suddenly chill.
‘Stop it, Dominic. Right
now
.’
‘Did
anyone
touch you?’ he asked, ignoring her, jealous for the first time in his life, recognizing the emotion for the first time with Katherine. Not entirely sure he knew how to deal with it civilly.
‘You don’t own me, Dominic,’ she replied quietly. ‘We’ve been through this before. If that’s what you want, I’m leaving.’
‘Not tonight you’re not. It’s too dangerous.’
‘Jesus, Dominic,’ she muttered. ‘You haven’t changed one single bit. I’m here whether I want to be or not? You’re in charge of every goddamn thing. Fucking orders every second.’
‘And you’re still fighting me every inch of the way,’ he retorted brusquely. ‘So tell me which one of us hasn’t changed?’ He shut his eyes for a second, slid down on hisspine, then blew out a breath and looked at her from under his long lashes. ‘I told myself I wouldn’t do this – piss you off, argue, lose my temper. But I’m jealous of every man who looks at you.
Every. Single. One.
I wish I didn’t give a damn. I wish it didn’t matter to me. I wish you weren’t in my thoughts and dreams every minute of the day and night. So don’t tell me to stop feeling the way I do,’ he growled. ‘I
can’t
.’
‘And you wish you could.’ She grimaced. ‘I know the feeling.’
‘We are truly fucked,’ Dominic said with a sigh. ‘On the other hand, you’re here, I can see you and touch you’ – he smiled – ‘maybe. So things could be worse.’ He slid upright again. ‘At least I don’t feel like drinking every minute. That’s good.’
‘And I don’t feel like crying every minute.’ Kate smiled back. ‘That’s a relief. Still,’ she said with a little flutter of her fingers, ‘do you think the sex is worth all the angst?’
‘You’re kidding, right? The sex is fantastic. Fuck the angst.’ The warmth in his eyes could have illuminated Singapore for a decade. ‘You make the world liveable, Katherine. And at the risk of pissing you off again, I should know ’cause I’ve seen it all. Look,’ he said gently, ‘we’re not going to solve the riddles of the universe tonight, or maybe ever. All I know is I’m happy when I’m with you and miserable when I’m not. That’s gotta mean something.’
‘I suppose,’ Kate murmured. ‘I’ve never felt so rotten before either.’
‘Twenty-four/seven.’
She gave him a wobbly smile. ‘You got that right.’
‘So fuck it. Who cares if we’re clueless about the reasons why. How about I make you happy now?’
‘And I’ll make you happy back.’
‘Sounds like a plan.’
He was suddenly tired of talking, but then he had a one-track mind when it came to Katherine. And his flight across the world to get here had only increased the anticipation of touching her, tasting her, possessing her. ‘It’s been a long month for both of us,’ he said, rising from his chair in a smooth, supple, deceptively easy motion considering his size, height and the depth of the chair. ‘It’s about time we had some fun.’ Closing the distance between them in three strides, he lifted the table with the silver coffee service aside while her heart drummed in her ears, the hard, steady pulsing between her legs beat a wild, welcoming tattoo and her frenzied carnal cravings reminded her that it
had
been a very long month.
Shrugging out of his jacket, he dropped it on the white marble floor and gracefully knelt at her feet. ‘Let me help you with your buttons, then with another orgasm. After that we can debate our options.’ Without waiting for a reply, he gently spread her legs, leaned forward and unclasped the first pearl button on her blouse.
Issues of submission and independence, of temptation and willingness were no longer relevant. Dominic was impossible to resist. As always, as ever, for any woman hechose to favour. And at the moment, with lust hammering her brain, with sharp-set desire ravishing her body, she
‘Stop it, Dominic. Right
now
.’
‘Did
anyone
touch you?’ he asked, ignoring her, jealous for the first time in his life, recognizing the emotion for the first time with Katherine. Not entirely sure he knew how to deal with it civilly.
‘You don’t own me, Dominic,’ she replied quietly. ‘We’ve been through this before. If that’s what you want, I’m leaving.’
‘Not tonight you’re not. It’s too dangerous.’
‘Jesus, Dominic,’ she muttered. ‘You haven’t changed one single bit. I’m here whether I want to be or not? You’re in charge of every goddamn thing. Fucking orders every second.’
‘And you’re still fighting me every inch of the way,’ he retorted brusquely. ‘So tell me which one of us hasn’t changed?’ He shut his eyes for a second, slid down on hisspine, then blew out a breath and looked at her from under his long lashes. ‘I told myself I wouldn’t do this – piss you off, argue, lose my temper. But I’m jealous of every man who looks at you.
Every. Single. One.
I wish I didn’t give a damn. I wish it didn’t matter to me. I wish you weren’t in my thoughts and dreams every minute of the day and night. So don’t tell me to stop feeling the way I do,’ he growled. ‘I
can’t
.’
‘And you wish you could.’ She grimaced. ‘I know the feeling.’
‘We are truly fucked,’ Dominic said with a sigh. ‘On the other hand, you’re here, I can see you and touch you’ – he smiled – ‘maybe. So things could be worse.’ He slid upright again. ‘At least I don’t feel like drinking every minute. That’s good.’
‘And I don’t feel like crying every minute.’ Kate smiled back. ‘That’s a relief. Still,’ she said with a little flutter of her fingers, ‘do you think the sex is worth all the angst?’
‘You’re kidding, right? The sex is fantastic. Fuck the angst.’ The warmth in his eyes could have illuminated Singapore for a decade. ‘You make the world liveable, Katherine. And at the risk of pissing you off again, I should know ’cause I’ve seen it all. Look,’ he said gently, ‘we’re not going to solve the riddles of the universe tonight, or maybe ever. All I know is I’m happy when I’m with you and miserable when I’m not. That’s gotta mean something.’
‘I suppose,’ Kate murmured. ‘I’ve never felt so rotten before either.’
‘Twenty-four/seven.’
She gave him a wobbly smile. ‘You got that right.’
‘So fuck it. Who cares if we’re clueless about the reasons why. How about I make you happy now?’
‘And I’ll make you happy back.’
‘Sounds like a plan.’
He was suddenly tired of talking, but then he had a one-track mind when it came to Katherine. And his flight across the world to get here had only increased the anticipation of touching her, tasting her, possessing her. ‘It’s been a long month for both of us,’ he said, rising from his chair in a smooth, supple, deceptively easy motion considering his size, height and the depth of the chair. ‘It’s about time we had some fun.’ Closing the distance between them in three strides, he lifted the table with the silver coffee service aside while her heart drummed in her ears, the hard, steady pulsing between her legs beat a wild, welcoming tattoo and her frenzied carnal cravings reminded her that it
had
been a very long month.
Shrugging out of his jacket, he dropped it on the white marble floor and gracefully knelt at her feet. ‘Let me help you with your buttons, then with another orgasm. After that we can debate our options.’ Without waiting for a reply, he gently spread her legs, leaned forward and unclasped the first pearl button on her blouse.
Issues of submission and independence, of temptation and willingness were no longer relevant. Dominic was impossible to resist. As always, as ever, for any woman hechose to favour. And at the moment, with lust hammering her brain, with sharp-set desire ravishing her body, she
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