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bulge he
was sporting.   She fought the heat rising
in her cheeks, when he noticed and grinned. The action made him look every inch
the predator ready to pounce. Alex squeezed her thighs together to relieve the
ache in her clit. Really, this whole thing was insane. She ought to be furious
with him—was furious in fact—so why then was her body acting as though she was in
heat. It was frustrating and arousing in equal measures.
    “Staying
then, sweetheart?” he asked.
    Alex’s
fingers itched to wipe that knowing smirk of his face.
    “Get
off on blackmailing women to do your bidding?” She flung the words at him,
inwardly grimacing at the breathy quality of her voice. Her heart beat faster
when he straightened up and walked toward her. His long limbed gait ate up the
distance between them. Every instinct screamed at her to run away, but her
limbs didn’t seem capable of following the demands of her rational brain.
Besides where would she run to?
    She
was bought and paid for, after all. Alex would do anything to spare her frail
mother any embarrassment. It’s why she had embellished her current work
situation to her. Mum didn’t need to worry over her. Besides Alex was doing
fine. She had a roof over her head and food in her belly, which was a lot more
than some people had, so she couldn’t complain really.
    “You
have no idea what I get off on, Alex, but if you’re a good girl and do as
you’re told, you might just find out.”
    Oh, the infuriating male . His words
served to escalate the flame of her arousal into a fever pitch, as he stopped
so close to her that the heat off his body scorched her skin. It took every
ounce of will power she possessed to not lean into his strength and warmth, to
let him take away her worries. Now where
had that thought come from, for fuck’s sake?
    Alex
jumped when Nathanial put his large hands on her shoulder. He slid them slowly
upward until he framed her face and tilted her head up. The gentle pressure he
used was strangely comforting.
    “Breathe,
Alex.”
    Her pent up breath burst forth with such force that she
ruffled the stylishly unruly dark lock of hair that fell over his forehead. His
amber eyes crinkled up at the corners in seeming amusement.
    “That’s
better. You were in danger of passing out on me then, girl. As much fun as
being the cause of that can be, I do need you sentient tonight. Later on, well,
we’ll see…”
    A
shiver of apprehension crawled up her spine at his murmured voice, even as her
breathing sped up, as all sorts of erotic scenarios bombarded her brain. Really,
what was wrong with her? Think, dammit.
    “I
told you already, I won’t sleep with you, or are you going to blackmail me into
that too?” Alex immediately regretted the words, when his brows drew together
in a frown. His hold on her tightened imperceptibly, and she couldn’t bring
herself to hold his gaze.
    “I
realize that you may not have the highest opinion of me after the way we parted
back then, but—”
    He
stopped speaking when she couldn’t help her most unladylike snort of derision. Grasping
her chin, he forced her to look up at him. Alex wasn’t small, but even in her
killer stilettos she was still a head shorter than him. It made her feel all
sorts of dainty and feminine, which was definitely a new sensation. Her stomach
churned anew at the disapproval that was edged in his features.
    “Has
no one told you it is rude to constantly interrupt? If you carry on like this,
I’ll be forced to put you over my knee to teach you some manners, girl.” He
smiled when her mouth fell open in surprise.
    Alex
automatically clenched her thighs together to stop the hot flood of arousal
creaming her pussy at those mental images.
    “You
try anything like that, and I’ll have you up for an assault charge.” Her reply
lost all of its intended sting thanks to her voice doing its best to imitate a
breathy porn star, but dammit, could he read her mind or something?
    Alex
liked a little, or