Kate laid her head on Jericho’s chest and sighed. “Then I’ll find it somehow.”
“Legally, Kate.”
She nodded. “Legally. I promise.”
“There’s something I want to ask you.”
Kate raised her head. “What?”
“I want you to come with me to my first fundraiser.”
“Are you sure about that? I don’t think I’m at the top of the Mitchells’ list as most favorite person.”
“I don’t give a damn what they think.”
“You should, Jericho. They’ll give a lot of money to your campaign.”
“I’m small potatoes compared to their backing of Roth for the Senate. I think they expect him to go all the way.”
“All the way?”
“To the presidency.”
“So, you really want me at this shindig?”
“Yes, I really want you.”
“Then I’ll go.” She turned to the piano and began to play “Chopsticks.” After a moment, she glanced over at him. “What brought you out here in the middle of the night?”
“I was trying to keep my hands off of you.”
“Oh. I guess that’s a moot point now since I’m awake.”
“Yes. It is.”
* * *
He grasped her by the waist and lifted her up on the piano. Untying the belt of her robe, he parted the silky folds and spread them across the dark surface of the black wood. She looked like a delicate pink flower on black velvet.
Her hips heaved and bucked when he put his mouth to her. He draped her legs over his shoulders, bracing his hands on the polished top of the piano, he gave her something strong and firm to push against.
With his mouth and tongue, he enticed her toward her pleasure, letting it unfold, over and over, blossoming sweeter and hotter.
He wanted her to experience her own vulnerability because she wouldn’t allow it. That’s why Kate was so afraid of letting go. Feelings scared her and he knew it. She needed to soar free from those limits if ever she was to experience the deepest and most satisfying experience he could give her.
Not yet. She still resisted. Whether it was a failure on his part or hers, he wasn’t sure. But he strove to teach her that she was safe with him. That once setting her free and letting her soar, he would be there to catch her when she fell into glorious sensations.
He trapped her hips with his hands and closed his mouth over her sweet bud, sucking, sucking until her slender, strong body flexed and arched. Her hips jerked against his mouth, but he was relentless. She cried out wilder as she exploded, shuddering as waves of pleasure rocked through her.
She slid off the piano, dragging him with her. She shrugged out of her gown and pressed her hands to the curves of his chest, smoothing frantically down his body, undoing his jeans, she yanked them down.
Her mouth was on him in one scalding, hot slide. He jerked hard, his hands coming down onto the keys of the piano, making a discordant sound.
Her hot mouth paid no heed to the noise. She sucked at him until he thought he would lose his mind.
She brought him to the brink of explosion and when he realized that was her intent, he grabbed her upper arms and dragged her away.
“Jericho, I want you…”