The Chosen Sin by Anya Bast Page B

didn’t get to set all the rules. At the GBC’s insistence, they agreed to Brandon being included. He brings skills we don’t have to the table. You do want to get Sante, don’t you?”
    She gave him a withering look. “No, I wanted to grow a nice pearly white set of fangs for the hell of it.”
    Brandon glanced at Alejandro. “Uh, I’m just going to use the bathroom. Give you two a little time to talk.” He pushed past her and headed toward the back.
    Her pack leaned against the commview. She grabbed it and rifled through it for some clean clothes. “Why didn’t you tell me about this last night?”
    â€œBecause I knew you’d react like this and you needed to be as relaxed as possible for the Choosing.”
    She turned and stared at him. “You don’t know me that well. It’s been seven years since we had anything to do with each other. I’m a completely different person now. There’s no way you knew how I’d react.”
    â€œYeah, okay, so I guessed.” He grinned, and it infuriated her. “I guessed right, though, didn’t I?”
    Daria swore under her breath and turned back around to keep searching through her bag for her clothing. She didn’t want anyone else horning in on their operation. It would only complicate things.
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ALEJANDRO’S mouth went dry as he watched Daria turn her back to him and drop the towel to her waist in order to pull on a bra and T-shirt.
    His gaze followed the slender line of her nape down the sweet taper of her back to her narrow waist. Dios , he could see the curve of her breasts when she moved just right. The nipple he’d just been treated to a peek of was a pretty, suckable pink.
    Dulce. Sweet. Just like he remembered it.
    He wanted to walk over and cup her breasts in his hands, roll her nipples between his fingers. Wanted to do what she’d done to herself underneath her shirt the night before, while she’d been driving him insane as he tried not to fuck her right there on the floor. Last night she would’ve let him touch her, but if he tried now, he’d draw his hands back missing a couple digits. Although it might be worth the loss.
    Even seven years later, he remembered her skin had been so silky and smooth under his hands and lips. He shuddered. Last night she’d been so fucking hot and tight when he’d teased her perfect little cunt with his fingers and tongue. The sexy moans and cries she’d made still echoed in his ears. Alejandro made fists as he remembered just how good she’d tasted, all spicy sweet. Her clit so responsive against his tongue . . . His fingers literally itched to touch her right now.
    He looked away and rubbed a hand over his face, feeling stubble. He needed a shower and shave. “Daria, I had no say in the GBC’s decision to include Brandon, but he’ll bring benefits to the mission. He won’t be a detriment.”
    â€œHe’ll have to convince me of that.”
    Keeping the towel around her waist, she slipped on a pair of white cotton panties, then dropped the towel and slid on a pair of blue jeans. There was heaven in the curve of that ass. He felt his cock stiffen.
    She seemed completely unconscious of her sexual allure. It didn’t even register that she was changing in front of a man who wanted nothing more than to pull her over to the bed so he could cover her body with his and kiss every inch of her, concentrating on that sweet, rounded ass and the smooth skin at the small of her back.
    He’d lay her facedown, nudge her thighs apart, and press his cock against her, but not enter her. Not right away. He’d tease her nipples, lick and bite her throat until she pushed up and back. Only then would he grab her hips and cram his cock inside her tight cunt, take up a fast and hard rhythm to drive them both to bliss. Fuck.
    Didn’t she know she was driving him crazy?
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