My Addiction (Club Desire #2)(74)

She might logically try to deny it, but if Dex wanted her, she definitely wanted him. Both as a Dominant and as a man.

Kate tried to caution herself that she was reading too much into the situation.

Again.

And was only setting herself up for more heartache. But logic was apparently beyond her. Especially in the face of Dex’s strong presence beside her.

“Kate.”

She turned to look at him, and sucked in a breath at the desire she saw in his expression. “Yes, sir,” she said, before she could think better of using the honorific and giving him that position of power. Especially since she loved having him as her Dominant.

A slow smile curved his lips. “It’s good to see you here. I didn’t know how soon you were planning a trip to Phoenix.”

Warmth filled her chest that he seemed happy she was here.

“Where are you staying?” His voice reverberated deep inside her, reminding her of when he had massaged her G-spot until her eyes had nearly rolled back in her head. Kate basked in the warmth from his body and decided to enjoy the experience and analyze later.

“My grandmother left me her house here in Paradise Valley when she died.”

He nodded. “Is Rusty enjoying having a house to run around in?”

Kate frowned. She wondered how he knew she had brought Rusty. Normally people didn’t travel with their cats.

“I figured you wouldn’t be able to leave the little guy behind when he could have a house to run around in while you’re busy exploring the city.”

Kate nodded, feeling stupid that she had jumped to the conclusion that something was suspicious. Dex was already very good at reading her, and he knew how attached she was to Rusty. “There’s a large back patio door. And Grandma Hatcher had cats for many years, so there’s a tall cat tree right there. Rusty already claimed the highest platform so he can bird-watch.” She chuckled. “Cat TV.”

Dex slid one large hand across her shoulder to skim his fingers over her sensitive nape. She shivered as arousal speared through her.

She expected him to grab her hair and pull her head back since he seemed to love having his hands in her hair, and controlling her that way, but he only continued to gently tease the sensitive skin and slowly drive her crazy.

A few minutes later, when she was squirming in her seat and fisting her hands to keep from reaching for him, he leaned forward as if to catch her attention.

When she looked at him, his expression was soft and open. “Am I forgiven for leaving so abruptly?”

She searched her feelings, and while the hurt still stung, he’d made a good start to mend that rift. She nodded with a small smile.

“Not to push my luck, but could I ask for something? To show me your sincerity?” She smiled as she gave him her best mischievous look.

In a swift movement, he grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, and lowered his mouth to her throat. His rough kisses sent fire lancing through her and left her gasping. She would carry more marks from Dex, and she would wear them proudly.

The scrape of his stubble only added to the erotic maelstrom churning inside her.

When he finally leaned back, disappointment threatened, until he pulled her against him so he could capture her mouth in a rough kiss that thrilled her.

She wasn’t sure when Brent or someone else would come back to the office and catch them like this.

That only added to the excitement.

Kate wondered briefly if there were cameras in here. But then she shrugged as she realized that thought turned her on too.

She ran her hands over Dex’s muscular arms and shoulders and then wrapped her arms around his neck, tracing her fingers through the short, tight curly hair on his scalp. It was soft, and during their night together she found out it smelled like cedar.

He had laughed when she ran her nose over his hair to catch the scent again. She assumed it was shampoo or hair product, since the rest of him smelled dark and spicy.

She lost herself in the sensations he created inside her, running her hands over his chest and then down to his tight, toned stomach, and lower.

He nipped her bottom lip with his teeth when she cupped his hard cock through his dress slacks.

The pinprick of pain only excited her more.

When Dex gentled his touch and slowly pulled back, she wanted to hold him in place and cry out from the loss.

He laughed as he looked down at her. “You look amazing with my marks all over your neck, your hair rumpled, and your lips swollen.”

She tried to smile, but was afraid she would throw herself at him and beg him to take her, which would not be acceptable for an independent woman.

She huffed out a breath, frustration churning through her.

When Dex only smiled, she smacked the heel of her hand against his chest. “Don’t laugh at me.”

He tweaked her nipple with his strong fingers, and she gasped.

“I wasn’t laughing at you, my beautiful Kate. I was just enjoying the view.” He paused, and she considered hitting him again.

“You enjoy being mine and wearing my marks, don’t you?”

Her clit throbbed and her nipples ached, begging to be touched again. She couldn’t lie, no matter how tempted she might be to do so. “Yes, sir. I love that you’ve marked me, and I will be sad when they fade.”

His tender smile melted her heart. “Then, my beautiful Kate, I’ll just have to mark you again. You may not know it yet, but you’re mine. My Kate.”