Page 38 of The Pakhan’s Heir

He hits the ball. It rolls across the felt and into the right corner pocket. “So?”

“So… I couldn’t sleep.”

He stands up and sighs. “Go back to bed, Nona.”

The authority in his voice almost makes me listen. I keep my stance firm, however. “No,” I say. “I want to stay down here.”

He rubs the bridge of his nose like a headache’s coming on. “I’m not in the mood for this.”

“Oh, I don’t know,” I say as I undo my robe. “I think maybe I might have something that will lighten your mood.”

My robe drops to the floor. He looks up at me… and does a double-take. His eyes move over my body slowly, taking in every curve as if he wants to memorize it.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he says to me, yet he’s not looking away.

“You don’t know?”

He looks up at me, and now we’re staring at one another. He tears his eyes away from me and back to the pool table. “If you came down here to seduce me,” he says, “I’m not interested.”

That stings a little, but I’m not ready to give up so easily. He walks around the table to measure up another shot. As soon as he leans in to take it, I walk over and lean against the table, right in his eyeline. He glances up at me for just a second. “Stop it.”

I smile at him and pull myself up onto the table. The movement sends one of the straps down my shoulders and I see him home in on it. He’s pissed… but he’s also getting hot.

“Make me,” I say.

Something clicks behind his eyes and his expression darkens. He stands up slowly and says, “You’re really asking for it tonight.”

I’m practically begging for it. I push the balls out of the way and lean back on the table. The other strap comes down, and now he’s looking at the line of lace just above my tits.

He walks around the table and grabs me, yanking me up to my feet. He holds me by my shoulders, his breath in my face as he looks into my eyes.

“I told you next time, I’d take a strap to you,” he says. “That what you’re looking for, little rabbit?”

My nipples are so hard that very fabric rubbing against them is making me so fucking hot. “Do your worst.”

A little smile turns up at the corner of his mouth and he drops one hand, grabbing my ass with it and squeezing hard before slapping. The sound rings out against the walls as the warm and welcome pain shoots through my body.

I’m so wet that my thighs are starting to get slippery. He pushes me back toward the pool table and grabs my leg, lifting it up and propping it on the edge. Then he pulls my teddy down, freeing my nipples. He leans in, his tongue circling them as his hand moves around and slips between the fabric of my panties, sliding his fingers inside me.

The feeling of his tongue against my nipples… then his teeth as he gently bites them, his fingers fucking me while he presses his thumb against my clit. I’m holding onto him, but I’m starting to fall into his rhythm. How does he know just how to touch me?

He wraps his arm around me to stabilize me, then with a growl, he bites me hard as he slips another finger inside me. I dig my nails into the back of his neck. Shit… he’s going to make me come…

And then… he stops. His fingers slow and his biting turns to gentle circles with his tongue around my swollen nipples. And then, he steps away from me, releasing me as he smiles lazily at me.

He sticks his fingers in his mouth, licking away my juices. “There’s more than one way to punish a person,” he says. “Next time, don’t interrupt my game.”

And with that, he turns and walks away, leaving me there.

Bastard. I’m so wound up, I could cry.

Instead… I smile. He can say and do what he wants, but I’m getting to him. Next time, he won’t be able to walk away so easily.

14

ALEX

In the light of day, I see what Nona was doing last night and as much as I hate to admit it, it worked. I’ve been thinking about her ever since.