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This servant would be the death of him.
King could see the girl’s generous tits jiggling with her every move as she leaned over the arm of the settee to dust an end table.He just barely bit back a groan as he tore his gaze away, leaned back in his seat before the fire, and subtly adjusted his stiff cock.
As if she hadn’t already noticed the giant bulge he’d been suffering from the moment the little lass came into his office.
He knew she’d noticed.
Nearly a month since this wee little thing had taken over for Pearl, and every hour, it seemed, had been a lesson in torture.
He’d thought he’d understood cruelty and pain.He’d been born into it, raised by it, grew to thrive on it, and as the leader of this stretch of vice-ridden London alleyways known as Vestry Lane—he’d become the man to inflict it.
But none of the cruelty he’d known had prepared him for this.
The servant turned her attention to the bookshelves and his grip on the book in his hand grew so tight, the corner bit into his palm and drew blood.
He focused on the pain.Maybe that would distract him from her arse.That perfectly rounded curve that was tipped up, wiggling slightly as she bent forward and swished her duster over the surfaces.
Jesus, she looked like she was just begging to be taken from behind.Her ass would be just as creamy white as the rest of her, and would no doubt pinken with every little smack.
He grit his teeth and cursed under his breath.The oath was quiet—but not quiet enough.
The girl straightened with a start and whirled around with a questioning look.
She’d heard the curse and wanted to know what was wrong.
It’s you, pet.I’m cursing all that’s holy because you’ve turned my bollocks to rocks and my cock into a steel sword that needs to be buried to its hilt.
But he couldn’t say any such thing, and for so many reasons.Not the least of which was—she wasn’t trying to seduce him.He knew what it looked like when a woman meant to tempt.Even the ones who thought they were coy.
He wasn’t fool enough to believe it was because he was so very handsome.
He wasn’t.
He had the face of a brute who’d been raised on the streets, and his nose and jaw had taken too many blows to be considered pretty.But the women who sought to tempt him weren’t after his looks…just his power.His money.The protection he could give.And he couldn’t fault a woman for using what she had to get what she wanted.
He’d seen it from the lowliest servant, greeting him in the morning with a tray of biscuits on bent knees, all too eager to suck his cock while he broke his fast, to the high-born, fashionable ladies who donned masks and attended the debaucherous parties at the gaming hells and clubs that lined his streets.
He’d had widows accost him, debutantes tease him, and whores proposition him.
The servant shifted from one foot to the other, her tongue slipping out to wet her lips as she dropped her gaze.“Did I do something wrong, sir?”
“No.”His voice was always low and gruff, but right now he barely recognized it.
She’d reduced him to grunts as every ounce of his will focused on keeping his erection under control.It wouldn’t do to start stroking himself right here and now the way he wanted.“Get me another.”He nodded toward the empty glass beside him.
She nodded, a flash of relief in her eyes as she scurried toward the decanter, those impressively large breasts jiggling with her every move as she walked away.
No, sheranaway from him.
Oh yes, King knew what it was to be wanted.And this girl?She didn’t want him.
She was scared of him, it seemed.Intimidated, at the very least.She never held his gaze for long, and her skin flushed scarlet whenever she caught him staring.
And when her gaze slipped down and saw that straining bulge, she glanced away with wide eyes, her throat working to swallow.
He shocked her, and for that he was sorry.For all his faults, he’d never had any desire to scandalize innocent maids.She was a full-grown woman, of that there was no doubt, but there was an innocence in her eyes that made her seem like little more than a child despite those wicked curves and tantalizingly lush lips.