My Father Gave the King His Youngest Daughter, and My Sister Chose Which One novel · Chapter 6 of 24

Chapter 6: The Desk

The study was dark except for the green lamp, which I had left burning.

I shut the door behind us and turned the key in the lock.

It was a small iron key.

I put it in the pocket of my nightgown.

Ximun stood in the middle of the floor with his hands at his sides.

He had not touched me since the hall.

He was waiting for me to tell him to.

"Sit," I said.

"Where?"

"On the desk."

He looked at it.

It was the oak desk his father had sat at, with his father's ledgers behind it.

Then he did what I said.

He sat on the edge with his boots on the floor and his big hands flat on the leather blotter.

I stood between his knees and looked at him.

I had never looked at a man for as long as I liked.

He was broad through the shoulders and heavy through the chest, and the white shirt hung open at the throat over dark hair.

His mouth was a little open.

"Take it off," I said.

"The shirt."

He unbuttoned it with unsteady fingers and shrugged it to the floor.

His chest was a map of old work.

A long pale scar ran across his ribs and another over one shoulder, and the dark hair went silver in a line down his stomach.

I put my palm over his heart.

It was slamming.

"You're afraid," I said.

"Yes," he said.

"Of me?"

"Of doing it wrong."

I took my hand away and pulled my nightgown over my head.

I dropped it on the floor beside his shirt.

I stood there in nothing but the lamplight, twenty years old, small and square and pale, and I watched his face.

He made a sound in his throat.

His hands closed on the edge of the desk so hard the leather creaked.

"Don't," I said.

"Don't hold on to the wood.

"Put your hands on my waist."

He put them there.

They were so big they nearly met around me, and the heat of them went through my whole body.

"Now my breasts."

He cupped them.

His thumbs moved over the nipples, slowly, with a care that made me shut my eyes.

My knees went loose.

"Harder," I said.

He did it harder, and I caught my breath.

"Mouth."

He bent his head and took one nipple between his lips.

I took a fistful of his hair and held him there.

The scrape of his stubble and the hot wet pull of his tongue went straight down between my legs.

I heard myself gasp his name.

"Ximun."

He shuddered all through his body.

"Say it again," he said against my skin.

"Ximun," I said.

"Lie back."

He lay back on the oak with his shoulders on the blotter and his knees over the edge.

I climbed up over him and knelt astride his hips.

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