Page 44 of 7+Us Makes Nine

“How was work this week?” she asked.

That little sparkle in her eye told me she thought she had the upper hand. But she had another thing coming once I got her alone.

“About as hectic as you could expect,” I said. “The Broadway show I took you to see is in its final stages of the mini-tour they were doing. They want to circle back around to the theater, which is great. But last-minute preparations are happening since the dates got switched around.”

“Do I foresee some late nights at the office for you?” she asked.

“Probably, unfortunately. The good news is, once this show is done the rest of the season is a bunch of on-offs. Weekend performances with one or two weeks worth of downtime in between.”

“That’s good. I know the kids enjoy their weekends with you.”

“Do you enjoy your weekends with me?” I asked.

She grinned at me from above the rim of her glass as our food was set in front of us.

“I enjoy more than just those weekends,” she said.

The food was incredible. So much so that I felt the kids would probably eat it, too. Had I known vegetarian dishes could taste as good as the one in front of me had, I would’ve gone vegetarian a long time ago. It was better than any meat dish I’d ever had prepared for me. And my humming and moaning over the food only served to tint Catherine’s cheeks with a royal flush.

Good.

I wanted her struggling like I was.

Because that meant her release would be all the more sweeter.

Fifteen

Jace

“Jace? Where are we going?” Catherine asked.

“My mother has agreed to stay with the kids tonight,” I said.

“That didn’t answer my question.”

“You really don’t like surprises, do you?”

“I enjoy being clued into what’s going on,” she said.

“Then I’ll tell you this. We have the entire night to ourselves.”

I pulled into the hotel parking garage and Catherine gave me a look. And I knew that look. I knew it very well. My heart slammed against my chest as the two of us bolted from the car, holding hands as we ran into the front lobby. I felt like a high school teenager all over again with her. I couldn't check us in quickly enough. I had reserved us a wonderful hotel suite, complete with flutes and a beautiful bottle of chilled champagne. The second that key was in my h

and, I sprinted with Catherine to the elevator. She laughed and ran alongside me as we dodged people in our way.

And the second those elevator doors closed on us, I had her pinned against the wall.

Our lips crashed together as the elevator ascending. She fisted the collar of my suit coat and pulled me as close as she could get me. Her beautiful curves pressed deeply into my body. I ground my cock between her legs. She moaned into my mouth. Suckled on my lower lip. Drove me to insane heights I’d never experienced with another woman as her hands roamed my body. She slid my belt quickly out of the loop of my pants just as the elevator doors opened, and I tugged her into the hallway as she gripped my belt tightly within her hand.

We tumbled along the wall, unable to keep our lips off one another. I kissed her neck. Trailed them down to her breasts. I had just enough coordination to slip the hotel room key into the door before we both barreled in. I reached out with my foot and closed it as she took my belt and folded it in half. She snapped it in her hands and I watched as her nipples puckered against her dress.

And that gave me an idea.

We stripped one another of our clothes until there was nothing separating us. I could feel the heat of her pussy radiating against my body. We fell to the bed, my hands roaming every curve her body boasted of.

Then, I tied her wrists to the headboard and secured my belt tightly.

“Jace?”

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