Now, normally, I’d never spy on a woman like this, but I need all the information on Caterina I can get if I’m going to secure this alliance and obtain the diamond.
Besides, she gave me permission to watch earlier today. It’s not my fault she wasn’t sly enough to check the space for bugs.
Mafia Life 101. Never trust that anywhere is safe.
I settle back against my own pillows, setting the computer aside.
Cat’s fingers rub her clit, her chest heaving as she sinks into whatever fantasy’s playing behind her eyes. Pretending Cat’s touching me, I take my cock out and stroke with my nondominant hand. I can’t wait to get her soft, delicate fingers on me again…
When she withdraws from her basic cotton panties, I pray to every god I can think of that the show’s not over.
She digs inside her drawer and fishes out a big purple vibrator.
I groan, warmth pooling in my gut. “Shit, Cat, you gorgeous creature. Fuck yourself for me.”
I squeeze my shaft in anticipation.
She pulls her panties to the side, baring her pussy just for me. With little effort—I can see she’s wet from here—she inches the vibrator in.
Though the toy’s sizable, it’s smaller than me, and the silicone slides in and out with ease, giving me the best show on earth.
Her eyes roll into the back of her head, her mouth open as she pants. I can only imagine she’s thinking about me and last night as she picks up the pace.
I match her rhythm, stroking myself faster. She’s so beautiful. Her cheeks flush, red inching down her neck to hide beneath her shirt. Her thighs tremble, her fingers clutching the end of the toy as she fucks herself.
I want so badly to be there between her legs, giving her exactly what she craves.
I’ve never been jealous of a toy before, but I guess there’s a first time for everything.
If I were with her, she’d be calling my name instead of Dane fucking Ryder.
I need that. Need to hear her moaning for me and only me.
I don’t stop to consider why that desire burns so badly in my chest. I just let the flame of lust blaze through me as I pump my cock in time with her hand and that damn toy.
Her spine arches as she comes, her nipples hardening through that flimsy t-shirt. Her body shakes, and her free hand clenches in the dark sheets.
I follow her with a groan, spilling over my boxers and stroking myself through the aftershocks, which seem to last forever.
She’s perfect. No other word does her justice.
She’s gorgeous, sure. Brilliant, clever, and beautiful when she’s angry. That red face was super sexy earlier.
After I clean up and recline in the bed, I’m not thinking of Cat’s body or even the show she put on.
I’m thinking about her sharp eyes and quiet intensity. The way she never once looked away while I spoke with Eduardo. How she tracked me down after the meeting.
Despite the best efforts of Daddy and her little brother to keep her on the sidelines, Caterina Ricci is a force.
Her father’s on his last leg, and Nino sure as hell isn’t going to give me the challenge I crave. He’s got the disposition of an angry bear and the IQ of a goldfish.
No point in fighting if you’re the only one in the ring. I did the right thing by focusing on her versus either of them. I just need to find my way back into her good graces, her family home, and her boring little panties to gain access to the Bonasera diamond.
A gem like that—and a gem like Cat—deserves a fight.
Let the games begin.
Chapter 6
