Page 20 of Tentacles and Teeth

“But—”

“I hear you,” I interrupted, unable to keep the edge of a growl from my words. “Give them my number.” It wouldn’t be the first pro bono job I’d done. People needed power. And I wasn’t exactly living paycheck to paycheck.

“Ok, then. Grumpy.” She sounded playful and breathy. That was more like it.

“Good girl,” I purred, letting my drawl out low and slow. My canines extended at her indrawn breath followed by an unsteady laugh.

“See, that’s more like what I was expecting. You’re a surprising man, Fenn.”

“I’m just following your lead, li’l bit. You set the speed.”

“Hmm,” Katarina held the sound, conjuring up the image of a considering, heavy eyed look on her gorgeous face. “I think I’ve had enough slow.”

Banked hunger roared through me. “Best fucking news I’ve heard all day. You test my control, li’l bit.”

“I’m sorry.” Her playful voice lacked any trace of apology. “Should I have started the call with, ‘take me now, big boy’, and skipped all that challengingconversation?”

“And miss out on that sexy brain in action? Hell, no. I’m a complex man, Katarina. I can feel two, sometimes even three things at one time.”

“Impressive,” she laughed.

“I know. I’m also emotionally mature. I didn’t punch my roommate once this week.”

“Do you punch her often?” Katarina’s voice quavered with barely restrained humor.

“No,” I admitted. “But I wanted to. I was jealous as hell. I’ve been hard since I smelled you at the Broken Crown, li’l bit. Listening to you and Sid was fucking torture.”

She sucked in a breath; the silence that followed heavy.

“Too fast?” I asked, trying not to growl.

The sound of her hard swallow was followed by an unsteady exhale. When she spoke, her voice was low and throaty. “Barely fast enough. I...I’ve been thinking about you for days. I can’t stop thinking about you. It’s driving me crazy.”

She sounded so fucking sexy. I shifted my hips, giving my thickening shaft a hair more room.

“That night—Sid and I—did youonlylisten?” Her voice caught, making me desperate to see what she was doing.

“With you moaning and whimpering right next door, the smell of your sweet cunt so thick it coated my tongue? No, Katarina. I painted the door between us, imagining it was me fucking you, making you scream.”

“Oh, gods, Fenn.” Her breathing had grown ragged as I talked, accompanied by the soft whisper of fabric against flesh.

I lifted my hips, grimacing as my pants pulled uncomfortably over my renewed erection. Fishing my audiocuffs out of my pocket, I closed my eyes.

Her breathing was close now, letting me pretend she was here instead of an untouchable half a world away. Another sound joined it, this one making my mouth water.

“Are you touching yourself? Is that delicious pussy wet for me?” I popped open the button at my waistband, sucking in my stomach instinctively as I slid down the zipper. I couldn’t help the squeeze I gave myself as I adjusted my straining length, and my hand was wrapped around my cock when the front door opened.

“Yes,” Katarina admitted in my ear as I met Sid’s disgruntled gaze.

I raised an eyebrow, jacking myself slowly. My roommate rolled her eyes, stalking to the kitchen and poking about in the fridge.

“I’m dying to taste you, li’l bit.” At that, Sid’s head whipped towards me, her mouth soundlessly shaping Katarina’s name as her eyebrows rose in question. The grin I sent her back was predatory and sharp. “Want to see that gorgeous ass bounce as you run from me. Chase you until you’re dripping, then lap up all that sweetness when I catch you. ‘Cause I will catch you. Catch you, pin you, and fuck you till you can’t walk.”

Sid snorted as she grabbed her lunch and promptly walked out again, but her lips were curved when she gave me a thumbs up, her eyes firmly averted from my “icky man parts”.

Katarina gave a strangled moan, and I put Sid out of my mind.

“You like that. You like to give up control, li’l bit? Or do you want me to take it?”

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