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Whatever report she expected, that wasn’t it. The abruptness of his voice versus his words had her gaping at him, but mostly it was because this was the most un-Henry thing that he said.
“You don’t look horny. You look irritated.”
“Because I don’t know what to do about it.”
His shoulders moved. It dawned that he was in his bed, the pillows behind him dark. A pulse line bulged on his neck and awareness flooded her at just how horny he was.
“Touch yourself,” she found herself suggesting, then gulped when the image swamped her mind. Oh, to see that large hand wrapping around his erection and stroking wildly… “Don’t you ever touch yourself, Henry?”
It was meant to direct the call to a lighter, more playful field, but his nod sent electric pulses down her core.
“I do. I did. It’s not working.” A pause, then, “Have you touched yourself since we…”
“That’s confidential,” she blurted out, embarrassed to tell him that it wasn’t working for her, either. To be honest, that had been the case for a while and it was mortifying to admit that her sexual nature was stunted in this department. “It’s between me and my bed.”
“I see.”
The call ended abruptly, leaving her thunderstruck. She gawked at the coffee table, then felt indignation hiss that he would leave her hanging just because he was no longer interested. Pearl fumed over it as she marched around the kitchen, trying to find something to eat but getting nowhere. She flew toward the door at the knock, revving to get distracted with Ruby and Maddox before it dawned that they wouldn’t knock.
Henry stood on the other side, face now a dark storm of emotions that he barely kept inside. He was coiled with it, too, his tension poised to explode.
“Henry, are you in trouble? Is your giant coming out?”
The question came out instinctively, but his energy levels were the same, and assured her that wasn’t the case. The ended call and his presence here began to wind around each other and make sense, and his next words confirmed it.
“I don’t like that you’re not getting any orgasms.”
His voice was tight but calm.
“I didn’t tell you that,” she protested. “How did you even—”
“You didn’t tease me about it. Normally, you egg me on and act so smug, so I assumed the reason why you didn’t this time.”
Her mouth dropped open, half aware that he had stepped inside. She backed away, but he was determined to close the distance between them and kept moving closer. Feeling defensive, she crossed her arms.
“You know what? It’s getting annoying how you always come up with these conclusions when I didn’t even ask you to analyze things. And it’s getting annoying how you just barge in here when I’m least prepared for it.”
“You let me in,” he reminded her. “You didn’t slam the door on me.”
She scoffed, then bit back a sound when his hands found her hips and he lifted her off her feet. She would have fought him off, but Pearl was left dumbstruck when she was already sitting on the tall kitchen chair.
“Touch yourself, Pearl. Can I watch you touch yourself?”
The request was light, but the hint of command thrumming in his voice made her body stand on end. There was also that quiet need, steadily pulsing from him.
“What?”
“Please.”
“It’s not going to work,” she said. “Even when you’re looking at me like that.”
But since he was already here, she supposed it would be fun to distract him from his problems and see how long she could tease him until he snapped. Sex wasn’t in her plans for tonight, but she did need that climax that only his body could give. Besides, it wasn’t like she could drive him away at this point—not when she couldn’t even resist the man’s long, dark gazes.
Awareness skimmed his features when she got comfortable on the stool, pulling the two others until she could lift her legs a bit. She rested her hands on her knees, teasing him with a peek, her thumb resting on her thigh before she showed her panties.
“If you insist,” she crooned. “But I think you need to sit and relax for the show.”
He didn’t sit, but he did back away to a wall and slipped his hands in his pockets. They fisted when she teased a finger over her underwear, then balled tighter when she finally slipped the scrap of clothing off. Her thumb teased her slit. She let out an involuntary sound when she felt an electric charge, but mostly it was because of his hungry look.
