"I want you," she found herself saying. What else could she say? That's what she wanted. She wanted him more than anything else he had wanted in his whole life. He hummed as he kissed the back of her earlobe, bringing his finger back, near the place he was kissing and slowly caressing the fine hair on her scalp. They worked magic on her, his lips. She felt him kiss down her neck and then to her shoulder, gently biting again.

  'So, he's a biter,' she thought out of the blue. Though she couldn't focus on the thought, the information got embedded into her subconscious mind. She would use it later on to tease him.

  She quivered at every touch, and he felt it. Her trembling put some hesitance in his mind, but when he looked at her closed eyes and blissful expression, he chuckled and reassured her. If he wasn't so preoccupied with kissing every inch of her body, he would take her lips again. She really looked enticing, biting the lip to stop herself from m.o.a.ning out loud.

  "You have me," he said. "You can make a sound if you want. I won't bite you… much."

  She groaned, finally letting a sound escape her. Did he have to phrase it that way?

  His fingers picked up the pace, running down her body. They brushed against her b.r.e.a.s.t and Katherine fought the urge to grab his hand and firmly place them on top of her b.r.e.a.s.t. He was in no rush, but she felt like she was going to combust if he didn't touch her soon.

  The only thing she could do was return the favor. Instead of just laying there and taking the pleasure he was giving her, she threaded her fingers through his hair and massaged his scalp.

  It was just a given bonus that her dream of running her hand through Cage Canavaugh's silky hair was coming true. She would do it as many times as the chances presented to her.

  She bucked up when she felt him bite a little harder, thrusting herself against him shamelessly and urging him on. He was so hard that she was sure that he needed her as much as she needed him. Suddenly, he crawled back up her body and touched his forehead to hers. His tongue darted out and found their way across her lower lip. She opened her mouth involuntarily to gasp, only to find it closed by his. Their tongues danced, no battle of dominance, just a lull of pleasure taking over them.

  She pulled at his hair a little harder as if telling him 'take me now.' It wasn't far from the truth. The kiss got harder and he thrust against her. If her eyes hadn't flitted closed, she would have been cross-eyed and a bumbling mess even without him inside her.

  She cringed internally as she thought about the embarrassment.

  She groaned as she pushed back, grinding against him just like he was. She could feel how wet she was, and she hoped that it would seep through the layers and he would sense it too.

  He was taking his time with her as he had promised. He wanted it to be perfect. And she was not impatient, but the need inside her was too much. She wanted to rip the remaining clothes off themselves and f.u.c.k like bunnies until she was sore and unable to walk. She wanted to rub her thighs together just thinking about it.

  'One must wait for good things,' Katherine reminded herself. She dragged her hand down her back, scraping the skin lightly with her nail. He grunted and he thrust into her harder. it made her smile triumphantly.

  Of course, he saw it. He pulled back and smirked. "You're trying to entice me?" he asked, his blue eyes sparkling with mirth. Well, if he was able to talk coherently and make jokes, she hadn't done her job well enough. She needed him to be a horny mess.

  She licked her lips which tasted like him and realized that she wanted to be bathed in his scent throughout her life. Damnit, it sounded creepy, but she meant it romantically, okay?

  "Yes. Is it working?" she answered cheekily. He chuckled and he shook his head.

  "Just you wait. I am going to enjoy messing you up." Promises, promises.

  She whimpered as she felt a pull in her stomach at his words. "What are you going to do about it?" she said defiantly. "You'll have to try it. I'm not easy to please."

  He got off her, much to her displeasure, but he placed himself between Katherine's legs. She liked him there because of the possibilities it brought. He placed his hands on her waist and coaxed her to sit up.

  "Come, take off your shirt. I need to see your pretty tits," he said. She chuckled. She never thought he would use such a word. He glared at her and pulled her up. He finally pulled her t-shirt up and dragged it over her skin. It drove her crazy and boy did the man know what he was doing. He clearly wanted to turn her into a puddle of need. And it was working.

  He finally pulled it over her head, making her lose her sight for a second.

  He was looking at her like she was something to eat.

  'He better do well on the promises his eyes are giving me right now.' His eyes roving over her torso made her hot. She was surprised that she felt this way. It was new to her… all of this. She had been s.e.x.u.a.lly active previously but it was nothing like this. With her ex, if he looked at her for too long, she would curl up into herself because she didn't like it.

  But with Cage, she felt completely comfortable. She felt that his admiration was… she stopped thinking because she didn't have the words. She felt wanted every time Cage touched her or looked at her.