My Dark Desire (Dark Prince Road #2) Read Online L.J. Shen

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Dark Tags Authors: Series: Dark Prince Road Series by L.J. Shen
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Total pages in book: 166
Estimated words: 169305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 847(@200wpm)___ 677(@250wpm)___ 564(@300wpm)
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If that had been me, I’d be inconsolable.

Forever changed.

Forever damaged.

I let my bra slide off my arms. My tits swelled, full and ready to be touched. His eyes trained on the way my nipples stood on end like two diamonds.

He watched transfixed as I treaded his way.

“That thing with Eileen…” He cleared his throat. “It isn’t real. It’s an arrangement.”

“I know.”

And I still hate it, even though I have no right to.

I reached him and straddled his waist, everything bare but my panties. My knees sank to the bench on either side of him, hovering above without touching him.

I propped a hand against the wall to keep my balance.

He tilted his head up, observing me through hooded, lust-drunk eyes. “How do you know?”

“Because I saw the way you looked at her.”

“And how did I look at her?”

“Like she’s a 600-page merger guideline you need to sign.”

A chuckle escaped him. It moved his neck and chest an inch closer to me. My pussy leaked in response.

I felt empty.

So empty.

“Bylaws aren’t usually signed.”

I rolled my eyes. “You know what I mean.”

“I do. I like your sense of humor. If I ever develop one, it would look something like yours.”

This was the oddest, most heartwarming compliment I’d ever received.

“Anyway…” I frowned, longing to touch him. “You shouldn’t marry her if you don’t like her.”

“Liking someone has nothing to do with marrying them,” he countered, his eyes dropping to my tits.

His hands twitched by his sides.

I knew he wanted to touch them.

But I also knew that he wouldn’t.

He wasn’t ready. Not yet.

He licked his lips. “In fact, the less I like her, the better our marriage is going to be. Catching feelings is a terrible weakness. Look at what it did to Romeo.”

I shook my head. “Oh, Zach.”

“What?”

“What it did to Romeo is a wonderful thing—it made him happy.”

I wanted to touch his face, his hair, his muscular arms, but I stopped myself. Instead, we stared at each other, breathing the same hot, humid air. Getting used to the proximity.

I knew someone could walk into the sauna any minute now. That I could be banished altogether from this country club and the fencing team.

And still, I didn’t care.

“Farrow,” he growled, finally, eyes gliding down to the triangle between my thighs. To my wet panties.

“Yes?”

“I want to see your pussy dripping for me again.”

“Take them off of me, then.”

His nostrils flared, and he concentrated, frowning at my panties like they had personally attacked him.

I stifled a giggle.

“I might touch you if I do,” he said after a beat.

“I would love that, Zach.”

He reached for them, and this was my chance.

I curled my spine, withdrawing from him slightly. “On one condition.”

He looked up, alert, hair dripping, face perfect. “Yes?”

“You fulfill your part of the bargain. You hire me a private investigator and a team of lawyers.”

“Done.”

I gave him a small nod, even though I regretted the timing of the reminder. It made this a transaction, which it wasn’t.

I wanted him with or without the lawyers.

I just also wanted to erect a barrier. To remind myself the ugly truth.

Zachary Sun will never be mine.

I didn’t know what was more tragic. That I wanted him. Or that I knew it would never happen.

He licked his lips and cracked his knuckles, like he was preparing for a fight. My emotions veered between wanting to kiss him better—his scars, his fears, his inhibitions—and amusement at how seriously he took all this.

Zach brushed his fingertips along the elastic of my panties, careful to avoid my flesh. “Seeing you touch yourself yesterday made me almost bust my load right there in my office.”

“Why didn’t you, then?” I bowed my back, enjoying the feel of his fingers through my panties.

It felt forbidden and clandestine. Like a dirty secret only he and I shared.

His jaw clenched, his trembling hand sliding down my panties. “I didn’t want to admit that I was affected by you.”

For a novice, he’d mastered the art of teasing, pressing his palm against me until it covered my entire pussy through my underwear.

And still, his fingertips didn’t brush my skin.

“Fuck, you’re soaking wet.” He dropped his head back and hissed. “I want to nail you through the wood until you become a permanent fixture in it.”

Whoa.

Okay. Somebody needed to put dirty talk very slowly and very carefully on the floor and kick it toward me.

But now wasn’t the time to discourage him. He’d made huge progress. This was the same man who’d given himself burns after shaking a woman’s hand.

“I need you to fuck me so bad.”

The confession stumbled out of my mouth.

I realized that I meant it. There was nothing I wanted more than to be full of Zachary Sun’s cock. His hand alone through my panties almost made me come, the pressure too delicious, too intense to ignore.

With a ragged breath, Zach curled his fingers, digging into my ass through the cotton, somewhat painfully. He pressed his other thumb to my clit.


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