King's Passion by Adrianne Byrd

Author:Adrianne Byrd
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kimani Press
Published: 2011-03-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Victoria’s gaze lowered to Eamon’s lips while his invitation hung in the air. Her mouth started to water at the memory of his taste. One bite and she would be addicted again. She struggled to find that raging anger she had storming into his office, but it had vanished like a ghost. Now she was left vulnerable with her heart racing like a wild mustang.

It had been two weeks, or rather fifteen days, five hours and a little over seventeen minutes since she had the incredible pleasure. But it felt more like it had been forever. And hadn’t she done everything short of fasting and having an exorcism to try and get him out her system?

The seconds ticked by as she stared into his smoldering eyes and his hands grazed her crotch. This may have been too strong a temptation for her to overcome.

“So what do you want to do? I’ll respect whatever you decide,” he said. His voice dipped into a smoky baritone while that sexy smile sloped across his lips.

She twitched in his lap while her nipples ached. Somehow she managed to get her legs to work so that she could climb out of his lap.

Disappointment rippled across Eamon’s face.

Victoria turned and walked toward the door, quivering like the last fall leaf on the first day of winter. When she reached the archway, there was one last desperate scream from the back of her brain. Run!

It was the voice of reason, she knew. But it was soon overthrown by desire. She reached for the door and then slowly closed it and locked it. Taking a deep breath, her nerves calmed.

“That’s a good girl,” Eamon praised. “Now, why don’t you come back over here and give me a proper hello?”

Victoria faced him. Damn, he was cocky as hell. Then again, hadn’t she known that? Didn’t she like it?

Instead of obeying, she remained close to the door. There, she slowly lifted her hands to the back of her head and removed the pins from her hair. When her thick hair fell like a heavy curtain, she shook and slid her fingers through it so that it would splay across her shoulders.

Eamon’s smile ticked higher.

Next, she took her time, reaching for the top pearl button of her silk blouse. Slow and easy. Pace yourself. The key to seduction is slow and graceful moves. So far it looked to be a good game plan because Eamon’s gaze tracked her manicured fingers like a bloodhound. By the time she undid the last button and peeled open her blouse, Eamon looked like his tongue was ready to roll out of his head.

I have the power now. She draped the blouse over the empty chair in front of his desk. Next she reached behind her pencil skirt, undid the top button and then pulled the tiny zipper down. The skirt pooled at her feet and she calmly stepped out of it before adding it to the chair.

Excitement and fire glowed in Eamon’s eyes as he eased back against his chair.

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