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Like he knew what she was thinking and exactly how to torture her...
"No, not there!" Katie tried to take the controller before he went in the door to nowhere but was too late. The game crashed. "I totally forgot I didn't finish that."
"Sorry."
"No. Don't be. I should have fixed that days ago."
"Still sorry."
Katie breathed a little laugh through her nose. "Don't be."
Much like his enthusiasm for her game, she appreciated the apology but it wasn't necessary. He'd done nothing to get in her way all week. In fact, he'd only done everything she asked him to do. And the things he’d done that she hadn’t asked for had only made her life easier.
This could work.
Katie relaxed. Shifting ever so slightly, she slid between his thighs centering her rear in his lap.
Holy shit. How long had he been sporting that hard-on? She didn't need an answer. She only needed more of it. More of him. Bracing her feet on the edge of the footstool, Katie pushed her rear into his lap and up his long, thick rod.
Isaac dropped the controller on the keyboard and engulfed her upper body in his thick, muscled arms, one hand landing on her breast. Massaging gently, he moaned her name against her cheek. She melted into him.
"What do I do here, Katie?" He kissed her neck gripping her waist tighter like he was afraid of what he might do if he let go.
"Whatever you want."
He growled—literally growled—so deeply she felt it at the base for her spine. "You're supposed to be working." He kept the one hand on her breast but released her waist and tapped the machine she forgot still sat on her lap.
Katie pushed the controller aside, closed the lid. Still unwilling to give up his hold, Isaac moved with her as she bent forward moving the electronics to the floor next to the chair. Well out of harm's way. She hoped.
Sitting back in the chair again, Katie turned sitting side-saddle forcing him to readjust his hold on her. The hand that had been on her breast moved to her hip. The fingers of his other hand tripped along the hem of her shirt. Finding the smallest space between it and her shorts, he grazed her midriff.
His fingers on her skin ignited a fire that spread through her veins making her breathe a little harder. Her heart beat a little faster.
"I promised myself I wouldn't get in the way of your work. I'm failing, pretty epically."
"Did you really?" Katie didn't think her heart could pound any harder.
"I did." His hand slipped under her shirt. His middle finger traced a figure-eight on her stomach.
Just when she thought he couldn't get any hotter he proved that not only had he stayed out of her way but he'd done it purposefully. He'd cared more about her and her work than he did about getting with her. And judging by the ever hardening cock against her leg, he really wanted to get with her.
"Would you be upset if I asked you to break that promise?”
"Wouldyou?" Isaac asked.
Katie thrust her hand up her own shirt, grabbed his hand and placed it on her breast, heavy and swollen begging for attention. "I'd be upset if you didn't." Katie took his face in her hands, leaned forward. Their lips met for only a second before their tongues twined together and for only two seconds before Isaac slid under her bra and palmed her bare breast.
Too restrictive.
Katie sat back. Crossing her arms she grabbed the bottom of her shirt. She couldn't get it off fast enough. Seams snapped as she ripped it off drawing another growl from deep in Isaac's chest before he followed her lead leaning forward to strip the shirt from his back.
"God damn, you're gorgeous." With his hand wrapped around her side over her ribs, he traced his thumb along the curve of the underside of her breast peeking out the bottom of her bra.
Goosebumps rippled over her skin. The sensation made her nipples so hard they ached against the fabric. But not for long. Isaac slipped his thumbs under the band and slid the garment up just far enough to expose them.
"Did you mean what you said?" With his hands wrapped around her ribs, his thumbs circled her hardened peaks. "I can do... Whatever I want?"
"Should I be scared to say yes?"
