A LADY FOR A DUKE 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 221 - 챕터 230

Sometimes, if he was being courteous, he might brush his fingers against the small of her back as he guided her somewhere. But for all the years they’d known each other, all the intimacies they’d shared, there were never any intimacies involving touch.And as she stared up at him, she was aware for the first time how she had to tip her head back to look at him. How big he was, so tall and with such wide shoulders. And that he was remarkably beautiful for a man who seemed so rugged at the same time. Lexi didn’t bother to ask herself why. She knew.Because touching him like this was electric.It surged through her to become a part of that drumming thing in her veins, a restless, insistent rhythm that flooded through her. It went right to her pussy.She felt slippery. Red hot. And all they were doing was standing close together, talking. With her hand on his chest, but not even flesh to flesh.Tyler stood very still. Too still, maybe. And something in her fluttered at the thought, becaus

“You think I’m going to fall in love with you if we have sex?” she asked, astonished.He didn’t laugh. Not exactly. It was all much too intense for that. “I think that if I fuck you properly, there is almost no possibility you won’t fall in love with me.”“Why aren’t you worried that you’ll fall in love with me?” she demanded. And told herself that was outrage, not panic, that leaped around inside her, then. “Isn’t that just as possible?”“No chance of that,” he said, and she could have sworn there was something almost sardonic in the way he said it.She refused to dwell on the little stab of hurt that bloomed inside her then. That panic—that outrage—spurred her on.“It doesn’t matter if I go head over heels, however unlikely,” she told him hotly. “I’m still engaged.”“So the worst case scenario is that I teach you what it means to properly fuck.” And there was definitely a sardonic little twist in the corner of his mouth then, though she was too wound up to focus on it. “There will b

“You kissed me,” she said, there was a scratchy sort of awe in her voice. “We kissed. You and me, Tyler.”“We did.” His gaze dropped to her mouth, that mouth he’d studied, dreamed about, fantasized over. And could now taste against his own. He wasn’t sure he could believe it. “I did.”She lifted a hand to touch her lips and he couldn’t tell if her fingers were shaking, or if she was simply hesitant. And he was Tyler Connelly. He was renowned for his confidence, though his detractors used other words to describe it. Whatever it was, he had it in spades. He could walk into any room, talk to anyone, raise up empires on the strength of his handshake. And yet this slender creature with soft eyes and an elegant neck made him forget that he was one of the youngest billionaires in Olkfield—and the world. She made him forget that he was normally treated like a man a good ten or twenty years his senior, such was the power he exuded and the ruthless competency he brought to any given situation.

“And not everyone born rich is automatically evil,” Lexi replied. She squeezed his hand as she held it. “Something you’re going to have to come to terms with should you create a new generation some day. Will they grow up pampered and spoilt? Or will they learn they have a responsibility to do what others can’t?”He found his thumb moving back and forth over the back of her hand. “You don’t make money at what you do, do you?”“Of course not. I’m a career volunteer. It’s what makes swanning off to Olkfield on a whim possible.”She peered past him into one of the salons off the hall, where a scrum of finance types were boozing it up like they were down at the local, except what they were quaffing would qualify as a mortgage payment in some places. All she did was smile, but Tyler was suddenly uncomfortable. He’d been there once, in the first flush of his first million. And the notion that Lexi might have looked at him then as he was looking at the pack of them made something twist inside

Tyler was eating her alive. He was devouring her. He’d tripped off a series of explosions, and they didn’t stop. She couldn’t stop. One led into the next, and everything was wet, hot and just this side of painful. All the places he wasn’t touching hurt, too. And the hurt was an ache, and it bled straight down into the center of her, hurtling its way through her and into her clit, and he knew it.Oh, yes, he knew it. Because he teased her. And he took her. And he consumed her with that voracious mouth of his, making a mockery of her belief that this was something she didn’t like. Because this wasn’t about like, it was about need. And she came so hard again then that she saw stars, but she couldn’t make any more noise. Because everything was too bright and searing. And it was all shattered to pieces.Lexi was only vaguely aware of him moving, pressing a kiss against her inner thigh, and then leaning her back against the secretary she’d forgotten was even there. She had to breathe, but i