Page 47 of Champagne & Handcuffs
No matter what Nathan said, there was no moving on from Seth.
It feltas though the taxi was driving at a snail’s pace. So many emotions were going through me as I watched the streetlights pass. I was really doing this. I was going to show up to either find Seth alone or with someone else.
As the cab pulled up to Joss’s house, I took a deep breath and made my decision. If he was with someone, I’d never think about him again. If he was alone …
I was going in for the kill.
13
Seth
There wasnothing like walking into a house alone after you watched the one person you loved more than anyone in the entire world leave youagain. But this time she was with another man. It felt as though a nail was hammered into my coffin and I was getting buried alive. That was probably how Cat felt when she saw me with Annie, and now karma was coming back to bite me. One of my best friends was married, happy and in love. The other …
Well, I guess she wasn’t my best friend anymore, but she was probably happy and in love too. And like an idiot, I’d told Cat I was in love with her.Stillin love with her, in fact. What the hell did I think would happen? That she would tell her boyfriend that she’d brought with her from Miami to fuck off and run off with me? God, I was stupid. It was just that seeing her again—seeing her grown into the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen—made me vulnerable.
Being a cop, I wasn’t weak. I wasn’t helpless or exposed. But seeing Cat again made me all those things. She made it so I couldn’t think before I spoke. Then she’d left, and it felt like I wouldn’t see her for another eleven years—or ever. After this case was over, I was going to Miami and fighting for her this time. It was time I fought for her.
So what do you do when you want to numb the pain? You find a bottle of booze and drown your sorrows.
Two drinks in, the TV on, but I wasn’t watching it, the doorbell rang. “What the fuck?” I muttered. I didn’t want to deal with whoever could be at the door. I wanted to continue to hold my friendJose Cuervoand stop feeling for the night. But this was Joss’s house and she’d just gotten married, so maybe it was a wedding gift someone was dropping off. I got to my feet and made it to the door. When I swung it open, standing there was the last person I’d thought I’d see, but the one Iwantedto see.
“Are you alone?” Cat asked.
I nodded, speechless, and then as though I was dreaming, my world got better.
Her hand reached out, and she pushed me back. I went with it as I watched her move through the threshold and slam the door behind her. I was still tongue tied, not wanting to fuck anything up. I didn’t know what, but having Cat show up alone and touching me could only mean good things. At least I hoped. I was going to ride whatever ride this was because this was the best damn thing to come out of me being an idiot.
We were still moving backward as the door clicked. All at once, my back hit the wall, Cat’s mouth met my lips, and the pictures behind my head fell to the floor. Her fingers slid through my short, dark brown hair, her tongue parted my lips, and thenItook over, spinning her around so her back was against the wall. My fingers wrapped around her nape and I pressed our mouths harder against each other, needing to devour her—needing to consume everything there was about Catherine Stone because she was finally in my arms again. Nothing else in the world mattered at that moment except for her. And when her leg wrapped around my hip, pulling my hard dick against her, I groaned. It wasn’t a slight groan, but more of a growl because I was hungry. I was so fucking starved for this woman that, if I wasn’t careful, I might hurt her because I knew once I started, I wasn’t going to be able to stop.
Cat’s other leg wrapped around my waist and I braced us, pinning her against the wall. Her warm lips and slight moans felt remarkable. My hands wrapped in Cat’s and I brought them above her head, moving closer so I could grind my erection against her. More pictures fell to the hardwood floor, and that must have been why they were on the ground when I’d first arrived in Vegas. Though that was Joss and Paul’s doing.If the walls could talk …
“Kitty—” I started to whisper against her lips.
“We can talk after. I just want you,” she moaned.
She didn’t need to tell me twice. Moving with her in my arms, I took the stairs two at a time, our mouths still connected as we both spoke. “God, I’ve missed you,” I confessed.
“I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry too.”
She pulled her head back and looked me straight in the eye as I stopped just outside my bedroom door. “If I would have let you explain, we wouldn’t have—”
“Baby, we can talk about this later. Right now, I’m going to throw you on that bed in there and make up for lost time.”
“I’ve missed you too.” She giggled.
I stepped through the threshold and threw her like I’d said I would. She squealed as she landed on the queen size bed. There was nothing special about the room. It had a bed, a dresser, a TV—everything I’d need for the few days I was staying in it until the undercover job started. Now it had something else in it—myKitty Cat.
I moved on top of her, our mouths returning to taste the other, and I slipped my hand into one of the slits of her long dress.
Slits that exposed her tanned, toned legs as she walked.
Slits that had made my dick rock fucking hard at the wedding.
Slits that gave me direct access to where I wanted to bury my head.
She was soaked to the point that I could smell her arousal as I broke the kiss and slid her underwear down her legs. Smelling how much I turned her on only fueled my fire. I wanted to make her come fast, and then I wanted to take my time. Two of my fingers slipped in her heat, causing her back to arch off of the mattress. I worked her pussy hard, my fingers pumping in and out. My mouth watered, begging to get a taste of her. And the moment I took my first taste, I had everything I wanted in the entire world.
