Indeed, much of her own Cirque money just went into the same savings accounts she already had. Catherine didn't do much splurging - although she did often find fancy teas or go poking around antique stores for interesting items and books. She had a collection of tintype photos stashed away just because she liked them.
She couldn't help the soft sound she made when he was at her throat and she bit her lip. She wanted him to bite, to leave marks even though that particular one would've been too visible. Jacuzzi, yes. It was around there somewhere. She wasn't going to think about the wasted opportunity right now.
Her breathing became heavier as he pulled her close, teased her with just soft kisses. Catherine leaned in close to whisper in his ear, "You can tear these one's, by the way," meaning the lacy panties, "Just be careful?" Then she nipped his earlobe, tugging slightly with her teeth.