Entrapped: A Billionaire Romance (The ROGUES Series Book 3) by Tracie Delaney

Author:Tracie Delaney [Delaney, Tracie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Firefly Publishing Limited
Published: 2020-08-26T23:00:00+00:00

22

Garen

The scallops tasted like cardboard, the steak like rubber, and the panoramic view might as well not have existed. All I could think about was getting Catriona beneath me, of sliding my dick inside her wet folds, tasting her pussy, shoving my face between her tits and never leaving. It had been a mistake to start things up in the car, although denying her an orgasm was right up there with the most fun I’d had all month. The incensed expression on her face, tinged with a strong desire to kill me, had given me an erection I’d dream about for days to come. Hence, I’d had a semi all night.

“It’s really lovely here,” Catriona remarked, pulling me from my internal thoughts. “That view is something else. Even though it’s dark now, I can still see the lights twinkling on the lake.”

I reached for her hand, clasping it in mine. “Next time I’ll bring you for lunch so you can get the full experience,” I said, brushing my thumb over her knuckles.

“Next time?”

“You sound surprised? Surely you’ll want to see Aiden regularly.”

“I do,” she said. “In fact, I wanted to talk to you about that. I’d like to come see him every two weeks if that’s possible.”

“You can visit as often as you’d like,” I said. “As long as I’m not using the jet, it’s at your disposal.”

She leaned her elbow on the table and rested her chin on the hand I wasn’t holding. “Why are you being so nice?”

I chuckled. “Would you prefer a cruel response? I can oblige if it would make you feel better.”

She gave me one of her scolding looks, and my dick perked up, ready for action. Down, boy. Not yet.

“What about the things you need me to do for you?”

She licked her lips and lowered her gaze. If the table wasn’t in the way, her eyes would be right on my dick.

Fuck me, she’s flirting.

I released a soft groan. “We’ll work it out,” I said, my voice low and husky. Glancing around, I spotted our server and beckoned to him. “Check, please.”

“What if I wanted dessert,” Catriona stated when he retreated.

We both knew she wasn’t talking about key lime pie or Eton mess.

I shifted in my chair, the movement causing my zipper to rub against my dick. “Don’t worry,” I rasped. “You’ll get dessert.”

I scrawled my signature on the check and rose to my feet, snatching up Catriona’s hand. We weaved through the tables with my dick leading the way, or at least it would be if it wasn’t trapped against my stomach by my pants.

My driver had parked right out front, and the second the door closed, encasing us inside the warm cabin, I pushed Catriona onto her back and straddled her. I pulled apart her dress—fuck me, wraparound dresses were the best invention ever—and buried my face between her tits.

“Mmm, the perfect dessert.”

She giggled and pushed down on the back of my head while arching her spine. I tugged down both lace cups, bunching them beneath the full, round globes.

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