Page 88 of The Catch

"No. This is just for us."

In my post-climax haze, his words gain meaning I don't think he intends.I want to be the only one.

It doesn't matter that my body has mostly calmed down after my orgasm. The afterglow in my chest brightens, and it turns the most beautiful sunset gold, carrying words I don't know what to do with.

I'd like you to be the only one.

But these aren't the words Saint said, and mine have nowhere to go. He offered to be my rebound, not my forever. The rules he's given me don't include keeping my heart under wraps, but they should.

"How are you going to do that?" I whisper.

It's a question for him, but also for myself. He only does casual, and that's what I told him I want. I can't fail at this so quickly. Nor can I pull the rug from under him with my stubborn dreams.

He rescues me without knowing. I lose myself in his easy smile, and those dimples, and the sweet kiss he gives me.

"Is your vibrator charged?" he asks.

"You still want to use it?"

"Of course. We'll use mine another time."

"So you really have your own?"

My heart stutters. It may be a complaint that I'm so ruthlessly ignoring it. Or it might be the heat coursing through my veins once more, at the promise in his words.

He gets off me in a swift move. "Where is yours?"

"In its pouch under the pillow."

Kneeling on the mattress next to me, he gives me a long look.

"It's your fault!" I chuckle. "I've had to use it a lot more than expected recently."

He moves to find it. "I think I'll take that as a compliment too."

"You should."

"Now sit up, Amelia."

The vibrator lands next to my hip. Just as I lift my torso, he finds a place behind me. He guides me to lean on him.

His hands caress my thighs, the rolls of my hips and belly, and up to my breasts.

I sigh and melt against his chest.

"Like that." He kisses the spot under my ear. "Let's wake up your skin again."

He plays with my nipples. Tiny flames erupt all over my body. My breath quickens.

"It's working," I whisper. "You're so good at this."

"Is it, now?" One of his hands makes a path down to my pussy. "Am I, now."

Two fingers find my clit and make teasing circles on it.

"It is… you… are. What are words?"

"Mmh, lose your words some more, will you, Ames?" He does something with his fingers that has me shivering against him. "And tell me everything going through your mind. Every word, every fantasy, every single thing. I want it all."