Page 16 of Adam’s Obsession

“It’s okay.” Humor laced his tone. “This is kind of new forboth of us.”

“Raw.”

“Yeah.”

The lull in the conversation stretched into an uncomfortablesilence. She could feel the connection between them slipping away, overpoweredby their nervous tension. A ball formed in Katherine’s gut. No! No! shewailed to herself. Don’t let it die. Don’t let this happen.

She said the first thing that came into her head. “You havea really sexy voice too.”

He didn’t respond right away and her panic surged. When hespoke, his words sent her heart shuttling into overdrive. “God, Kat. You makeme so hard.”

She smiled, a big, broad, self-satisfied smirk. She arousedhim. That made her feel so powerful. Wicked. “Do I?” She took a sip of wine,fiddled with her hair. “I haven’t done anything yet.”

“It’s your voice. You could recite the phone book to me andI think I’d come.”

“Pity I don’t have a phone book.”

“Why don’t you…improvise?” The breathless tone of his voicemade her shiver. She had no doubt he was stroking his cock as they talked.

The thought of Savage out there somewhere, bringing himselfto orgasm to the sound of her voice, made her pussy twitch. She settled back onthe bed and let her hand trail up under her teddy, into the soft curls at theapex of her thighs, teasing herself.

“Mmm. Do you know what I’m doing?”

“What?”

“I’m stroking my pussy.”

He made a strangled sound followed by a harsh groan. “Kat.Kat. This is so much more intense than reading about you stroking your pussy.Hearing you say it makes me crazy. I don’t know how long I can take it.”

She snorted. “You’d better take it, buster. After what youput me through last night? You’d better not go off all half-cocked.”

“Funny.”

“I mean it, Savage. I want you to feel what I felt. Lastnight I was in agony.”

“You loved it. Didn’t you?” When she didn’t respond, herepeated the question, this time harsher. “Didn’t you?”

“Yes,” she whispered. “I did.”

“Did you think about it today? At work?”

She frowned. She’d been busy all day. She had deliberatelyput last night’s tryst from her mind so she could focus on work. “I tried notto.”

“Why?”

“You know why. Because if I let myself think about you atwork, I’d spend the whole day finger-fucking myself in the bathroom.”

“Ah. Yes. That’s what I wanted to hear. You are a hot pieceof work, aren’t you? You think you’re all tight and repressed, you think youhave hang-ups but all you really need is a man who knows how to give you whatyou want.”

God help her. It was true.

“There’s no one like that.” She threw back her head as sheslipped two fingers deep into her pussy. “No one but you.”

“I doubt that.” His voice was labored, rough. “There have tobe thousands of men in the world who could give you what you want. You justdon’t know how to find them.” When she gave a derisive snort at that, heclipped, “What?”

“It’s not that I don’t know how to find them. I don’t knowhow to attract them. I’m very boring.”

“Ah, sweetheart,” he breathed. “You’re not boring at all.I’ll bet every guy in your office secretly dreams about fucking you.”