheekbone, then my cheek.

Like itis too simple an expression. My blood is heating up, and my muscles are liquifying, and if she wanted me back, I'd become her willing servant.

"I'm easy," I finally say. "You give me a few kisses and tell me I'm a good boy and I'll kneel at your feet."

She chuckles. "Don't tell me all your secrets. What if I'm tempted to see if you're tellingme the truth?"

"I'm telling you the truth." I kiss her cheek now. "You can test it if you like. I'll be good for you."

I kiss her jaw. She takes in a shaky breath. My lungs echo her.

"How far do you want me to go?" I ask.

"What are you thinking?"

"I'll start with your neck." I gulp. "It will piss him off."

"Right. Aidan." She chews on her bottom lip. "He's watching."

"We don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

"So is this up to me?"