Page 14 of Adam’s Obsession

What’s more, he would hear her voice. He would hear hermoans when she could hold them back no longer, her panting breaths as she came.He would know so much more about her. She would be so much more vulnerable.

Why did that prospect make her clit start to throb?

Could it be she wanted to be vulnerable to him? Open to histouch? Did she want to succumb completely? The prospect both thrilled andfrightened her. Not that she didn’t trust him. She did.

It was her own passion she didn’t trust.

She had a history of skulking to the edge of abandon andthen scurrying back to safety. What kind of disaster would it be to pull himalong with her, right to the brink of completion, and then yank him back? Shecouldn’t bear the thought of failing him, betraying him like that.

She was so nervous she almost didn’t turn on her computer.

But she did.

Of course she did.

Sipping her wine as the beast went through its interminableboot-up process, she waited, trembling. Lordy, she was a wreck. She needed toshore up her quivering courage or she would just reach out and turn off themachine.

There was nothing for it.

She poured herself another glass of wine.

Thusly fortified, she logged on.

A new, unfamiliar chime sounded and Katherine jumped,sloshing her wine onto the bedspread. She peeped at her laptop and her heartpounded. She had a private message. It was Savage. He was waiting for her.

With only a moment’s hesitation, she clicked on the box thatlocked them in a room, alone, together, somewhere in the vast reaches of theinternet.

SAVAGE: You’re here.

WILDKAT: Yes. I’m here.

SAVAGE: Did you get the software?

WILDKAT: Yes.

There was a long pause before he responded.

SAVAGE: Are you ready to do this?

WILDKAT: I think so. I’m a little nervous.

SAVAGE: Me too. Get yourself a drink. It makes it easier.

WILDKAT: Way ahead of you, stud. I’m all over that like aduck on a june bug.

SAVAGE: What?

WILDKAT: Oh, haven’t you ever heard that saying? It’s prettybig in the Midwest. Apparently ducks love to eat june bugs. They snap ‘em uplike crazy.

SAVAGE: I did not know that.

WILDKAT: Yup. Yup.

Another long pause. She hunted for something to say.

SAVAGE: So… What are you drinking?

WILDKAT: Wine. And you?