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His hands came up defensively. “You were late.”
She tightened her grip and he squeezed his eyes closed. “Excuses. I’m the one who gets to do that. No one else. Understand me.” She shook his head and breathed on his face. She had no idea where all this was coming from.
He lifted a hand higher, trying to find her arm, and she broke contact and stepped away. “Slow learner. I warned you.”
“Georgia!”
She circled him again and he tracked her, turning his head about. “You can’t be trusted, Damon Donovan.”
“I can. I promise.”
“Hands to the base of the chair. Let go and it’s all over.” He shut his mouth with a snap of teeth.
Georgia slapped a hand over her own mouth. She’d messed this up, shifted it from fairly tame live in person phone sex to something darker, but Damon complied immediately, hands gripping the edge of the seat either side of his thighs.
She relaxed, coming to stand in front of him. “Good boy.” He was still hers to play with and this little show planned for him was starting to get to her in a big way, in a sweet ache between her legs way.
He bounced a heel on the floor, a beat like the pulse in her body. “For you, always.”
She nudged his knee aside with hers. He made room for her to stand between them, but was careful not to let his legs touch hers. He wanted this as much as she did.
“How did your shirt get ripped?”
“Taylor.”
“Don’t lie to me.” Good God, if her engineering career ended maybe she could find work as a phone sex worker.
“No lie. Taylor did it. They were shouting, get it off. I didn’t know they meant me.” He shrugged. “She did it to me, just part of the show.”
“That’s all right then.”
He cleared his throat, coughed out the words with a dollop of surprise, “It is?”
“Yes. I’ll allow that.” He was telling the truth and it was a Taylor thing to do. She trailed a hand over his shoulder, staying on the damp cotton of his shirt. “But no one else touches you like that.”
He cleared his throat again, turning his head away, rather than using a hand to cover it. “No, ma’am.”
“I’d kiss you, but I don’t think you deserve it.”
Head tipped up to look at her, seeing something that wasn’t there, but liking it anyway. “Please.”
“All those women groping you and you didn’t try to get away.” She bit her lip. That was a little unfair, he wouldn’t have risked knocking someone over, or pushing them off the stage and she was harping, she needed to move this along or she’d break the spell.
“I was waiting for you to rescue me.”
“I did rescue you.”
“And then you brought me to hell.” He lifted a heel and slammed it back on the floor in punctuation. “This is hell. Fucking kiss me, now.”
She put her hands on his bare chest and he hissed, jumping from the sudden contact. She leaned in and nuzzled his cheek. “No.”
“What do I have to do?”
“You’re not doing anything. I’m the one doing.”
He laughed. “Well, shit, get on with it then. Make me any harder and I might not be responsible for what happens.”
She looked straight at the front of his jeans. Dear Lord. She was a genius. She put her hand over him and he jerked, his chin lifting, one foot coming right off the floor. “Christ, Georgia.”
