“Yes,” she breathed. “Yes, yes…”
Oh, he was so gentle as he filled her, sinking in to the hilt and drawing back with a care that made tears come to Catelyn’s eyes. She couldn’t remember the last time a man—or anyone, really—had treated her as if she was utterly precious.
But after a few strokes, Rami gritted his teeth. “I want…” It was clear he was holding back.
“Take it,” she said. “Take what you want.”
“I want more of you,” he said, his voice rough, and she knew what would come next. She welcomed it.
He pulled out and thrust back in, a fierce movement that drove the breath from Catelyn’s lungs. Rami braced himself against the bed and curled one hand around the back of her neck, a hard grip that held her in place while he picked up the pace. Her own hips responded, meeting him with every thrust, and it didn’t matter that she had a cold. All that mattered was the heat between them, the driving pleasure that sparked through her core.
Rami lowered his lips to her ear. “Come for me,” he said, and his tone told her that it was an order. It sent her over the edge and she came hard against him.
He pressed his forehead against her collarbone, following suit.
When he had finished, Rami sucked in a deep breath and fell onto his side, keeping her firmly in his arms. His breathing was so even that she could have fallen asleep. She would have fallen asleep, if it weren’t for the ache in her heart. So sweet. So hot.
“Do you feel better?” Rami murmured into her ear.
“I’m not quite cured yet,” Catelyn said, and Rami skimmed his palm over her stomach. She sighed. “I shouldn’t spend the afternoon in bed. My work—”
“How is the business, anyway?” Rami propped his head on the heel of his hand, considering her.
With a whoosh, all her worries tumbled back into her mind—only now they seemed muffled, farther away. “It’s been harder than I thought,” she admitted. “Being away from New Jersey. And I’m nervous about the trip to Texas.”
“You are?” Rami frowned.
“Yes. I want it to be a success for you. And I want to be by your side, but I also need to prioritize Elite Occasions—” Catelyn shook her head. “I’m going to have to go to New Jersey straight from Texas.”
“We’ll see if you’re up to it,” Rami said.
“I’ll be the judge of that.” Catelyn joked, but Rami’s expression was serious.
“Hang on.” He climbed out of bed and went to find his phone in the armchair. He powered it up, his focus coming to life the moment the screen lit up his features. Rami seemed to be scrolling through message.
He scoffed. “Issam…”
“What did he do?”
Rami came to the side of the bed and showed Catelyn the latest message from Rami’s brother. It read, “Your wife doesn’t like people who slack off and miss multiple meetings in a row. You also missed our security check meeting.”
Rami turned the phone back in his direction and fired off a quick text.
“What’d you say?
“I said I’ll be right there.”
Another message from Issam came in. With a roll of his eyes, Rami let Catelyn read this one too.
“Better hurry, brother mine,” Issam had written. “You’re going to lose this deal and your girl if you don’t get back to work.”
Catelyn laughed.
Rami didn’t.
15
“You want me to wear this?”