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He smirks devilishly. The look sends a jolt of lust between my thighs. “Aspen? Katrina’s Niece?”
I nod. “Yes.”
His smirk deepens, and suddenly, I feel like I got caught in a trap.
Question is, do I want to escape it?
Chapter3
Ethan
Ismirk wider.
Little Aspen Kincaid grew up. Katrina’s niece, myex-wife’sniece, is all kinds of sexy. In an innocent way.
I like it.
I want her.
This girl, with her wide innocent sapphire blue eyes and her flawless skin and… Fuck me. I don’t think I have ever wanted anyone more. Ever had such a visceral reaction to any other woman before. My cock jerks in my sweats, and my body buzzes with excitement. I want to touch her.
Mark her.
Claim her.
I’m going to fuck her. That much I know. I don’t care about the familial ties or that she is nearly twenty years younger than me. I don’t give one tiny fuck.
She is mine.
She doesn’t know the beast she just released by coming up here all naïve and beautiful. She is like a little lamb to slaughter. I grin at my thoughts.
“Who did you think I was?” she asks so softly; I nearly miss it.
Well, there’s a question. I thought she was the hooker I paid a lot of money for from a very discreet, very high-end agency. I needed a release, and using someone from Hush, was perfect. But not as perfect as the girl who just walked into the lion’s den.
“No one.” I wave her off. “Would you like a drink, little lamb?” I start dragging her back to the living area, her soft skin under my fingertips making me want to rip her clothes off right here and now and bury my cock so deep inside that my come leaks out of her mouth. I stifle a groan at the thought.
“Little lamb?” she questions, but I ignore her.
“What do you want to drink? I have wine?” I ask instead of answering her question. I pull out a stool, spin to face her, and push her down onto it. She glares at me. I smile. In these few minutes of knowing her, I can tell she is a spitfire.
She sighs. “Water is fine.”
I nod, but I can’t help the little bit of disappointment I feel that she won’t be having an alcoholic drink. I would never take advantage, but I was hoping it would relax her. Turning to the fridge, I pull it open and grab a bottle of water. I hand it to her before pouring myself a whiskey. Grabbing my phone, I quickly shoot off a message to reception not to let my now very late guest up before focusing my attention back on the little lamb. Leaning against the counter, I eye her over the rim of the crystal tumbler. The way her delicate throat works as she swallows, the way her eyes move to me every so often, the way her cheeks pink to a delicious colour every time she finds my gaze already on her.
“So Aspen,” I start. “Are you looking forward to working at Caldwell Global Investments?” I’m being polite. I couldn’t give a shit if she is looking forward to it or not. I only have one goal where she is concerned now. And that is to make her mine. Fuck her so hard; I will imprint on her insides.
She squirms in her seat as if she can read my thoughts, then clears her throat. “I am. I have been looking forward to getting my teeth stuck into some real work.”
The only thing I want her teeth stuck into is me. My cock hardens at the thought. Fuck. I want to consume this little lamb whole devour her until it changes her as a person. Want to blow my seed so deep inside her, it takes root with my…child?
I shake my head.
What?
Where the fuck did that come from?
I have never wanted children. It’s never interested me. But for some reason, this girl, who just walked into my apartment, has brought this primal side out in me. The side that wants to breed her. Make her mine.
