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Chapter 23 – Constantine
“Why don’t you let metry?” Talia breathed, leaning forward to brush her lips over my skin. Lifting her eyes, she added, “My first attempt in Greece couldn’t have been that bad.”
“Talia,” I growled, and I felt my hard mask slipping.
She wants this.I let out a shuddering breath. The smart thing to do was push her gently back down the hall, bid her goodnight, and escape into my room. Why was I suddenly incapable of doing what was smart?
“You smell so good,” I rasped against her skin. Extending my tongue, I ran a line across the sensitive flesh near her collarbone. “Mmm....”
Talia gasped. “Name your price. I’ll take the meeting on my father’s behalf.”
That would never work. While the initial request from my father-in-law had been a formality, I’d extended a welcome and invited him to do business in person. As suspected, he’d refused. But the plan had always been to use Talia to lure him out, not have her negotiating on his behalf. Still, her offer was fucking tempting. My fingers gathered the hem of her skirt, hiking it up her thighs. “You think you can bargain with me, princess?”
Talia stiffened. Her chin tipped in defiance. Yes, that was exactly what she thought. I lifted my head and zeroed in on the thin press of her lips. Just one taste. It couldn’t hurt. Swooping down, I claimed her mouth before I could think better of it.
I crushed my lips against hers, the kiss aggressive and demanding. How dare she come here and plead for that rat? It was clear Talia had yet to realize what a piece of pusillanimous scum her father was. She was blinded by his lies and ambitions, and I hoped that also made her ignorant about most of his dealings. But it was the fact that she fought me at every turn that was intoxicating. It almost made me forget my plans. Almost, but not quite.
I skated my fingers along the edge of her panties. When she hissed, I plunged my tongue between her parted lips.
Her hands slid up my arms and encircled my neck. Warning bells pealed in my head. I couldn’t let her put me in a compromising position. But there were plenty of ways to take her and still be in control. She was now offering herself willingly to my touch. And still, the seduction failed because I knew she was only here to use sex as a weapon. Two could play that game. This should end—this should endnow! Yet I couldn’t stop myself.
I wrenched her arms away, crossing her wrists, and pulled her arms over her head. Holding her in place with one hand, I slid a finger under her panties. She moaned, the sound nearly making me come undone. So wet, she was so fucking wet.
Talia didn’t seem to mind that I was pressing her hands into the wall with more force than was necessary.
“You think you can pay?” I growled against her lips.
There was a beat where she tried to grasp the meaning of my words. But comprehension sparked within her lust-filled brain, and she nodded. “Yes.”
“What would you do if I dragged you into that room, bent you over my desk, and while looping your hair around my fist, gave you a taste?” I dared, continuing to rub the sensitive little bundle of nerves between her slick folds.
Talia let out a shuddering breath, but her chest strained forward in response to the heat in my words.
I lowered my voice to a whisper. “I promise it would be the best thing you’ve ever felt.”
“Show me,” she pleaded.
Pushing two fingers into her tight channel caused a whimper to escape my wife. Her eagerness sparked a gut reaction, and a predatory, primal urge flared in my chest. “Has another man ever touched you?” The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them.
Talia snapped her head back and forth. “Nnnoo,” she whispered.
“Have you touched yourself?” I demanded, moving my fingers inside her slowly, while my thumb continued moving in torturous circles at the same time.
She nodded weakly.
