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  “What are you doing here?” I snarl. He looks shocked at my tone of voice, but I can’t help it. I’ve never been so pissed off to see someone. He might be angry at me in return, but he’s the stubborn one getting in the way of what I want, what I need. I square up to him and he takes a step backward.

  “Take it easy,” he says. “I just wanted to talk. Why don’t you invite me upstairs for a whiskey?”

  It’s the last thing I want to do. I don’t want Liam anywhere near me, especially when I’m this amped up. I don’t want to do anything I might later regret. But he came here on a mission and he won’t leave until he gets what he wants. If a fight is what he wants, then he’s damn well going to get it.

  I press the elevator button, never taking my eyes off Liam. We stand in silence until the elevator arrives and then ride to the top floor without saying a word. He looks uncomfortable and it makes me glad. He’s the one that wanted to do this, so I hope he feels as shitty as I feel angry.

  As we head inside, I pour us both a drink and Liam snatches his from my hand, not even bothering to take a seat. He circles me slowly, as though he thinks he’s the one in control here. I clench my jaw, but say nothing, waiting for him to make the first move.

  “You took my sister out to dinner and didn’t bother to tell me?” he says eventually, anger tinging his tone. I clench my free fist, hoping not to smash my best whiskey glass with my other hand.

  “How did you find out?”

  “My girlfriend was in the restaurant at the time with a friend. She recognized you both. And she said you looked pretty damn intimate.”

  “She has no idea what she’s talking about,” I snap. “And you don’t know the full story. I’ve just signed Despina on as a new writer at my publishing house. And I can assure you, you’re going to regret it if you try and stand in her way.”

  “I don’t want her hanging around with you,” Liam hisses. “I know you. You never take your other writers out for fancy dinners. There’s something going on and I won’t stand for it. You’re not going to make a move on my sister. She’s vulnerable. She doesn’t know what she’s doing.”

  “And like I said...you have no idea what you’re talking about,” I hiss. “Maybe you should stay out of matters you don’t understand. I was doing a nice thing for her. I’m going to hand her career to her on a silver platter, and she fucking deserves it. Why have you got such an issue with that? Jealous, perhaps?”

  Liam looks like he wants to swing at me, but he wouldn’t fucking dare. He knows he’d never win a fight against me. I flex my muscles and tower over him intimidatingly.

  “You need to get a grip, Liam. You have no right coming here and telling me how to live my life...hell, you can’t even tell her how to live. It’s her choice.”

  “I’m all she has,” Liam snaps. “Of course I’m protective of her. I just don’t want men like you taking advantage of her.”

  “I’m not,” I growl. “She made the choice to come for dinner with me. In fact, she was the one who was eager to make it tonight. Why not let her make her own decisions instead of being some possessive father figure? She doesn’t need you.”

  “She sure as hell doesn’t need you,” Liam snaps. “She doesn’t need you to publish her. She’ll find another offer.”

  “Of course she will. She’s got talent. But she wants me. She came to me. Sure, she didn’t know who I was, but she knows my company’s reputation. I didn’t bait her into this, Liam. Now stop acting like a child. Finish your whiskey and get out of my home...before I do something I’ll regret.”

  Liam is seething. His face is red and he looks angrier than I’ve ever seen him before. I can tell that this conversation has changed our friendship, but I can’t bring myself to care. He swanned in here and tried to undermine me in my own home. He should’ve known I’d shoot him down. And now, he can leave here with his tail between his legs and think about how much he’s embarrassed himself.

  As he leaves, I pour myself another whiskey and look out over the city. Somewhere out there, the woman of my dreams is going to sleep in some dingy apartment. She should be here with me. She should be sharing her life and her body and her thoughts with me.

  One day soon she will.

  Despina

  Dinner left me with butterflies in my stomach and a desperation for more. I’ll see Luke tomorrow, but not before I see him all night long in my dreams.

  I can barely wait to get in bed and just put the whole night on replay. I’m regretting saying no to Luke’s offer, but at least I can lie here and just think about him. I know now that we have a connection that we can’t deny, so I may as well just lie back and enjoy it.

  But then I hear a key turning in the lock of my front door. I check my watch. It’s almost midnight. My heart seizes for a moment in worry, but then I remember that I gave my brother a set of keys. But what is he doing here at this time of night?

  I hear him burst into through the front door and into my bedroom. He switches on the light and I blink in shock.

  “Liam!”

  “You need to turn the offer down,” Liam slurs. He’s clearly had a few drinks. I fold my arms over my chest.

  “I presume you’re referring to my publishing contract? It’s not going to happen, Liam. It’s a huge step forward in my career.”

  “You can have any publishing contract you want. You’re the best of the best,” Liam says as he sits at the end of my bed. “Please, just turn Luke down. Choose someone else.”

  “No. I sent my manuscript there because they’re an incredible company with an amazing reputation.”

  “So it had nothing to do with Luke being the head of the company?”

  “Liam, please go home. You’re drunk.”

  “I’m trying to look out for you,” Liam insists, “He’s not right for you.”

  I can’t tell if he means as a partner or as a boss, but I feel anger rise up inside me. “That’s not your decision to make. I’m an adult, and you need to start treating me like one. I can make these kinds of decisions for myself, you know.”

  “No you can’t!” Liam cries out. “You’re too young and foolish, Despina.”

  I raise an eyebrow at my drunken brother. “What happened to me being the best of the best? I need you to make up your mind, Liam. Am I the best, or am I some foolish little girl who can’t make decisions for herself?”

  “Both!” Liam cries out, throwing his hands up in the air in exasperation. “You’re smart, but naive. Don’t you see what he wants from you?”

  I shake my head. “You’re making a fool of yourself. Come on, Liam. You can sleep on the couch tonight.”

  Liam bites his lip. “Look. I know you don’t want to hear this tonight. But...just consider what I’m saying, will you? I just don’t want you to get hurt.”

  “I know you don’t,” I say calmly, swinging my legs out of bed and guiding Liam to his feet. I sigh quietly to myself. So much for a relaxed night of fantasizing. “I’ll think about it. I promise.”

  I finally manage to get Liam to sleep on the couch, and I put a glass of water beside him. I look around the tiny living room and wonder how Liam can possibly think turning Luke down is a good idea. Does he want me to continue to live a wasted life here? Whether something happens between me and Luke or not, this is the best thing that's ever happened to me. I suddenly feel angry at Liam. His selfish need to control me isn’t going to stand in my way.

  I’m going to Luke tomorrow and I’m going to make things right.

  CHAPTER 4

  Luke

  After Liam left last night, I couldn’t sleep, so I began the initial edits of Despina’s novel. It’s a captivating piece, a romance that runs so deep and meaningful that the characters truly come alive on the pages. It’s a rare and beautiful thing to read a love story that really resonates with you, but after finishing the novel for a second time, I feel an ache inside me for Despina. I want to know what inspired it. Has she had some deep love in her life to compare it to? And if
so, is that person still in the picture? Or is there room for a man like me to pick up where he left off?

  I want her more than I’ve ever wanted anything else. It’s driving me insane with lust. I’ve barely had any sleep, but knowing that I’m seeing her today is energizing me. My cock is hard in my trousers, unable to be tamed when thoughts of her are running around my mind. I need her to touch me and I’m growing impatient for the release she can give me. Every possessive bone in my body is longing for hers, and I don’t know how I’ll hold myself back when I see her. But I have to hold off a little longer, especially now that Liam is on to me.

  Despina is early. She arrives at twenty to eleven, and our appointment isn’t for another twenty minutes. My receptionist calls to tell me she’s arrived, but I let her wait in the lobby. I need time to compose myself before I see her. At ten to eleven, I buzz her in and wait, hoping I can control myself from leaping on her and fucking her right now.

  She looks so radiant today that she takes my breath away. She’s wearing a tight dress that shows off a little cleavage, though her auburn hair covers most of the goods. She’s wearing a deep pink lipstick and it shows the pale beauty of her skin off. How the hell am I supposed to concentrate on going over these edits with her when she’s looks like that?

  “Take a seat, Despina,” I tell her, unable to stop the possessive growl from rising in my throat. She looks a little nervous again, unlike she was at dinner last night. We were so close, almost constantly touching in one way or another last night that it feels painful to have a desk between us right now.

  “You’ve begun the edits already?” she asks to fill the tense silence between us. I nod, threading my hands together to keep a better control over their actions. My dick is hard in my pants, pushing against the material and throbbing desperately in response to the sight of her. Now that she’s sitting down, her dress is pulled even more taut over her breasts and I can see her erect nipples pushing against the fabric. It’s driving me insane.

  “Yes…there’s very little work that’s needed in the grammatical sense, but there are a few things I’d suggest that would get you to the heart of the story faster.”

  I wish we could get to the heart of our own story faster. I know how this works. A novel needs to put in the work to make the reader feel what the characters are feeling, but it doesn’t work in my case. My feelings were instantaneous. In fact, I fell a little in love with her before we met through her writing. And now, I know I have to try and wait, but it feels impossible when she’s displaying herself in front of me like a beautiful piece of art.

  “Luke?”

  I blink several times. Despina is looking at me innocently. I’m leaning across the desk involuntarily, drawn to her by her magnetic presence. She smiles at me.

  “There’s something about the novel that concerns me.”

  I nod, trying to concentrate on the matter at hand.

  “Okay, what’s bothering you?”

  She blushes. “Well...it’s about the intimate scene.”

  I can feel myself getting hot under the collar. After re-reading the sex scene in the novel last night, I saw it in an entirely new light. Upon the second reading, I found myself slipping Despina and I into the story in place of the characters, and I spent over an hour last night resisting the urge to masturbate to the sex scene. It was so intimate and flawless that I can’t imagine why she’s worried about it.

  “It reads well, Despina,” I say as calmly as I can manage. “It truly feels like the characters are real in those pages...in fact, I’d say it’s one of the finest sections in the novel.”

  Despina looks surprised. “Oh...it’s just...I guess romance has always come naturally to me, but those parts...well...I guess sex is still kind of a mystery to me.”

  I feel my cock surge once again. Is she trying to tell me she’s inexperienced? God, if that’s true, there’s so much I want to show her. I’ve never been with a woman, not one has ever piqued my interest until her, but I know it’ll come to me as naturally as learning to walk. I know exactly what I want to do to her, how I plan to hold her, how I’ll move inside her. It’s a man’s instinct to know how to really treat a woman...and now she’s practically asking me to show her the way.

  I stand up and walk around the desk. I see the moment her breath catches in her throat and she stares up at me with nerves in her smile. I take her hand and pull her to her feet, and she doesn’t show any signs of stopping me. My hands move to her slim waist, pulling her against me so she can feel my hard cock pressing against her stomach. She licks her lips and it’s all I can do to stop myself from capturing her lips with mine. But I want this to be perfect, like it would be in one of her romance novels.

  “Is it a mystery you want help with solving?” I murmur as I lean in close to her ear. She sucks in air nervously.

  “Only by one person,” she whispers back. She gasps as I move my hands slowly to grasp her ass in my hands.

  “Oh yeah? And who is he?” I growl, overcome by the sexual tension. She tilts her head back slightly so she can look into my eyes, her lips parted slightly.

  “You,” she breathes.

  Despina

  I’m filled with nervous energy as he kisses me for the first time. I knew it was coming and yet it still managed to take my breath away. I grasp the back of his neck desperately, suddenly unable to care about the fact that we’re supposed to be working together, not edging closer to fucking in his office. I don’t even care that I might lose my virginity right here, right now. I’m ready. He’s showed me that I’m ready.

  He picks me up in his strong arms and I wrap my legs around him, allowing my dress to ride up to my hips. He growls in pleasure and I feel his cock pushing against my entrance through my panties. I gasp at the sensation. I’ve never come this close to a man before. I can feel heat pooling between my legs. He’s got me wetter than I’ve ever been before.

  He carries me across the room to the large pile of books he has piled up in the corner. He practically throws me down on them and a few books slide with a clatter to the floor, but neither of us pay the commotion any mind.

  We continue to kiss, my legs holding him as close to me as possible. With his hulking frame over the top of me, I feel dominated, but satisfied by the experience. I don’t want him to move away from me. In fact, I want him to move closer. I want him inside me.

  His lips break away from mine and I instinctively try to pull him back in, but as he begins kissing my neck, I sigh and let it happen. His stubble brushes against my skin, holding me captive, making me feel alive. I moan quietly, forgetting we’re in his office and allow myself to run wild.

  His hands move from my waist and I feel one of them snake up my leg. His fingers snag my panties, pulling them away from me roughly. I gasp in pleasure as he pulls them right down to my ankles and discards them. And then, before I can say a word, he buries his face between my legs.

  His tongue laps hungrily at my clit and I cry out, in utter heaven. Here is a man who clearly knows exactly what he’s doing. I’ve never had anyone touch me this way and it feels even better than the intimate times I’ve spent alone pleasuring myself. The fact that it’s Luke giving me this indescribable pleasure just makes the whole thing a million times better. I grip at a pile of books with one hand and his hair with my other, pulling him in closer without toppling the pile of books all together.

  “You taste so fucking good,” he growls at me, his glasses slightly steamed up. It shouldn’t be a sexy sight, but fuck, it is. It makes me feel good knowing he’s as hot for me as I am for him. He buries his tongue inside me and I cry out. Anyone could find us in this compromising position. Anyone could discover our secret. But for now, I can’t help letting the pleasure take over me.

  His hands explore me as I lie there. Every touch he gives me sends a shiver down my spine. I can’t get used to the fact that this man wants me. He wants to touch my body. His lips move away from my mound for a moment and he replaces them with two of his fing
ers. As they slide inside me, I moan, closing my eyes and tilting my head back. He thrusts them in and out of me, taking me to a new level of pleasure I never thought possible.

  I’m close already. I never expected to be so turned on that a man might be able to get me to an orgasm in a matter of minutes. But as he fingers me hard and fast, I’m breathless, gasping for air and moaning loudly.

  “Luke,” I breathe, sitting up a little so I can see his face. He’s leaning in closer now, watching my face with increasing intensity. He leans in to hungrily kiss my lips, his tongue sliding into my mouth. I move closer to him and push his fingers deeper inside me, toppling a few more books off the pile as I do. There’s chaos all around us, but in his embrace, I feel truly alive.

  He pushes me back and leans into me, his body dominating mine as he draws me closer to my big finale.

  “You’re mine,” he growls. “Say it. Say you’re mine.”

  “I’m yours,” I say, gasping for air. I can barely believe I’m giving myself to him so freely, but I never want to let him go. I want this moment to last a lifetime. But with one last hard thrust inside me, I feel myself getting dizzy as I tip over the edge. I gasp loudly, reaching out to clutch his strong shoulders as I shudder with my orgasm. He growls deeply in my ear, nipping the soft skin of my lobe in pleasure.

  “God, it’s hot getting you off,” he snarls in my ear. “I want to fuck you all day long. I want to be inside you.”

  “Yes,” I breathe, though my heart is erratic with nerves. I wasn’t expecting that. Of course, he hasn’t even let me touch him yet, but I never thought we’d have sex right here, right now. Then again, I didn’t anticipate any of this. But he doesn’t know my secret.

  He has no idea I’m a virgin.

  I open my mouth to speak when I hear the sound of shoes clapping on the linoleum tiles in the corridor. My eyes meet Luke’s in horror. There’s someone coming this way right now. There are no other offices in this corridor.