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“You think that would be more relaxing?”
“Oh, aye.”
She sucked in a breath but shifted to do exactly that. One leg hooked over each of Logan’s, leaving her wide open in his lap. “Like this?”
“Exactly like that. Feel better?”
“Not quite. Something’s missing.”
“A pillow,” he teased as he slid his right hand over her stomach and down toward paradise.
Her fingers dug into his legs as he toyed with the hair at the junction of her thighs.
“Are you going to tease me all night?” Agnes complained. “Should I do this myself?”
“Tempting, but trust me when I say that I have this in hand.” He slid his hand between her legs to cover her, holding her to him.
“That better not be all you’re doing.” That snarky little bite that crept into her voice when she’d lost control of a situation was back, and he loved it.
“We really need to work on your patience.” He slid a finger around her little clit, making her gasp and clutch his legs tight. “Happy now?”
“Not yet, but I’m hoping I will be.”
Chuckling, he continued the slow circular dance with his finger as his other hand caressed her breast.
“Faster,” she ordered on a moan.
“Not yet, there are some things I want to talk about first.”
“You have got to be kidding me.” She angled her head to glare at him, ready to argue her case, but he pressed that little bundle of nerves and got a groan instead.
“We need to clear up our living arrangement,” he said as he continued his teasing strokes.
“What’s to clear up?” She writhed against his hand, trying to get him to speed up his slow seduction. “All of my things are here.”
“Aye, but have you moved in with me, or are you just staying for a few days? Are you going back to the hotel? Are you leaving Invertary? As you can hear, I have a few wee questions that need answering.”
“How am I supposed to concentrate on answering them when you’re doing this?” she demanded, but it sounded rather breathless.
“This is the only way I can pin you down long enough to get answers.” Logan sped up his movements until she moaned, and then he slowed back down again.
“That is just cruel,” she wailed.
“That’s not an answer to my questions.”
“Fine, okay. I’ve moved in.”
His chest tightened. “For how long?”
“I don’t know.” She gasped, her nails digging into his thighs. “I’m trying to find a way to stay in Invertary.”
And just like that, it became impossible to breathe. “Do you want to stay?”
“Yes!” The word exploded out of her when he changed the pressure of his stroke. “Yes. I do. I’ve thought about it a lot. I think I could fit in here, but I need a job.”
There was no point in telling her that he’d happily support her for as long as it took to find work, as he knew Agnes wouldn’t accept his offer. She needed the security of knowing she could provide for herself no matter what happened. And he understood that. Trust took time to build. It often took longer than falling in love and, sometimes, it was far more fragile. Instead, he rewarded her by speeding up and taking her right to the edge of release all over again—before he slowed.
This time, she wailed louder. “I’m going to kill you,” she threatened.
