Read Online The Heir by Ariana Rodriguez - Free Book Online Page A

his legs, she slowly moved her hands down his chest and a
burst of satisfaction coursed through her when she felt his abdomen
tighten. To Jessica, revenge was best served hot, very hot.
    "Thanks" She murmured in a throaty voice.
    Walking her fingers over his washboard abs
she felt a shock of heat all the way down to her core every time
her finger tips touched him.
    "You’re welcome.” He answered her
distractedly; all of his attention was on her fingers as they made
their made their way up towards his shirt collar. Suddenly, he
grabbed her questing hand and held it against him. "Got out with
me." he added silkily.
    "I'm not sure my parents would be okay with
that,”
    She bit her bottom lip before licking it
slowly and almost smiled when she saw his Adams apple bob up and
down.
    "From what I've seen, you don't really care
much about what your parents say."
    "What gave you that idea?"
    "I think it’s the fact that you fired the
bodyguards they hired for you. Say yes." He added silkily. He
dropped his hands to her waist and pulled her closer. Close enough
for her to feel the hard length of his desire.
    “I don’t know…”
    "Come on, go out with me. If for no other
reason than to annoy your parents"
    "You’re right, I do love to irritate them"
She murmured as she slid her hands between them.
    She ran them up his stomach, over his chest
and down his shoulders, gave her backpack strap a nudge so that it
would slide down to his elbows, then switched directions and
brought her hands back up to cup his face.
    Standing on her tip toes, she pulled his face
down slowly and brushed her lips against his. Such a light touch
had her feeling like she’d been struck by lightning. Startled she
dropped her hands and tried to step back but he would have none of
it and held on tight to her waist.
    "That’s not a kiss." he murmured low enough
that only she could hear. “This is a kiss.”
    Nick gently cupped her face and ran his thumb
over her bottom lip. Looking into her eyes he slowly lowered his
lips to hers. She stood frozen, and watched him like a deer caught
in headlights.
    He licked her bottom lip with the tip of his
tongue and Jessica parted her lips on a soft gasp. Nick buried his
hand in her hair and deepened the kiss. Jessica was lost in a
powerful maelstrom of passion when she suddenly felt her backpack
bump against her leg.
    Concentrating on the feel of her backpack,
she ignored the sparks of electricity his kiss was generating and
focused on the main objective. Determined to get her revenge, she
slid her hands to the back of his head and tangled them in his
hair.
    She kissed him like there was no tomorrow.
But she couldn't completely ignore the waves of pleasure his touch
sent crashing over her body.
    Her only consolation was that he was
obviously just as affected.
    Jessica flicked his tongue with hers; he
released a low growl and pulled her closer. The vibrations of the
sound traveled through her body and filled her with a sense of
power.
    Power that helped her realize that she was
almost to the point of no return. It was time for her to end her
little charade and not a moment too soon. She felt like she was
standing at the edge of some fathomless precipice, ready to jump
and expecting to survive.
    Things had gone too far and she feared she
was close to losing herself, close to forgetting about everything
but his touch.
    It was time for her Coup de grâce.
    She lowered her hand, slid it down his arm in
a gentle caress and when she reached the strap of her backpack she
pulled it away, transferring it from his hand to hers.
    Jessica broke the kiss and tried to step
away. He tried to pull her back to him when he finally realized
what she'd done. Distracted by the loss of her touch, it took him a
second for his mind to register what she’d done.
    "Lucky for me I can bug my parents ALL on my
own" She told him as she stepped back, regaining her
equilibrium.
    Nick dropped his hands to his sides and
balled them into fists.
    As