Free Knight's Game by Cc Gibbs Page B

only teeth marks reddened her lip.
    Shoving her back down, he circled her wrists with his fingers. ‘You’ll have another chance later,’ he said lightly, dropping a kiss on the bridge of her nose. ‘Right now, I have a semi-serious proposition. So don’t say no right away.’
    ‘I wouldn’t dream of saying no to you after that dynamite orgasm.’ She smiled faintly. ‘Does this have anything to do with my next orgasm? Please say yes.’
    He smiled back. ‘Yes. But give me a minute first. I hate these things.’ Withdrawing from her body, he sat on the edge of the chaise, yanked off the condom and tossed it in the jungle of plants. ‘Don’t lecture me,’ he warned her. ‘My staff doesn’t give a shit.’
    ‘I wouldn’t think of it,’ she murmured.
    Her reply was so amenable, his gaze narrowed. ‘Is that sarcasm? Forget it,’ he quickly said. ‘I don’t care so long as you’re not getting up to leave.’
    Her green-eyed gaze was balmy with content. ‘I don’t feel like leaving just yet.’
    ‘Perfect. Because I have something to make the sex better.’
    ‘You have my full attention, Mr Knight,’ she purred.
    He laughed. ‘I thought I might.’ But he drew in a quick breath before he went on because her temper was unpredictable, and while he could always talk her around, particularly to sex, it would save time if she agreed with him. ‘Here’s my proposal and don’t shoot me down until you hear me out.’
    She grinned. ‘It must be super kinky.’
    He gave her a flinty look.
    She mimed a locking motion across her mouth.
    ‘Now, first, I’m perfectly willing to use condoms for as long as you want, but with the multiple orgasms you prefer, along with, shall we say, the marathon fucking sessions you like, condoms would be a real pain in the ass. So’ – another quick breath – ‘if you’re interested, I have an alternative. Since your period is just ending – don’t give me that look – I read the interview brief on you in Hong Kong and remembered because it mattered to me at the time. Am I right about your period?’
    ‘Jeez. Is that kind of invasive detail legally allowed?’
    ‘I never asked. So am I right or not?’
    She made a face, then nodded.
    He smiled. ‘Since when did you get shy?’
    She ran her fingers through her copper curls in a quick restive gesture, then stared at him. ‘That’s kinda personal.’
    ‘Unlike fucking.’
    ‘Hey, keep it up and—’
    ‘You couldn’t do it, babe. Honestly. You need it more than I do.’
    ‘Maybe I could.’
    ‘And maybe I could find religion, but I wouldn’t bet on it. So, can I get back to my plan? It’ll make you real happy – guaranteed.’
    She wrinkled her nose in a little bunny twitch.
    ‘I’ll take that as a yes. One more thing and don’t be squeamish. It’s just a simple question. Is this the fifth day of your period?’
    Her brows flew up. ‘How the hell did you know that?’
    ‘I told you I read the brief. I have a good memory: once I see something, it’s here.’ He tapped his head. ‘Anyway, the timing couldn’t be better for a contraceptive shot. The shot would be effective immediately. And if you recall, birth control pills were a problem for us in Hong Kong.’
    She glowered. ‘Don’t try and sidetrack the conversation. How would you know about effective immediately?’
    ‘General information. Don’t get pissed. I read about it.’
    ‘Why?’ Her glare was undiminished, her jealousy unreasonable but stubbornly persistent.
    ‘Because it happened to be on
The Times
health page I was reading,’ he said, keeping his voice super calm. ‘And birth control impacts me. OK?’
    ‘Yeah, I’ve heard that.’
    ‘Come on, babe, I’d like to say I was a virgin when I metyou, but I can’t. If it matters, I haven’t been with a woman since Hong Kong. And that’s major for me.’
    ‘I suppose,’ she grumbled.
    ‘You better suppose,’ he grumbled back. ‘It’s in the category of moving mountains