Page 7 of The Chosen Heir


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His thumb swiped down the slope of one breast, and I jerked in my seat. A breath of surprise escaped me. My brows drew together in a frown as I stuttered, “Alex…w-what are you doing?”

He drew closer. So close I could feel the puffs of his breaths against my lips. “Christ, these perfectly ripe tits. Feels better than I imagined, and I’ve imagined them for a long time, Nina. Always loved those moments when I’d catch you watching me with that hunger in your eyes. That greed. Are you greedy for me, Nina?” he inquired in a silky voice that drifted over my skin like a lazy caress.

I sucked in a breath. That touch and those words shot hot jolts of electricity straight to my clit. Yes, God, yes, Alex, I’m greedy for you. More than you can possibly know.

But I wouldn’t cop to any of it. Even though he admitted to desiring me, even though he currently had his hand on my breast, I refused to admit to my obsession. I had some pride, after all.

With bravado that I didn’t feel, I tossed out, “More to the point, Alex, is whether you’re greedy for me.”

“Yes,” he growled. “Don’t tell me you don’t know. How many times have I watched you from the window in my office at home. Since you were sixteen, Nina. Since you’ve grown these luscious tits. How many times have I passed you in the hall and was seconds away from shoving you against the wall and taking what I wanted.”

My mouth gaped open.

Ahhh…no. No, I had no idea. My butt shifted around in the seat of my chair like it was on fire. My panties had practically melted and peeled off my skin only to be doused by the wetness soaking my pussy.

His eyes were at half-mast.

“Apparently not,” he drawled.

I wet my parched lips. Once. Twice. His eyes smoldered on them. Nervous, I bit down hard on my bottom lip. Then my body chose that moment to rebel. With a mind of its own, my back arched to give him greater access, silently begging him to reach my nipple. He made a noise at the back of his throat. Finally, finally he smoothed his thumb over it. Taking it between his fingers, he pinched hard, as if to punish me for my obliviousness.

Twisting in my seat, I threw caution to the wind, wrapped my fingers around his nape, and pressed my lips to his.

Moaning, he parted his lips, and I thrust my tongue inside. His remarkable taste exploded in my mouth, better than I ever imagined. It was something akin to bourbon mixed with the smoke of a bonfire. Abruptly, I was whisked off the chair and onto his lap. He took over. The soft glide of his tongue moving against mine was divine. Growing dizzy with pleasure, I heard pathetic mewling sounds. Barely registering that they were mine, I absorbed the lashes of his talented tongue. Without warning, he tore his mouth from mine.

Panting harshly in the quiet of the room, he swore, “Fuck, that was never supposed to happen.”

Bereft but desperate for more, I stammered out, “What? Don’t stop.”

He licked the side of my throat, getting a whimper out of me before pulling back for good.

“Fuck, sweetness. At the rate we’re going, I’ll have you spread out beneath me. And once I feast on that sweet pussy, it won’t be long before I’m breaching your tight clutch. Then, all hell will break loose.”

Clasping the ends of his collar, I tugged him closer as I yelped, “Why?”

“You’re Tasa’s best friend,” he snarled, frustration igniting the emerald flames in his eyes. “She’ll be back, even if I have to drag her home by her fingernails. We don’t get along well enough as it is, and it will only get worse. You’ll be dragged into our drama, becoming one more thing we struggle over. She needs you by her side more than I do, Nina. You’ve always been there for her, and she’ll need you more than ever.”

He was right, of course. I knew that. Hell, I agreed with him, but at that moment…I couldn’t let go. Instead, my hold on him tightened. Crumpling his collar between my fingers, I begged, “No, please.”

His eyes snared mine and held. “You know I’m right.”

“But she left me,” I cried out. Struggling to get ahold of my sudden anger and long-standing sexual frustration, I crushed the starched cotton between my fists. After taking a deep breath, I tried in a more even tone, “She left for good, Alex. If she worked this hard to get away, do you really believe you can keep her against her will?”

“I have to try. I have no choice but to find her and bring her back,” he ground out, wrapping his hands around my waist and placing me back on the seat of the chair as if I weighed nothing. “It’s my duty, and duty is my raison d’être.”

Hearing the steel in his tone, I collapsed back against the chair, pressing in so hard that it dug into my spine. He was as attracted to me as I was to him. Shocking, but also true. The man desired me. Perhaps not as much as I wanted him but close enough. Heck, anything in the same ballpark worked for me. Over the years, I’d convinced myself that he barely noticed me. Alex, the oldest sibling and head of the Lupu family, wanted little ole me. Me. If he hadn’t given me the kiss of my life, if he hadn’t said those wicked, dirty things, I’d never have believed it.

It was admirable of him to sacrifice his own desire for his sister’s comfort, but Alex either didn’t know her very well or he was living in denial. Tasa wasn’t coming back. And if she was gone for good, as I strongly suspected, then he was mine.

If duty was his reason for living, then I’d become part of that precious duty of his. For once, my virginity would come in handy.

Releasing his crinkled collar, I patted it gently and said, “Alright then, Alex. Go find her. Good luck because you’ll need it.”

“Nina,” he pleaded for my understanding. “She’s in danger. Serious fucking danger. The kind of danger that could have her tortured. Is that what you want?”

“Of course not! I’d never want Tasa to be anything but happy. You haven’t asked for my opinion on this, but if you find her—”

“When I find her,” he interjected.

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