“Are you trying to kill me?” he muttered. She laughed and nodded her head, licking at the tiny hurt she’d made.
“Yes, I think so,” she replied. “After all, I can’t just let you win. I’ve got to find some way to show you that just because we’re married doesn’t mean you own me.”
“I’m too scared of you for that,” Wade replied, smirking. “Although I won’t apologize for letting everyone discover us. I told you I wasn’t going to play fair.”
She bit his nipple again and he squawked, sitting up suddenly and knocking her back onto the bed. Rather that retaliate, she sprawled her legs open and took a deep breath, almost pushing her br**sts up and out of the corset. Wade groaned, reaching out to run a finger along the gentle swell of her mound.
“All right, Cat,” he said. “You win. Just as long as I get to see you like this whenever I want.”
She smiled up at him.
“So long as you keep your place,” Catherine whispered. “Right here, serving me.
Don’t you dare forget it.”
“I won’t,” Wade replied fervently. “Trust me, I’ve never wanted to serve anyone more.”
“One more thing. The name is Catherine.”
“Cat,” he whispered, tugging her hair. She hit him playfully and he gave a mock whimper before leaning over and claiming her lips once more.